Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 888: President Fu’s Thousand-Layer Scheme Strikes Again

Chapter 888: Chapter 888: President Fu’s Thousand-Layer Scheme Strikes Again

Jiangli knew that under normal circumstances, this expression shouldn’t appear on Fu Shiyan’s face.

So, Fu Shiyan must have been drunk.

She didn’t entangle too much with a drunk, fetched some water from outside, and helped Fu Shiyan take his medicine with the water.

Fortunately, after taking the medicine, Fu Shiyan fell asleep and didn’t continue his cute drunk antics.

Jiangli heaved a sigh of relief, put the water glass down, and quietly left Fu Shiyan’s room.

However, not long after she left, the sleeping Fu Shiyan opened his eyes, his gaze clear and sober, nothing like the state of a hangover.

Looking at the water glass and the hangover cure on the bedside table, Fu Shiyan curved his lips.

On the other side.

Qing Yue and Duan Jianchuan were sharing a room.

The two of them were facing each other, holding the hotel’s deck of cards, playing a game.

Who knew what was so interesting about their game.

Qing Yue apparently felt bored too, threw his cards aside, "I’m done playing."

Duan Jianchuan also breathed a sigh of relief, "Do you think I wanted to play with you?"

He hurriedly put away the poker cards.

Qing Yue pouted, "With your poker face, who wants to play cards with you?"

Duan Jianchuan said coldly, "Neither do I. If it weren’t for the fact that Third Brother wouldn’t let us go out, do you think I’d want to play cards with you?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Yue snorted, "Third Brother really is different now."

Duan Jianchuan thought, isn’t he?

Earlier, they’d watched Fu Shiyan send a voice message to deceive Jiangli.

After fooling the Abbot, Fu Shiyan went to the front desk to get a bottle of alcohol, pouring it all over himself, making it seem like he’d soaked in a vat of wine.

At that time, Duan Jianchuan had a face full of question marks and just one thought in his mind.

That was: Is this even possible?

Watching Fu Shiyan prepare, he wanted to ask, what book had Third Brother been reading lately to learn and improve so quickly!

Thinking this, he asked.

And Fu Shiyan pulled out a book, the Male Pity Playbook. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

At that moment, Duan Jianchuan thought: I’m outdated.

He really wanted to ask, who invented these books.

They are just too brilliant.

However, before he could ask, Fu Shiyan told him and Qing Yue to stay in their room, and not to go out tonight no matter what, even if something happened.

Duan Jianchuan and Qing Yue, having witnessed Fu Shiyan’s genius moves, felt wide awake.

He could only pull Qing Yue to play cards.

The more they played, the more bored they got.

Now, Duan Jianchuan was curious about what was happening with Third Brother and the Abbot.

Could it be that Third Brother wanted to pretend to be drunk and do something he shouldn’t?

The more Duan Jianchuan thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

What good thing could those books teach Fu Shiyan?

Most likely, they’re all bad influences!

But...

Jiangli is no ordinary person.

In the end, it’s likely Third Brother will be the one kicked out of bed.

With this thought, Duan Jianchuan became even more curious.

Seeing him sitting there, lost in thought, Qing Yue smirked, "Old Duan, are you thinking about going to Third Brother’s room too?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Jianchuan immediately put on a stern face, "I’m not, and I advise you not to either. Or else, if the King of Hell fights, it will be the little ghost, you, who dies."

Qing Yue pouted, "I don’t think so. Do you really think Third Brother will do anything? Stop speculating. He wouldn’t dare lay a finger on her, let alone himself. He wouldn’t dare do anything until things are clear."

Duan Jianchuan wanted to argue, but thinking about it, Qing Yue had a point.

Third Brother does value the Abbot quite a bit.

With this thought, Duan Jianchuan’s mood calmed down.

Well, there’ll probably be no drama to watch tomorrow.

Seeing his regretful face, Qing Yue teased, "I feel like, old Duan, you’ve been hanging out with Wen Zishu too much and have become just as gossipy as him."

[Mini Theatre:

Author: Fu, you fox—

Jiangli: No matter how much I try, I can’t escape Fu’s schemes

Fu: (*￣︶￣)]

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