Xia Xin didn’t stay long in Jiangli’s room and left soon after.
Jiangli sat alone in the suite’s living room for quite so ti.
That night, her sleep was still uneasy, with dreams of endless blood-red skies, like layers of oppressive blood-red curtains weighing on her heart.
...
Elsewhere.
In the deep of night.
Fu Shiyan left Jiangli’s room and returned to his own.
Duan Jianchuan and Qing Yue followed him in.
Seeing Fu Shiyan go to pour water, Qing Yue raised an eyebrow, supporting himself on the table, scrutinizing Fu Shiyan with a slightly provocative tone, "Third Brother, did you really sleep that long tonight?"
Fu Shiyan seed to be in a good mood tonight; hearing Qing Yue’s words didn’t change his expression. He only glanced at him, set down the teapot, picked up a teacup, and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Qing Yue sat opposite Fu Shiyan, half-smiling: "I just think Third Brother isn’t soone easily outmaneuvered."
As he spoke, his eyes shone with a mix of scrutiny and doubt.
Having spent a long ti alone with Fu Shiyan, during their tis in those outside organizations, although Fu Shiyan never showed anything directly, Qing Yue knew Fu Shiyan wasn’t ordinary.
Within the outside organizations, Fu Shiyan held a high status and significant influence.
He was basically soone everyone feared.
Several tis, Qing Yue deliberately provoked Fu Shiyan, targeting people Fu Shiyan cared sowhat about, yet Fu Shiyan easily stopped him.
Even...
When Fu Shiyan stopped him, there wasn’t any spiritual power emanating from him; it was as if he were an ordinary person.
Yet he could effortlessly suppress him.
Qing Yue always wondered, what kind of person Fu Shiyan really was.
Though he didn’t know Fu Shiyan’s true identity, he knew Fu Shiyan wasn’t soone easily dealt with.
Even less likely to fall into a deep sleep half the night in a situation like tonight.
Fu Shiyan looked over, eting Qing Yue’s aningful gaze. He could guess what Qing Yue ant, but he didn’t speak.
Qing Yue, seeing this, beca even more spirited, "Third Brother, the Abbot is the person you’re looking for, right?"
Duan Jianchuan, who had been pretending not to exist, abruptly looked at Fu Shiyan upon hearing this.
There was a hint of surprise in his gaze.
But soon...
He thought, it was indeed very possible.
Otherwise, why would Third Brother suddenly be so interested in the Abbot?
Upon hearing this, Fu Shiyan’s expression still didn’t change, showing that he was truly happy tonight.
Otherwise, he would’ve long since ignored Qing Yue.
He looked at Qing Yue and said, "That’s my business."
The implication was that he didn’t want to say more.
But everyone present was smart enough.
They could all hear that Fu Shiyan’s words were tantamount to admission.
If Jiangli truly weren’t the person Fu Shiyan was searching for, he would have denied it.
Qing Yue imdiately smiled with interest.
But Fu Shiyan suddenly said, "Those thoughts you shouldn’t have, better not let them appear again."
Qing Yue blinked, looking innocent, as if he learned it from soone, "What is Third Brother saying? The Abbot saved my life; I’m very grateful to the Abbot."
Fu Shiyan looked at him without a word.
"Um..."
Duan Jianchuan, fearing they would argue again, quickly changed the subject, "It’s getting late, Third Brother, you should rest early; Qing Yue and I will head back now."
With that, he grabbed Qing Yue’s arm, giving him no chance to speak, dragging him out.
Qing Yue chuckled softly, not saying anything, and left with Duan Jianchuan.
Fu Shiyan’s expression remained indifferent.
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