Chapter 879: Chapter 877 Loophole Chapter 879: Chapter 877 Loophole Hm?
Lady Cecilia’s answer made Tan Ying frown slightly, but she didn’t think too much of it at the time.
“I’m envious just hearing about it!”
The next moment she sighed deeply, her tone filled with genuine emotion.
“But you really are in high spirits, to be able to enjoy yourself in one place for so long.”
“Only the first day was.”
At these words, Cecilia shook her head again.
“After that, I was just waiting there.”
Exactly!
Fu Qian diverted his gaze from the blood-stained walls of the hospital room back to his client.
Over a month, and the timing matched perfectly with the message he had received from this person.
“Waiting there, waiting for what–”
Tan Ying asked instinctively, then immediately turned her head sharply towards Fu Qian.
Could it really be… waiting for the chance to meet with this consultant?
That would be too exaggerated!
Tan Ying felt her throat become rather dry.
This was no longer a matter of maintaining composure.
Over a month, it was like waiting to be granted an audience with the Emperor in the Capital City.
“Yes.”
Cecilia confirmed her guess, followed by a deep look at Fu Qian, her lips curling into a slight smile.
“It’s because my advisor has not replied to my messages.”
…
If it had been just moments ago, Tan Ying might have interpreted that demeanor as being smitten or something similar, but now, combining it with Lady Cecilia’s words, she found it somewhat chilling.
The spot where the three of them stood was typical of a horror movie hospital room.
A messy bed, shredded restraints, bloodstains, and letters on the walls, and even traces that suggested someone had crawled over them.
For such standard horror elements, Tan Ying had initially been indifferent, but now suddenly she felt a chill.
Cecilia, whom she was holding onto, seemed to notice her stiffness too, but said nothing, just smiling at her.
Trying to avoid that gaze, Tan Ying looked around and unexpectedly tripped over something.
Ah~
The scream that once echoed through a haunted house made a comeback.
She jumped up almost instantly, taking two steps back, nearly stepping on Fu Qian’s foot.
Without much thought due to urgency, she immediately grabbed Fu Qian’s arm.
Was this the classic scene from a walkthrough of a haunted house with someone of the opposite sex?
Fu Qian observed the scene calmly.
It was a pity, though, that Tan Ying’s hand wasn’t trembling as much as her voice; that would have been more perfect.
“That, that is…”
Tan Ying was quite involved now as she pointed to where she’d just been standing.
In the shadow of the bed, a withered arm had seemingly reached out, covered in various syringes.
She had nearly tripped over this thing just a moment ago.
Of course, although it looked real, a closer inspection would reveal it was just a model.
Tan Ying took a couple of deep breaths, quickly stabilizing her emotions.
“Sorry.”
However, she still didn’t let go of Fu Qian’s arm; instead, she drew even closer.
“No problem, shall we change locations?”
Fu Qian shook his head, speaking while still looking at his client.
“Alright.”
Cecilia appeared to have no objections, elegantly following along.
“What in the world is going on with this…?”
As Tan Ying led the way, pulling Fu Qian along and surveying this sight of a woman in a long dress walking out from a bloodied hospital room, she finally found an opportunity to quietly ask.
“Good acting.”
Fu Qian praised in the same low volume.
It was clear that this was the purpose of Tan Ying’s performance just now–to subtly extricate herself from Cecilia’s side and then come over to ask this question.
“My customers are a bit obsessive.”
Fu Qian then pointed to his head.
“And my reputation is too good, the queue is a bit long.”
…Is this really a matter of obsession?
And why do I remember that apart from a few no-shows, you’ve been goofing off with Young Master Qin and the others quite a bit?
Tan Ying naturally wouldn’t believe such nonsense and couldn’t help but grit her teeth as she glared at him.
“What are you two talking about?”
However, at this moment, Cecilia had already come over, her tone curious.
“We’re talking about how daring you are.”
Tan Ying was momentarily speechless, while Fu Qian said with a smiling demeanor.
“…My daring is not that great, on the contrary, Tan Ying, has been much calmer than me along the way.”
Cecilia glanced at Tan Ying.
“Are you laughing at me?”
Tan Ying couldn’t stay quiet and tried to adjust her expression, asking reproachfully.
“How could that be, I’m just telling the truth.”
But Cecilia sighed, looking around.
The three of them had now arrived at a winding corridor.
“People always have their limits, even if they know everything is fake, they still can’t completely control their emotions.”
This remark seemed to have an implied meaning?
Tan Ying listened and frowned slightly, that strange feeling she had at first came back.
“I didn’t scare you, did I?”
As she pondered, she heard Cecilia ask another question.
“Ah? Why would you?”
After a reflexive denial, Tan Ying suddenly paused.
Linking this question with the previous statement, it felt quite bizarre!
And what could she have done to frighten me?
Tan Ying’s first reaction was to look up at Fu Qian.
“Advisor Fu?”
Unexpectedly, Cecilia also looked over at the same time.
“A little.”
And facing the dual scrutiny, Fu Qian thought for a bit and then nodded.
“Your performance made me feel like I should refund the consultant fee.”
…
This statement only made Tan Ying’s mind more muddled, but after Cecilia paused for a moment, she actually let out a string of laughter.
The laughter was gentle and warm, without a hint of panic.
It was just unfortunate that in this setting, it seemed somewhat out of place.
Fu Qian even noticed that some staff members originally prepared to spook people hesitated in their actions.
“How could that be?”
After a short while, Cecilia finally stopped laughing and seriously looked at Fu Qian.
“For a long time, only communicating with Advisor Fu made me feel somewhat intrigued.”
“So when you received my reply, was your mood bad or not?”
Faced with the acknowledgment, Fu Qian just nodded and then asked a strange question.
“…That’s a good question.”
Cecilia suddenly fell silent for a moment before finally speaking.
“Most of the time, my mood was good.”
“At first, I thought I had finally found a loophole and gave you all a challenge, and happily watched everyone scramble to fix it.”
“And then, when I received your message after many days, though I felt a brief disappointment, it quickly turned into greater expectations–to meet you in person.”
“I want to see, after such a long effort, what the actor you finally present will look like, how they will guide me, so overall, I should still be happier…”
Her voice betrayed no emotion, but as she spoke unhurriedly, Tan Ying’s expression grew increasingly unseemly.
At one moment, she turned her head towards Fu Qian, her delicate lips moving to form two syllables.
“Truman?”