Chapter 215: 215 【Look, your fiancée seems to have gone stupid.】

215 【Look, your fiancée seems to have gone stupid.】

Standing opposite Li Ru Nian was a man whom Tushan Jiu also found somewhat familiar; he was a friend of her second paternal uncle.

She had previously thought his eyebrows and eyes resembled those of her second paternal uncle, but she remembered that back then he wore black-rimmed glasses; now that the glasses were off, the resemblance was even more obvious.

Tushan Jiu gave her a slight smile, did not go over to greet her, turned and entered the private room with Bai Yu.

Wen Zhuoyi was telling Li Ru Nian about tomorrow's school festival schedule when he didn't hear her response; he turned his head following her gaze and asked, 'What are you looking at?'

Li Ru Nian snapped out of her daze, 'Oh, nothing, let's go.'

She withdrew her gaze and continued walking outward, 'Just now you said there was a classmate gathering tonight; I suddenly feel a bit unwell and want to go rest, so I won't go—you go ahead and explain to everyone for me.'

Wen Zhuoyi frowned, concerned: 'Where do you feel unwell? Should we go to the hospital?'

Li Ru Nian shook her head: 'It's fine, no need.'

Wen Zhuoyi: 'I'll see you off.'

'Okay, thank you.'

Hearing her say thank you to him, a flicker of loss passed through Wen Zhuoyi's eyes.

He gave a self-deprecating smile, took a deep breath, 'Wait a moment, I forgot to take the keys; I'll go get them.'

'Alright, I'll wait for you in the parking lot first.'

'It's cold outside; just wait for me at the door, I'll drive the car over in a moment.' After saying that, Wen Zhuoyi turned and headed back to the private room where they had just eaten.

Just as he passed the direction Li Ru Nian had been looking, he happened to see the waiter opening the door.

He instinctively glanced inside.

When he saw Tushan Jiu sitting directly facing the private room door, he froze for a moment.

He finally understood why Li Ru Nian, who had been perfectly fine during the meal earlier, suddenly felt unwell and wanted to go home.

Wen Zhuoyi's hand curled up slightly, but soon went limp as he lifted his foot and continued walking forward.

The door closed.

Inside the private room, Tushan Jiu glanced toward the door.

Suddenly, a claw appeared before her, swaying twice.

Bai Yu: 'What are you looking at? If I'm not mistaken, that young man just now was the Wen family's little son, Wen Zhuoyi.'

Tushan Jiu shifted her gaze to Bai Yu and nodded: 'Mm, that's him.'

Do you know him? Has the Wen family also borrowed swords from your family?

Tushan Jiu shook her head: 'No, he's a friend of my second paternal uncle.'

'So that's how he's connected to your Tu Shan family.' Bai Yu retracted his hand, crossed it over his chest, and clicked his tongue, 'Really it's him, but I really can't fathom why he'd forsake the family business to be an assistant to some obscure little painter—how incomprehensible is that?'

Tushan Jiu tilted her head: 'Aren't you the same? You give up the family business to go become a celebrity.'

'That's called a dream, and I'm actually doing pretty well now—how is that like him, who's simply wasting great opportunities!' Bai Yu lifted his chin.

Furthermore, I've heard that the female painter's claim to fame was a work from the series titled 《Nian Wen》, created when she had just graduated from college; it supposedly appeared in a youth magazine and won many awards back then, but afterward she seemed to vanish, never producing another good work, and now it's said she plans to switch to fashion design and stop touching a paintbrush.

Bai Yu told Tushan Jiu the information he knew.

Tushan Jiu sipped her juice silently, listening without a word, thinking, 'This young lady is also a rare deeply emotional person; if this continues, her obsession could turn demonic—she's still a painter, and her creations are easily targeted by some spirits.'

Under the rules of the Yin-Yang Order, the dead must not interfere in mortal affairs, nor may they return to the Yang realm to appear before people; especially since the Tu Shan family holds a significant position below, many eyes are watching, so they must lead by example.

This is also why, after the debt-sword bearers go to the underworld, they no longer borrow swords.

Just like last time, when the Five Direction Ghost Emperors wanted to borrow swords, they could only turn to Tushan Jiu.

So that's why her second paternal uncle, Tu Shan Wen, came up to find her, asking her to borrow a sword to dispel Li Ru Nian's obsession.

But from her perspective right now, this obsession really isn't that easy to dispel.

There's no misunderstanding, no regret—she just hasn't forgotten; how can it be dispelled?

Tushan Jiu was lost in thought, while Bai Yu caught a whiff of gossip and asked her, 'You said you came here to run an errand for your second paternal uncle—could it be that you're actually here to look for Wen Zhuoyi?'

'Wen, Zhuoyi.' Tushan Jiu muttered to herself, then her eyes lit up.

Yeah, since the Li Ru Nian side is a dead end, let's try from Wen Zhuoyi's side.

They say time is the best cure; Li Ru Nian has thought of her second paternal uncle for years, while Wen Zhuoyi has accompanied her for years.

But he knows Li Ru Nian hasn't forgotten her second paternal uncle, so he plans to silently accompany her until she moves on, then confess.

But for someone whose heart is already locked, waiting for her to unlock it herself could take till the year of the monkey and horse—maybe she'll never get her wish in this lifetime.

This lock needs to be pried open.

However, being cautious, she didn't want to mismark the mandarin duck ledger, so she did a finger calculation.

As her finger tapped twice, the corner of Tushan Jiu's mouth gradually rose.

But then she sighed, realizing that she couldn't calculate for herself; otherwise, given her second paternal uncle's personality, even if he liked her, he wouldn't end up with Li Ru Nian.

Bai Yu saw her muttering to herself, calculating now and then, laughing and sighing intermittently; he silently picked up his phone and recorded a short video to send to Xie Shiyu.

Bai Yu: 【Look, your fiancée seems to have gone stupid.】

Xie Shiyu: 【Aren't you not wearing a mask?】

Bai Yu: 【???】

Xie Shiyu: 【My Jiujiu must have been infected by you.】

Bai Yu: 【...... Goodbye then.】

After Tushan Jiu had an idea, she stopped thinking about it.

After she came to, she saw Bai Yu toss his phone onto the table, his face full of indignation.

She asked him, 'What's wrong?'

Bai Yu opened his mouth to tattle, but then realized and snapped it shut.

This foul-smelling couple are in cahoots!

The entrance to the Yunshui Bay closed-off residential area in Yi City.

Wen Zhuoyi parked the car at the roadside parking spot, turned his head and saw Li Ru nian still in a daze; he pursed his lips, looked for a moment, then softly said: "Ru nian, we've arrived."

Li Ru nian snapped out of her thoughts; upon looking out the car window, she saw the gate of her own residential complex. She reached to undo her seat belt, saying: "I'll head back first, you drive back slowly......"

She lifted her head and saw Wen Zhuoyi turn off the car engine, and he likewise undid his seat belt.

"I'll see you to the unit entrance; I'm not at ease with you like this." Wen Zhuoyi said.

Li Ru nian glanced at him: "No need, you go back early; there's a class reunion tonight."