Chuanliu followed the receptionist up the stairs until they reached the fifth floor.
Green plants have been added to both sides of the fifth-floor staircase as decoration. Considering everything different in the Qianchuan Mansion, it seems that it is all due to the emergence of a variable.
So what is this variable?
Chuanliu had a sudden thought and said to the receptionist, "Oh dear, I left the things I was going to give to Brother Qian downstairs."
The receptionist looked puzzled. "I didn't see you bring anything with you."
Chuanliu, looking mysterious, whispered to her, "It's an identity tag. I gave it to my bodyguard for protection. I don't know why it's with me. Brother Fangming said that Brother Qian Liu might know whose it is."
Knowing the importance of the ID card, the receptionist quickly said, "Then I'll take you upstairs and then I'll get it myself."
Chuanliu shook his head considerately, "I'm always uneasy when the cards aren't there. Look, it's just the top floor, I can go there myself. You can go down and get the cards and then follow me."
The receptionist nodded respectfully and immediately ran downstairs.
Once the receptionist disappeared from his sight, Chuanliu immediately began searching for her on his floor.
From the moment she saw those changes, she had a feeling...
—Old Feng is right here.
Two servants from the Qian family walked towards us; one was pushing a cleaning cart, and the other was carrying a quilt.
The two whispered to each other, "That guy is so hard to please, he keeps saying he wants to go back."
"Keep your voice down, do you want the boss to hear you?"
"Does the boss owe him money? Why would he let someone bring back such a living ancestor?"
"Who knows? It'll be time for my medicine again soon, and I'll have to put in a lot of effort again."
"He's still refusing to take his medicine?"
"Yes, the other day the boss caught him pretending to take medicine and then secretly spitting it out. He even claimed that the boss was plotting to seize power, saying the medicine was poisoned. Do you know how much one of those pills costs here?!"
As the two were getting into their conversation, they suddenly looked up and saw Chuanliu standing on the stairs, and immediately fell silent.
After they left, Chuanliu immediately walked into the corridor.
At the end of the corridor, as soon as the door opened, warm sunlight immediately shone on her face.
The familiar rocking chair was placed next to the coffee table; the old wooden bookshelf had been transformed into a flower stand, on which various green plants that had just been watered were displayed.
All of this proves that Lao Feng is right here.
Sure enough, the next second, the familiar old man was seen walking unsteadily out of the room.
Old Feng hummed a tune through his nose, holding a miscellaneous book in his hand, looking quite leisurely.
He clearly hadn't expected such a person to appear in the quiet room.
"ah!"
He called out, then squinted and carefully examined the girl.
"you……"
Old Feng's voice was hesitant, as if he was unsure of his judgment.
"It's Xiao Wang! Xiao Wang, you've finally come to see me, waaaaaaah!"
Old Feng pointed at Chuanliu and said with a hint of grievance in his voice, then hugged the latter tightly.
Chuanliu's heart finally settled down; it seemed that Chuanliu hadn't recognized him.
Old Feng is still in the state of being crazy.
This is probably related to what those two people were talking about about taking medicine.
Chuanliu was held tightly by the madman Feng, making it difficult for him to even breathe.
She coughed twice, sounding unwell, which immediately earned her the concern of Crazy Feng.
"I'm sorry, did I hurt you? It's my fault, it's all my fault."
For a moment, the white-bearded old man gave off the feeling of a "helpless teenager".
Chuanliu shook his head, worried that Lao Feng was acting, so he said, "Senior, are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else? I've never seen you before, and your name isn't Xiao Wang."
Crazy Feng's eyes were filled with melancholy. "Don't say anything more. I know you're still angry with me, but I really miss you."
How could I blame you?
Chuanliu comforted Lao Feng and made him sit down, then asked, "You've done so much for me."
Madman Feng nodded repeatedly, "I'm still helping you realize your dream. I've collected a lot of playing cards for you."
Chuanliu's eyes lit up, waiting for Lao Feng to continue.
Unexpectedly, the madman Feng said, "I burned them all for you. Did you receive them over there?"
"Burned, burned?"
Chuanliu's eyes widened as he repeated.
Crazy Feng said happily, "You must have received it. You've forgiven me, right?"
At that moment, Chuanliu suddenly sensed someone walking towards him from behind.
She immediately reverted to her innocent demeanor, "Senior, I really don't know you. You must have mistaken me for someone else."
Madman Feng shook his head frantically, "Impossible! Your face and your voice are so familiar to me, I can't possibly mistake you for someone else..."
"Flowing river".
Qian Chuan's voice came from behind, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger.
Chuanliu turned around and saw Qianchuan and the receptionist she had sent away standing behind her.
She looked at the man with a very apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, Brother Qian, I just got lost."
The receptionist bowed and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Chuanliu, I just went downstairs to find them, and they said you didn't hand over the playing cards to them for safekeeping."
Qian Chuan raised an eyebrow and waited quietly for Chuan Liu's explanation.
If Qian Chuan still can't sense anything is wrong at this point, then he really needs to be sent back for a complete overhaul.
Chuanliu clutched her head, looking pained. She swayed as she leaned against the wall, her body gradually sliding down.
Qian Chuan watched the scene unfold with a nonchalant air, and said jokingly, "If you dare to faint, I'll throw you out of Plum Blossom City before you 'wake up'."
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