As Xiao Lin spoke, she was still clutching the doll tightly in her hands.
[Is the fortune-telling master opening a new business as a doctor?]
[It sounds unreliable at first, but when you think about it, it's not wrong to go to the master for this kind of thing.]
[Heavenly Venerate: I see you're trying to make things difficult for me!]
Meeting Xiao Lin's sorrowful gaze, which seemed to say she and her doll were about to be parted by death, Su Nian pinched her fingers together to make a quick calculation and then took a closer look at her facial features.
"Have you considered the possibility that it's not a problem with your memory?"
Xiao Lin froze for a moment, her small eyes filled with immense confusion. She then shook her head vigorously, like a pellet drum. "But there's really no one showing up at home! I checked the security footage!"
Seeing that the young woman still hadn't grasped her meaning, Su Nian's expression grew complicated.
