Chapter 774: Chapter 774: The Ancestor Had a Nightmare
Fu Shiyan looked over coldly.
Wen Zishu hurriedly tried to smooth things over, “Alright, alright, Qing Yue, just say less, will you? You have important things to do, so just go do them. Didn’t you say today that you have a task that’s a bit troubleso? Then hurry off to it!”
He desperately made eye signals to Qing Yue.
Hoping that Qing Yue wouldn’t cause trouble for himself at this ti.
Qing Yue chuckled lightly, slid off the desk, shook the long hair over his shoulder, and gave Fu Shiyan a aningful look, “Since I’m not welco here, I might as well leave.”
Having said that, Qing Yue blew a kiss to Fu Shiyan and turned to leave.
Fu Shiyan’s eyes grew darker.
Wen Zishu couldn’t help but shiver and gritted his teeth, muttering, “What’s with Qing Yue? Doesn’t he know my third brother doesn’t like n?”
Duan Jianchuan glanced at him but said nothing.
Seeing the cold look on Fu Shiyan’s face, Wen Zishu couldn’t help but whisper, “I think Qing Yue is really asking for trouble. Who exactly is he? You always say he’s from a special departnt, what kind of special departnt is that, if his brain doesn’t work right?”
As he spoke, he subconsciously poked Duan Jianchuan’s arm.
Duan Jianchuan glanced at his finger, raised his hand, and slapped his palm away with a smack.
Wen Zishu hissed, swiftly withdrew his hand, and glared at him, “Duan Dog, what’s your problem?”
Duan Jianchuan straightened his sleeves, “Talk if you want to talk, no need to be handsy.”
Wen Zishu pointed at himself and laughed in annoyance, “You call that being handsy?”
Duan Jianchuan remained impassive.
Wen Zishu was fuming.
Fu Shiyan watched the direction in which Qing Yue had left, his gaze still indifferent as if he was pondering sothing.
Elsewhere.
After leaving the Fu Family, Qing Yue headed to the eastern outskirts of the city.
Actually, he had no particular agenda in coming to F City, except that there happened to be a task there.
A task for him to handle.
Qing Yue beca busy upon arriving at the site of the task.
…
After Jiangli and Xia Xin had finished their hot pot al, they returned to their rooms to clean up and get ready to rest.
Today’s live broadcast finished early, so Jiangli could get a complete rest in the evening.
However, this night, Jiangli’s sleep was not good.
She rarely had one nightmare after another.
In the nightmares, rivers dried up, the earth cracked, corpses were strewn everywhere, and not a single blade of grass grew.
All that was left were endless flas, searing everything in the world.
Jiangli wrinkled her brows several tis, trying to wake up, but she was pulled back in again.
After an indeterminate amount of ti, Jiangli suddenly opened her eyes, a swath of white light pouring in through the window and casting itself upon her bedside.
“Ancestor, are you up? I’ve bought breakfast!”
Xia Xin’s voice ca just then from outside the door.
Jiangli sat there dazed, the fine hairs at her forehead slightly damp. Even though she heard Xia Xin’s words and saw the light, at that instant, she still felt no sense of reality.
It felt as if…
She was still on Xuanji Mountain, during the eight hundred years of closed-door cultivation.
“Ancestor, it’s already half past eight. Haven’t you gotten up yet? The young man from yesterday’s appointnt is about to arrive.”
Xia Xin stood outside the door, surprised by the lack of response from Jiangli.
By all accounts, Jiangli should have been awake by this ti.
If it were a normal day, and the Ancestor wanted to rest a bit longer, Xia Xin wouldn’t want to disturb her.
The thing was, the young man from the appointnt had just sent a ssage saying he was almost there.
Xia Xin was considering whether to ask the young man to delay the ti a little.
Jiangli’s voice suddenly ca from inside.
It was slightly hoarse as if she had just woken up.
“I’ll be right there.”
Xia Xin didn’t think much of it, “Okay, then I’ll wait for you in the side hall, Ancestor.”
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