Chapter 112: Chapter 112: The Ancestral Patriarch Says This Child Can Be Dealt With
Jiangli: “Everything went smoothly, thanks a lot to President Fu.”
Fu Shiyan, upon hearing Jiangli’s voice message, curved his lips into a smile, “If you encounter any troubles in the future, Abbot, feel free to come to me.”
Jiangli, upon hearing his response, sighed in admiration: “What a pleasant voice, and he’s such an exceptionally sensible kid, this is a friend worth keeping.”
He really wanted to ask if the old ancestor had forgotten that the age on his ID card was now even younger than theirs.
However, he didn’t have the guts to say it.
Jiangli sent back a thank you, adding, “This time I owe you a favor. I’ll go do something for you tomorrow, I can give you a discount, or if you run into any trouble in the future, you can come to me anytime, free of charge.”
Fu Shiyan chuckled upon receiving her reply and accepted the offer.
The two weren’t close friends, so they didn’t chat much.
Jiangli then put away his phone.
Seeing that she hadn’t replied, Fu Shiyan knew the conversation was over and he set down his phone.
“That, uh…” Wen Zishu, who was sitting across from him, saw Fu Shiyan’s smiling face and felt goose bumps all over, warily asking, “Third Brother, what did the Abbot say to make you so happy?”
Fu Shiyan had his earphones in, so Wen Zishu hadn’t heard a word of Jiangli’s message.
At that, Fu Shiyan took off his earphones, looked up at him and asked, “Why should I tell you?”
“No, Third Brother, it was me who ran around on errands, helping you out! Third Brother, we should be generous and can’t burn bridges after we cross them!” Wen Zishu grabbed Fu Shiyan’s hand and pleaded bitterly.
Fu Shiyan withdrew his hand and picked up a wet napkin to wipe it off.
Seeing this, Wen Zishu was so irritated his nose almost got bent out of shape.
“Third Brother, Third Brother, is that polite?! Aren’t we good brothers? Is this how you treat me?”
Fu Shiyan watched his act and said with a light smile, “We didn’t talk about much, just her thanking me.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Zishu got even more indignant, “Why though? It was obviously me who ran the errands. Didn’t the Abbot thank me?”
Fu Shiyan glanced at him, “Do I need to thank you?”
He emphasized the word “you.”
Wen Zishu shuddered, forcing a laugh, “Actually, that’s not necessary…”
Fu Shiyan just smiled slightly.
Wen Zishu immediately stood up, “Well, Third Brother, I’ve got something on. I’m meeting friends for a social gathering, so I’ll be off!”
After saying that, he was ready to sneak away quickly.
Fu Shiyan casually said, “Be careful when you go, don’t stir up any unwanted romantic trouble.”
Wen Zishu nodded repeatedly and ran out of Fu Shiyan’s office, his forehead sweating.
Standing in front of the elevator, Wen Zishu wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking to himself that Third Brother was becoming more and more intimidating.
But then again, just a thank you from Jiangli had made Third Brother so happy, his smile so radiant…
Indeed, is the nature of mankind to be hypocritical?
He treats me with a cold shoulder but greets the Abbot with a smile!
Wen Zishu hummed to himself, never having imagined that Third Brother would also be the type to place love before friendship!
In the car, Jiangli suddenly sneezed.
Xia Xin, out of concern, asked, “Ancestor, you’re not coming down with a cold, are you?” As soon as he finished, he suddenly remembered that Jiangli might not understand and added, “Or do you have a chill?”
Jiangli touched his nose, “Shouldn’t be, I can’t catch a cold or get a headache.”
Xia Xin: “……Why, doesn’t everybody get sick from time to time?”
Jiangli glanced at him, “You could think of it as if I have a Vajra-Indestructible Body.”
Xia Xin’s eyes widened.
Zhang Meijuan asked in astonishment, “Is there really such a thing as a Vajra-Indestructible Body?”