This girl...
Not only is she eccentric, but also bland.
Not just bland, but sharp-tongued too.
What's the big deal about looking at her feet?
It's not like I touched them!
She came here voluntarily in the middle of the night—wasn't it because of her request?
"Jiuyi, you're here. The feet are indeed nice. Come in and sit."
Lin Yu deliberately called her "Jiuyi," hoping to see the poker-faced girl react.
However.
This time, Shen Jiuyi simply nodded silently and followed him into the room without any reaction.
Lin Yu: "???"
When she left in the morning, wasn’t she visibly disgusted, her emotions written all over her face?
Why doesn’t she care now?
What kind of nonsense face-changing theory is this—only works in the moment?
To avoid being disturbed, Lin Yu locked the door.
He "invited" Shen Jiuyi to sit at the computer desk.
A late-night visit still made her a guest, after all.
Lin Yu poured her a cup of hot water and placed it on the table.
In response.
Shen Jiuyi politely thanked him before standing up and speaking eagerly:
"I knew you’d still be awake when I knocked early."
"The timing of the rain stopping and the sky clearing matched your prediction almost exactly. Impressive."
"I couldn’t wait until one o’clock, so I came ahead of time. I apologize if I disturbed you."
"Could you help me with the astrological chart now?"
"I brought paper and pen."
As she spoke.
Shen Jiuyi pulled out the prepared items from her pocket.
When it came to asking for favors, she at least sounded like a normal person, her tone decent.
Lin Yu had no intention of going back on his word.
Especially since.
The antique sister had personally asked him earlier to take this seriously.
Even if just out of respect for her, he’d give his new skills a proper try.
"Sit and talk. Put those away."
"What era are we in? Using paper and pen just adds unnecessary ceremony."
"Anything you can do with them, a computer can do better."
"Confirm your full name again, along with your birth date and time—the more precise, the better."
With Huang Feirong, he could’ve cracked a flirtatious joke or two.
But facing someone as bland as Shen Jiuyi, he really had no such thoughts.
Might as well get straight to the point.
While booting up the computer.
Lin Yu couldn’t resist adding a jab:
"Given your personality, you might be a 'Kill, Break, Wolf' female destiny."
"No wonder your parents didn’t dare tell you. But since they didn’t, why are you so desperate to know?"
"Kill, Break, Wolf" was one of the most notoriously unfavorable astrological configurations.
A life marked by turbulence and unfulfilled desires.
Yet, despite Lin Yu’s teasing, Shen Jiuyi’s expression remained unchanged.
Instead, she focused even more intently, reciting her birth details down to the exact hour.
One thing did pique Lin Yu’s curiosity.
According to the Shen sisters.
Shen Jiuyi was supposedly an adopted child.
So how could her birth time be known with such precision?
It seemed.
The Shen family must have had a close relationship with Shen Jiuyi’s biological parents.
Otherwise.
How else would they know such details?
"I know what you’re wondering."
"How an adopted girl could know her exact birth time."
"I asked my parents—Shen Buyao’s grandparents—about this too."
Lin Yu: "..."
No need to emphasize "grandparents"!
Even without saying it, he knew.
That addition felt deliberate, as if stressing the "generational gap" between her and Shen Buyao.
If Shen Buyao were here, she’d probably have already snapped back with a retort.
"Their explanation was that when they found me, there was a note with me."
"It listed my birth date and exact time."
Lin Yu eyed her skeptically:
"And you… believed that?"
Shen Jiuyi didn’t answer directly, replying calmly:
"It doesn’t matter."
Lin Yu: "..."
Fine, fine.
Shouldn’t have asked!
Shen Jiuyi’s information was quickly converted into astrological symbols, typed one by one into the computer.
While waiting, she did nothing but stand quietly, not disturbing Lin Yu.
Lin Yu didn’t cut corners by using some online auto-charting tool.
First.
Purple Star Astrology had northern and southern schools, each with vastly different calculation methods.
Who knew which system those tools even followed?
Second.
This was also a matter of respect for Shen Jiuyi.
He’d learned these skills from her family—how could he not take it seriously?
Facing an expert.
A single mistake would be called out immediately.
The only difference between Lin Yu and Shen Jiuyi?
His charting speed was at least twice as fast.
Soon.
A complete destiny chart appeared on the screen.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
The moment he saw it, his brow furrowed tightly.
Shen Jiuyi noticed the subtle shift in his expression.
She said calmly:
"Lin Yu, I promised Grandmother I wouldn’t look myself."
"Just tell me directly. I’ll understand."
Lin Yu stared at the chart.
Now he understood why her "Grandmother," who taught her Purple Star Astrology, forbade her from interpreting her own destiny.
Esoteric astrology, if not actively sought or believed in,
had little influence on a person’s life.
The real danger was when someone deeply invested in it drew a "bad hand" in fate.
It became an invisible psychological trap—
Every future hardship would be blamed on "my cursed destiny" rather than self-reflection.
Studying Shen Jiuyi’s expression, Lin Yu spoke slowly:
"There’s a destiny where the Moon Star is in the Life Palace, aligned with… the Fire Star or Bell Star."
Shen Jiuyi’s eyelids flickered slightly as she continued:
"Moon-Fire-Bell, the Ten Evils configuration!"
Exactly.
An old astrological saying.
When the weak Yin Moon (associated with Water) is broken by the Fire Star,
the personal destiny plummets, inviting disaster.
But in Shen Jiuyi’s case.
The grand configuration wasn’t the real issue.
A Moon-Fire-Bell setup didn’t mean one was doomed forever.
Continuous misfortune stemmed from triggering moments—
specifically when the Obstruction Star came into play.
"What else? Lin Yu, please be clearer."
Shen Jiuyi’s gaze remained fixed on him, eager for more details.
Lin Yu scratched his cheek hesitantly:
"I’m helping you here. I never expected this kind of chart."
"I’ll explain it fully. With your knowledge, you’ll grasp it."
"Those of us in the field have a… nickname for this configuration."
"...Heaven’s Chosen Pleasure Woman."
......
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