Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 132 - : The ancestor and Fu Shiyan sat together
Chapter 132: 132: The ancestor and Fu Shiyan sat together
Hearing Wen Zishu’s words, Xia Xin, fearing that Jiangli would let something slip, quickly interceded, “Our abbot is indeed not old, having just turned 18 this year, but our abbot is very impressive, with exceptional talent, so we can’t judge by normal standards.”
“I knew it, how could the abbot be so adorable,” Wen Zishu truly had no resistance to such cute little sisters.
At first, he thought Jiangli was a fool.
But the more he looked, the more he found Jiangli adorable.
“Abbot,” Fu Shiyan came over with a light smile, “it’s been a long time, I didn’t expect to disturb the abbot’s meal as soon as I arrived.”
At his words, Jiangli picked up a napkin beside her, wiped her mouth with elegance, which, compared to her cute self a moment ago, seemed like a completely different person.
She gestured for him to sit, “It’s alright, let’s sit down and talk.”
Fu Shiyan nodded slightly and took a seat first.
Seeing this, Xia Xin immediately cleared away the stuff.
Fu Shiyan sat down and directly said, “Abbot, do you still remember our arrangement today?”
“I know, haven’t I been waiting for you to come over?” Jiangli poured him a cup of tea, “But there’s no rush, we can leave after Xia Xin finishes cleaning up.”
Fu Shiyan, hearing this, was very cooperative, “Alright, then we’ll do as the abbot says.”
Duan Jianchuan couldn’t help but look at Fu Shiyan.
Since when had his third brother been so accommodating to others?
Usually, it was others who accommodated Fu Shiyan.
But, Fu Shiyan today was acting very strangely.
He had started grooming himself from early in the morning, even changing into a freshly tailored suit, paying extra attention to his appearance.
He might seem different from usual, but he was meticulously elegant in every detail.
Wen Zishu told him in the morning that his third brother even wore perfume, giving off a much flashier aura.
Duan Jianchuan hadn’t taken it to heart at the time.
But the more he observed his third brother now, the more he thought… something was odd.
Could he have been switched out?
Wen Zishu, standing to the side, was all smiles with a hint of ambiguity.
He always knew that his third brother held double standards.
Tsk tsk, look at that rippling little expression.
On the surface, abstinent and gentle, but inside, who knows how excited he is.
However…
It makes sense.
Looking at the abbot, she really is beautiful.
The first time Wen Zishu saw Jiangli, he was so caught up in his own things that he neglected her beauty.
Jiangli’s beauty wasn’t just in her features, but also the spiritual energy emanating from within her bones, making her seem vividly lively, like a little fairy descended from the ninth heaven, pure, unworldly, and cool. Even if she seemed adorable, she was untouchable, beyond reach.
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Wen Zishu thought to himself, with the abbot being so good-looking, it was understandable for his third brother to hold double standards.
If it were him, he’d have double standards too.
…
After sitting in Jiaoyang Temple for a while and waiting for Xia Xin to finish breakfast and tidy up, and once Jiangli had finished drawing some Talisman Papers, the group finally set out, heading straight for Fu Shiyan’s home.
When leaving, Wen Zishu and Xia Xin were in one car.
Jiangli and Fu Shiyan sat in Duan Jianchuan’s car.
Duan Jianchuan, looking through the rearview mirror, saw Fu Shiyan sitting closely next to Jiangli in the back seat and felt increasingly that something was amiss.
Fu Shiyan rarely got so close to others.
It wasn’t that he had any kind of phobia.
It was just that Fu Shiyan’s experiences since childhood made him reluctant to interact with ordinary people.
Yet this time, it was he who had taken the initiative to invite Jiangli to sit with him.
Duan Jianchuan recalled the scene when Fu Shiyan invited Jiangli to sit with him, and still found it strange.
Originally, Jiangli had planned to go with Xia Xin.
But his third brother had insisted on inviting her over.
This wasn’t like his third brother’s usual style.
Duan Jianchuan thought it quite miraculous.
