The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid-Chapter 78 - : Kyoto Museum

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Kyoto Museum

Seeing Song Xiao, Miss Ade quickly let go of Qin Yu’s hand and ran down the stairs. “Song Ma, you’re here so early?”

Song Ma’s serious face softened at Miss Ade’s smile, and she said in a gentle voice, “As soon as I received the dispatch, I came over right away. Does Miss Ade want her hair done today?”

Miss Ade nodded vigorously, excitedly saying, “I want to try braiding my hair in a herringbone braid again.”

Watching the young girl foolishly smiling at someone else, Qin Yu always felt it was jarring. He took her wrist and headed toward the dining room.

“Hey, I haven’t finished talking yet.”

Miss Ade called to him while frequently looking back. Seeing Song Ma following, she felt at ease and glared at Qin Yu’s back, annoyed. Being not tall enough, she could only see the back of his head even when looking up.

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After settling down in the dining room, Miss Ade asked him why he had pulled her away. Qin Yu, with an elegant posture, ate his breakfast and replied indifferently, “It’s getting late, don’t you have to go out?”

This startled Miss Ade, who quickly checked the time. The antique wall clock showed it was only half-past eight, and there were three hours left before her appointment with Su Qingtong. There was clearly plenty of time.

She could see he had done it on purpose, but Miss Ade didn’t want to lose her temper with him, as she knew she needed his approval to go out.

After observing for a few days, Miss Ade realized this super big house was actually built on an island in the middle of a lake, surrounded by clear blue waters and lush green mountains. The scenery was beautiful and serene, devoid of people, giving a sense of isolation from the world.

The main thing was, she couldn’t find a way out.

Qin Yu didn’t hear the young girl’s complaints and glanced up to see her spooning porridge, her cheeks puffing in and out in a way that showed she was holding back her anger. Good, she was learning to judge the situation.

In the dining room, there was only the faint sound of tableware clinking. Qin Yu ate unhurriedly, while Miss Ade, completely charmed by the deliciousness of the seafood and fish slice porridge, had already forgotten the earlier displeasure.

After breakfast, Qin Yu left for work.

Miss Ade took Song Ma upstairs to braid her hair, but Song Ma didn’t move and said respectfully, “Your personal makeup artist and stylist have already been arranged and can start serving you from today.”

“Can’t you braid my hair?” Miss Ade frowned, feeling disappointed. She liked Song Ma more than others, perhaps because Song Ma was the first person to braid her hair.

Song Ma remained gentle in her demeanor, “Of course I can, but my skills are not very good. I’m afraid you might not like it.”

Miss Ade frowned and, taking her hand, said earnestly, “That’s not true. I really like the braids you do for me.”

In the end, Song Ma couldn’t resist Miss Ade’s insistence and was led upstairs to braid an easy three-strand braid for her, finishing it with a green ribbon. Fresh and pretty.

“It looks so good,” Miss Ade said happily, looking at herself in the mirror.

Song Ma stood behind her with a smile on her face, growing fonder of Miss Ade the more time they spent together. It was no wonder the young master liked such a polite and adorable girl.

Once everything was ready, Miss Ade put her phone and ID card in her backpack and slung it over her shoulder. As she went downstairs, she saw Long Qi and two bodyguards had been waiting for quite some time.

Dressed in a black suit and wearing sunglasses, Long Qi stood in front of the car like a guardian deity. Without seeing his eyes, he gave off an extremely cool aura.

Miss Ade really wanted to ask him, with spring already halfway over, did he not feel hot wearing so much?

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But seeing his icy demeanor, Miss Ade kept her comments to herself, swallowing the words that had reached the tip of her tongue.

After getting into the car, Miss Ade immediately took out her phone and called Su Qingtong to let her know she was on her way.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingtong said she had a sudden emergency and couldn’t accompany her to the museum today.

“Why? Are you okay? Is it something serious?” Miss Ade asked anxiously.

