Miss Shen is Actually A Bigshot in Witchcraft - Chapter 112

Chapter 112: A Letter

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Fortune teller?”

As expected, someone instigated Bai Xin to revive her son.

When Bai Xin saw Shen Chun’s puzzled expression, she leaned forward and asked, “Miss Shen, what’s wrong?”

Shen Chun came back to her senses, but she didn’t mention her thoughts to her. “Do you still remember what that fortune teller looked like?”

Bai Xin actually wasn’t guarded against Shen Chun. Coupled with what Shen Chun had said previously, she felt that there was no need to hide anything. “That fortune teller said that his face was injured, so he had to wear a mask and hat. 1 couldn’t see what he looked like at all.”

Shen Chun thought about it for a while and said, “Why don’t you ask him out?”

Bai Xin shook her head. “I don’t have the fortune teller’s contact information. Usually, he takes the initiative to look for me.”

Shen Chun’s frown deepened, as if she was hesitating if she should ask the question on her mind. In the end, she asked softly, “Then when did you get pregnant?”

Although Bai Xin still had a calm expression on her face, she started to look away. “A month ago. The baby is Zhang Chen’s.”

Shen Chun was stunned. Wasn’t Zhang Chen Bai Xin’s idol?

“You…”

Seeing Bai Xin lower her head and touch the child in her stomach, Shen Chun didn’t ask the question on her mind, which was if she had been played.

Bai Xin forced a smile and said, “Are you also trying to say that Zhang Chen played me?”

Shen Chun didn’t know how Bai Xin felt when she said that, but she could sense Bai Xin’s conflict and hesitation. “I don’t pay attention to celebrities, and 1 don’t know what Zhang Chen is like, so I can be considered an objective outsider. You’re pregnant, so if he didn’t come over to see you, it means that he doesn’t love you enough. In fact, he doesn’t even love you at all.”

Bai Xin knew the truth, since after so many days, Zhang Chen had not come over to see her. He didn’t even say a word at the banquet the night before yesterday. She just didn’t want to believe that this person who used to dote on her so much had become a stranger to her overnight and they didn’t have anything to do with each other anymore. “He might be too busy.”

Shen Chun clenched her fists tightly and replied angrily, “Why do you have to find an excuse for his lack of love?”

Bai Xin calmed herself down and said, “What else can 1 do? As long as this child is born, he will return to my side.”

Shen Chun paused before saying mockingly, “Do you even believe it yourself?” Then, Bai Xin turned all her grievances into complaints. “What else can 1 do? I love him too much. 1 can’t give up just like that.”

As Shen Chun looked at Bai Xin, who had been brainwashed by Zhang Chen, she laughed and said, “You’re an actress. You have to see clearly whether he loves you or that role.”

Seeing that Bai Xin refused to listen to her, Shen Chun decided to tell her the truth about the so-called resurrection. “The stillborn soul has already been reincarnated, so you’re just lying to yourself by thinking that you can change his fate.”

Bai Xin suddenly laughed out loud. “How is that possible? The fortune teller said that he has a way to help me revive my child.”

“Forget it if you don’t believe me,” Shen Chun said softly. Then, she stood up and was about to leave without any intention of explaining.

Bai Xin didn’t try to persuade her to stay and just sat there in a daze.

Shen Chun heaved a sigh of relief when she walked out and praised her own acting skills. Then, she relied on the sinister energy on Wang Le to find where he was now.

After all, that so-called fortune teller might really be here.

However, after Shen Chun arrived, she was stunned when she saw the house in front of her. The door of this house wasn’t closed, and it was very quiet inside, as if to welcome her inside.

Shen Chun strode in and searched the room for a while. Finally, she saw Wang Le in the cradle of the bedroom.

Shen Chun picked Wang Le up from the cradle, since she would be able to lure that fortune teller out by guarding Wang Le.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to leave, Wang Le, who was in her arms, suddenly burst into tears. Shen Chun patted Wang Le’s back gently to comfort him, but it was useless. The further away they were from the house, the louder Wang Le cried..