Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 332 - 305:

Mu Yunchu’s vision was completely dark, but the surroundings appeared vividly in her mind.

She could clearly see everything happening before her. For example, the happy smiles on the faces of couples snuggling past on the street side, the vendors shouting at the night market in the distance, and even the children running and playing back and forth in the square behind her bench.

As long as she wished, with her current skills, everything within a radius of two kilometers was clear to her.

And that was not even her limit.

But there was a major issue, which was that this talisman was more like a surveillance camera; its visible range was limited and not as flexible as the human eye.

The scene it displayed depended on Mu Yunchu’s thoughts. The faster her reaction, the closer the effect of the talisman was to the human eye.

But correspondingly, it would consume more energy.

As she calculated the time was almost right, Mu Yunchu’s focus intensified, not daring to slack off for a moment. Sure enough, a hint of chaos soon appeared in the night market.

At first, it was just two people arguing, not knowing who bumped into whose girlfriend; the boyfriend yelled and shoved the nearest person. Then, the crowd that had piled up around them due to their sudden stop grew increasingly dissatisfied.

A girl suddenly shouted that someone had touched her buttocks, insisting on catching the person and chopping off his hand. The scene gradually became chaotic, and for a while, everyone seemed to explode with dissatisfaction, finding those around them increasingly annoying, and particularly disliking those blocking the road.

Suddenly, a woman in the crowd let out a cry of despair.

...

At that moment, Mu Yunchu’s attention was drawn back to her side.

Because someone had sat down next to her.

This bench was less than two meters long, and if squeezed, it might fit three or four people, but when facing strangers or unfamiliar people, there’s a more comfortable social distance.

Unless utterly exhausted, needing a place to sit, and there’s nowhere else, you’d be forced to squeeze together.

So when someone sat down, Mu Yunchu could clearly feel his presence.

They maintained a comfortable distance, not too close nor too far. A third person wouldn’t easily fit on the bench.

Although the woman tried her best not to make a sound, Mu Yunchu was still aware of the third presence on the bench.

So seconds later, she spoke first.

"Your child is very well behaved."

The woman holding the child paused, not expecting Mu Yunchu to initiate a conversation.

A fleeting expression of guilt crossed her face but was quickly concealed.

"Yes, my child has been very obedient since birth. You wouldn’t believe it, when he was born, he didn’t cry at all until the doctor who delivered him made him cry."

She spoke in earnest, portraying a loving mother vividly, yet Mu Yunchu was unmoved.

Because she knew it was all an act.

"Is that so? That’s quite rare."

Mu Yunchu wasn’t familiar with such matters but played along to keep the conversation going.

Sure enough, her words resonated with the woman significantly.

At least she opened up.

She shared many stories about her "child."

None of which Mu Yunchu could interject.

But she was a very attentive listener.

When speaking about her child’s first steps, the woman suddenly realized she had said too much, glanced at the child in the swaddle, and swallowed her words.

She turned to look at Mu Yunchu, her eyes filled with a hint of doubt.

This girl appeared gentle and listened intently, but how come she never glanced at her?

This prompted a shred of suspicion in her mind.

"Little girl..."

"Are you..."

However, before she could finish, Mu Yunchu turned to "look" at her.

Woman: !!!

Mu Yunchu’s gaze may not have been as vibrant as most, yet it was firmly fixed on her.

The reason was that she had shifted the talisman’s visual display to the woman before her, occasionally blinking to make it almost indistinguishable from the real eye.

"What’s the matter, sister?"

"What would you like to ask?"

Upon hearing her address, the uncertainty in the woman’s eyes reemerged.

This time it wasn’t mere speculation but certainty.

This pretty girl before her was blind.

Even before sitting down, she had been observing for quite some time.

Now, through this encounter, it was entirely confirmed.

Though she couldn’t fathom how Mu Yunchu could feign looking at her, perhaps trained with family for such scenarios?

But Mu Yunchu would never realize she had slipped up in her mode of address.

Wang Feng knew her skin condition well, untouched by skincare masks, weather-beaten, appearing almost sixty despite being in her early forties.

Recently, a man in his forties had called her "sister,"

And previously, children roughly Mu Yunchu’s age called her "aunt."

So, being called "sister" indicated...she couldn’t see her real appearance.

All her inferences came from Mu Yunchu’s description.

As someone who had just given birth, being called "sister" wasn’t far-fetched.

Thinking this, she instinctively surveyed her surroundings, then quickly took out a phone from her pocket, tapped a few messages out, and put it away again.

She then scooted closer to Mu Yunchu’s direction, as if to keep her from leaving.

As she stared at Mu Yunchu, Mu Yunchu was also observing her.

More specifically, the child in her arms.

That child looked recently born, with just a fuzz of hair. Not to mention the woman’s story of the child walking, the child’s condition was also incredibly off.

Slept too soundly.

Didn’t even seem asleep.

Given the recent cries of a child gone missing at the night market, it was evident this child wasn’t hers.

But stolen amidst the chaotic crowd.

The night market scene had turned quite savage, nearly escalating into a brawl, though the sound grew so loud that several security guards rushed to restore order.

Wang Feng suddenly took Mu Yunchu’s hand, saying, "Little girl, how old are you this year?"

"I find you very likable, and we seem to get along well."