On the highway, Su Qingtong sat in the nanny car, rubbing her brow, and grumbled, “I’m fine, it’s just that the drama I had a cameo in has had some issues, and now they’ve called me back for a reshoot. I’m utterly speechless. I should never have accepted the role in the first place.”

She didn’t want to go for the reshoot, but the production was an S+ major one, the director commanded high status in the entertainment circle, with one call, everyone would respond. Sister Liu said that since she had already offended Wang Qingyi, if she offended the director as well, she might as well pack her bags and officially announce her retirement tomorrow.

Relations in the entertainment industry could be complicated and also simple. In fact, it’s just a bunch of people constantly collaborating in acting and working together. The circle wasn’t that big, and everyone had to give face.

Sister Liu had mentioned that the contract signed at the outset had relevant provisions too; she had to comply with all arrangements of the party A. Moreover, if she didn’t go for the reshoot, there was a high probability her character would be completely cut in the editing stage.

This was something Su Qingtong couldn’t tolerate. If the role she worked so hard on wasn’t broadcast, she would certainly be furious to the point of spitting blood, and what mattered most was that the money hadn’t hit her account yet.

Cursing and swearing, in the end, she could only compromise.

Ah Da busily comforted her, “Don’t worry, you go and take care of it. I can go by myself, I recognize both Little Pink Bottle and Jade Pot, I’m not afraid of not finding them.”

Su Qingtong apologized on the phone, then immediately followed up with detailed instructions about the rules for entering the museum—what not to do, what not to touch—Ah Da took note of each one carefully.

More than two hours later, the car stopped in front of a grand and magnificent building. Long Qi came around to open the car door. Ah Da stuffed her phone into her small backpack and stepped out from the car, her eyes curiously scanning everywhere, finding everything fresh and new.

Due to the reservation’s limited quota, there weren’t many people outside the Kyoto Museum, only three or four people were lined up at the ticket check. Ah Da walked up the stairs, approaching the check-in.

A young and pretty girl, followed by three burly bodyguards, was hard to miss.

As soon as Ah Da got close to the ticket check, the young men and women in line immediately cast evaluating glances her way. Ah Da did not avoid them, smiling back radiantly, her striking beauty leaving people dumbstruck.

Long Qi led the museum staff over and informed Ah Da that she didn’t need to line up and could directly enter through the side door.

“Not line up?”

Ah Da was stunned, holding her phone in her hand, the screen showing the successful booking confirmation Su Qingtong had made for her.

If she didn’t need to line up, then was her booked ticket in vain?

Ah Da fell silent.

Long Qi spoke in a business-like manner, “Third Young Master found out you were visiting the Kyoto Museum and had arranged everything this morning; you don’t need a reservation, and there’s no time limit.”

“Of course, if you prefer to line up, that’s fine too.”

Third Young Master said there was no need to confine her, just to have a good time.

“Then I’ll join the queue.”

Ah Da immediately ran to the back of the line. Since getting out of the car, she had seen everyone going in just scanning their phones on the screen, and she was eager to try it out.

Long Qi and the museum staff stood not far away.

The queue wasn’t long, and soon it was Ah Da’s turn. She clutched her phone and ID card, feeling strangely nervous. She watched every move of the people in front of her and committed it to memory.

Finally, after the boy in front of her went in, it was Ah Da’s turn. She handed her ID to the staff and pointed the phone screen at the scanner, passing the check smoothly.

It was a novelty Ah Da had never experienced before. She turned around and watched for a while before tucking her phone and ID into her small backpack.

The immediate priority was finding Little Pink Bottle and Jade Pot. Ah Da handed the photos Su Qingtong sent her to the museum staff, who immediately led the way upon seeing the reference number.

The lights in the hallway were bright, and the walls on both sides were adorned with all sorts of framed paintings, each accompanied by a textual description. As they proceeded, the decorations on the walls shifted to various ancient scrolls, scholars’ four treasures, each delicate and beautiful, leaving Ah Da marveling at the sight.