Chapter 571: Chapter 571 Professional_1 Chapter 571: Chapter 571 Professional_1 “Really! What’s the problem?”
With Fu Qian’s such confident tone, Wen Li’s eyes lit up immediately.
“Anxiety disorder.”
“… Mr. Fang, stop joking around!”
As soon as she said this, Wen Li’s expression instantly stiffened.
“Who’s joking.”
Fu Qian looked at her strangely.
“At your age, it’s normal for elders to press you about marriage during the holidays, aren’t you being too sensitive?”
“Impossible.”
Wen Li’s head shook like a rattle-drum, insisting on her own judgment.
“I understand my father and my aunt; they’re definitely not like this normally.”
“They’ve always respected my opinions, but this time the communication was almost completely cut off, unimaginably stubborn.”
“The first day I went back was calm enough, but right after that, I got into a fierce argument with my father because I wouldn’t follow his arrangements; something really felt off.”
A fierce argument, that was indeed imaginable.
Looking at Wen Li’s troubled face, Fu Qian made a mental note.
Even someone as careful about propriety as Brother Butler dared to boldly bring up the topic of marriage before I even met Wen Xiuxian, which indicates that in his judgment, too many people knew, and there was simply no need for secrecy.
“So you used me as a shield?”
“… I’m truly very sorry about that.”
As Fu Qian started to hold her accountable, Wen Li smiled bitterly again.
“My father was pushing too hard; there was no way to cope without using that excuse, and I also wanted to bring them to Shangjing, so…”
Uh-huh.
Faced with Wen Li’s anxious justification, Fu Qian hummed a sound but did not continue to quarrel with her.
“Could it be that your aunt is planning to have another child, worried about you affecting the inheritance rights, and thus prompting your father to marry you off quickly?”
After pondering once more, Fu Qian offered another explanation.
“You’ve been watching too many soap operas…”
Wen Li was already on the verge of despair.
“Just joking; but you’re a Fifth Phase Transcendent, aren’t mortals like them easy to handle?”
“It’s not really, and that’s actually why I’m so nervous.”
Wen Li’s brows were tightly furrowed, looking quite worried.
“But for some reason, they have a strong resistance to my abilities.”
“Resistance?”
“Yes, as soon as I stop influencing them, they quickly return to their original state.”
Interesting!
Wen Xiuxian and Zhuang Xinyu were undoubtedly ordinary mortals, there was no question about it.
For Wen Li, this was more than just a blow of a lower dimension.
Fu Qian thought for a bit, then pointed at Wen Li’s ear.
“Why do you only wear one earring?”
Huh?
This abrupt question made Wen Li, who had caught on, look terrified.
He actually noticed a woman’s jewelry, even realizing that one side was missing?
“This… it’s supposed to have only one stud.”
She subconsciously touched her left ear.
There was an emerald earring encrusted with shattered diamonds, sparkling on the plump white lobe.
“This is a little gift my father gave me after I went home.”
Is that so?
Fu Qian stared at it for a few seconds.
“It has the aura of a Transcendent item, Old Master Wen must have spent quite a bit of money, right?”
“You can tell?”
Wen Li, who had been feeling embarrassed by Fu Qian’s attention, now perked up.
“My father stumbled upon it by chance; although it’s not of high rank, it has the effect of stabilizing the mind. He considered some troubles brought by my abilities and bought it for me, and I really like the design.”
“You think there’s something wrong with this thing?”
As Wen Li spoke, she suddenly realized with a bit of a shock.
“No discoveries yet.”
Fu Qian shook his head honestly, as he truly had not felt anything uncomfortable about the item so far.
But as a professional, using the process of elimination is a basic quality.
“Actually, I had considered this possibility before, but my father had purchased it a long time before I returned home. Logically, if there really were any side effects, they should not have just started now.”
“Moreover, I have worn it for the past two days and found that the effects are consistent with the description.”
As Wen Li spoke, she had already taken off the earring and was holding it in her palm.
“My mood has indeed become much calmer.”
…
“Little Li, do you and Mr. Fang have time for lunch together?”
At this moment, a knock sounded from outside, and Zhuang Xinyu’s voice came in.
Truly anxious!
Fu Qian exchanged a glance with Wen Li, who looked helpless.
Wen Li’s aunt had impeccable tone and manners, but at the end of the day, in such a short time, she had come over eagerly to call them, clearly exuding a hint of restlessness.
“Yes, we’ll be right there.”
Seeking confirmation with a glance at Fu Qian, only after the latter nodded silently did Wen Li respond aloud.
“Mr. Fang.”
After ensuring that Zhuang Xinyu had left satisfied, Wen Li turned to Fu Qian and quietly made a plea.
“Later, I hope you can cooperate a little to help stabilize their emotional state.”
“Also, I didn’t tell them about your true rank because I was worried it might scare them.”
“Understood.”
Confident in his abilities, Fu Qian snapped his fingers in response to Miss Wen’s request.
“Don’t worry, I’m a professional.”
…
When the two arrived at the restaurant, Wen Xiuxian and his wife were already seated and waiting.
All unrelated people had been sent away, and around these two silent parents, the atmosphere was undeniably tense.
“Mr. Fang, please take a seat.”
After the previous exchange, Wen Xiuxian seemed to have little desire to talk, while Zhuang Xinyu, pressing his hand, greeted Fu Qian with a smile.
“How was your talk with Little Li? We’re not really that old-fashioned – feel free to ask anything.”
Is that so…
Fu Qian glanced at Wen Li and noticed her eyes full of entreaty. He nodded slightly and cleared his throat.
“I wonder how much the son-in-law stipend is calculated here?”
What I’m best at is helping people stabilize high blood pressure.
…
After Fu Qian’s question, the whole space seemed to freeze.
Not until a clang echoed, as Wen Xiuxian’s palm hit the table, flipping over a bowl of fine stew.
The emotional fluctuation was indeed exaggerated, like accidentally tweaking the wrong coefficient in a game.
Looking at Old Master Wen’s face turning Qing, Fu Qian silently made his assessment.
What Wen Li said was true.
“Mr. Fang, please don’t joke. We are serious…”
Zhuang Xinyu was the last to come to her senses, the smile on her face dissolving, as fake as if it had been pasted on.
“Humph! Avoiding the key issue, I knew it was all just empty talk!”
Unfortunately, the man opposite her, Fu Qian, was not appreciative and abruptly stood up.
“If that’s the Wen Family’s attitude, I’d rather not stay!”
Amid three pairs of frightened eyes, Fu Qian shook his nonexistent sleeves and left the table indignantly.
…
Not a word could be uttered in the living room until Fu Qian exited the door.
Having made his way unobstructed outside, Fu Qian found a secluded spot to remove his mask.
The warehouse quickly came into view, and without hesitation, he picked up a black leather-covered notebook from the table.
The sequence of events was basically clear, but it was obvious that even Miss Wen, the person involved, could not understand where the problem lay.
That is to say, in her eyes, all the deeply believed facts had formed an unsolvable puzzle.
In such a situation, it was undoubtedly fitting to write a diary entry for some self-reflection.