Qi Tingsong watched Qin Budu and Shi Xi talking intimately, almost twisting the doorknob off, wishing he could smash Qin Budu flat with the door.
This old man is even more of an eyesore than that old bastard Ruan Jingshan.
"Xiao Chu." He slowly walked to Shi Xi's side, looked at Qin Budu who hadn't had time to withdraw his hand, and his gaze darkened.
Feigning surprise, he asked, "Immortal Master Qin is here too?"
He asked the question in a pretentious manner, then subtly separated Shi Xi from Qin Budu.
"This is my room," Qin Budu said calmly.
"So that's how it is." Qi Tingsong looked at Shi Xi. "Then what are you doing here, Xiao Chu?"
"..." Shi Xi felt a little sweaty when faced with Qi Tingsong's question.
Even though Qi Tingsong spoke politely and Qin Budu's expression was perfectly normal, he felt as if the two were about to fight at any moment, even if it was just his imagination.
"I carried him in." Sensing Shi Xi's predicament, Qin Budu offered to help.
"No wonder," Qi Tingsong said. "That explains why we couldn't find them."
Unable to bear the suffocating atmosphere any longer, Shi Xi coughed.
"I'm going to the restroom."
"You two talk."
After saying that, he left the room, leaving the two main characters alone.
Only after Shi Xi's figure disappeared from sight did Qi Tingsong turn his head and look at Qin Budu, "Immortal Master Qin really cares deeply for Xiao Chu."
Qin Budu frowned slightly. He could sense that Qi Tingsong's hostility towards him was much stronger than before he fell into a deep sleep.
He ignored Qi Tingsong's provocation and simply asked, "What did you see in your dream?"
"It's none of your business." Qi Tingsong had no intention of telling him.
After saying that, Qi Tingsong left.
Qin Budu sensed his attitude and could guess that the dream was most likely related to him, and not only him, but perhaps also Shi Xi.
Moreover... the seal on Qi Tingsong's body seems to have loosened again.
Why did the backlash come so quickly...?
...
After Shi Xi finished, she came out of the bathroom but did not return to her room.
Instead, they went into the living room, waiting for the two main characters to finish their conversation before going back together.
He stood there in the corner of the living room. Perhaps because of what happened in the basement, the feng shui masters treated him much better, and even came over to say hello before leaving.
Upon seeing this, Qin Budu's assistant quickly came over, stood directly in front of Shi Xi, and quietly introduced each person to him who was on the other side.
Looking at her assistant, Shi Xi felt like she was being called out by her parents to greet visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year.
After seeing off another feng shui master, Shi Xi noticed that a somewhat familiar-looking man sitting on the sofa glanced at him again, prompted by his assistant's reminder.
"...?" What's wrong with this person? Why is he secretly watching him?
Shi Xi was puzzled.
"Alright, most of the people have left."
The assistant waved his hand and then said to Shi Xi, "I'm going to get some water."
"Okay." Shi Xi rubbed her face, which was almost stiff from smiling, and obediently agreed.
Just after the assistant left, the man sitting on the sofa stood up and walked towards Shi Xi, who was puzzled.
"Hello, I'm Ning Zhimao," the man suddenly introduced himself.
“…Hello.” Shi Xi nodded to him.
He assumed the other person was also saying goodbye, but to his surprise, the man said again—
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean any harm when I said that."
"I know." Shi Xi nodded nonchalantly. "You should have noticed that I sensed something back then."
"...But what did you encounter in your dream?" Shi Xi couldn't help but ask.
He is not from this world, so he has no desires. Shi Xi guessed that this was also the reason why Sui Sui would get involved.
“Everyone’s dreams are different.” Ning Zhimao looked at Shi Xi, his eyes slightly evasive, his ears red. “I didn’t dream about anything.”
He never expected to have such a dream.
Shi Xi wasn't stupid; judging from his expression, she could roughly guess what kind of dream it was.
"Yes." Shi Xi chuckled softly, her face full of understanding. "You didn't dream about anything."
"I have something to do, I'll be going now."
Upon hearing Shi Xi's words, Ning Zhimao hurriedly handed him a business card and then quickly left.
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