Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 686: Greasy King, President Fu

Chapter 686: Chapter 686: Greasy King, President Fu

Fu Shiyan looked disappointed, "So I misunderstood? But Lili’s rejection was so blunt, isn’t it too hurtful?"

Xia Xin: "..."

He felt that if he died one day, it would definitely be because he was greased to death by Fu Shiyan.

Why so greasy?

Fu Shiyan himself was very abstinent and had a cold demeanor.

Why did he become so greasy whenever he dealt with the ancestors?

Xia Xin was almost suffocated.

He wanted to take a quick shower to de-grease himself.

Jiangli almost choked as well, giving a dry laugh and pulling Xia Xin, "President Fu, you’re too kind, too kind. We’ll step out now, and we’ll be back soon."

Having said that, she hurriedly dragged Xia Xin out.

Qing Yue, who had been drinking tea on the side, suddenly stood up and followed them out.

Fu Shiyan glanced at him but didn’t say anything. He turned around only to meet Duan Jianchuan’s indescribable look.

Fu Shiyan raised an eyebrow, "What?"

Duan Jianchuan pursed his lips slightly, speaking with a look of unspeakable emotions, "Third brother, where did you learn those flirting techniques? So oily, even the guys in our military aren’t that greasy."

Fu Shiyan paused slightly, "Is it that greasy?"

He picked up a book from the table behind him, "Isn’t the male lead in this book written like that?"

Duan Jianchuan glanced at the cover, almost spitting out his drink.

"The President’s Delicate Wife Runs with the Ball––"

Seeing this eye-searing book title, Duan Jianchuan just wanted to ask Fu Shiyan who had poisoned him so much as to believe in such novels!

Fu Shiyan was still studying it seriously, flipping open the book, "Isn’t this good?"

Duan Jianchuan covered his forehead, somewhat unable to bear looking straight at it.

He held back and then said with difficulty, "Third brother, for the matter of flirting, you can ask Wen Zishu. Although he’s scum, he... actually knows how to date."

Fu Shiyan looked up at him, "How do you know?"

Duan Jianchuan: "..."

Wasn’t it obvious that Wen Zishu is a scumbag in relationships?

...

Jiangli took Xia Xin out of the Fu Family’s old house, just about to have Xia Xin call for a car, when a voice came from behind.

"Abbot, are you headed downtown? How about I give you a lift?"

When Jiangli heard the voice, she turned around and saw Qing Yue throwing a flirtatious wink.

Qing Yue jingled the car keys in his hand, "It just so happens I have a pretty decent car, quite convenient."

Jiangli cocked an eyebrow, not yet speaking.

Qing Yue added another line, "This place is too remote, not easy to get a cab, and I suppose the Abbot doesn’t want to walk all the way to the city center, right?"

Jiangli stared at Qing Yue for a few seconds.

It was evident that this old fox, Qing Yue, definitely had something up his sleeve.

Jiangli smiled faintly but didn’t refuse, "Well, they say only a fool would pass up a good deal, so please, lead the way."

Qing Yue also smiled, walked over with the car keys, opened a flashy red car nearby, and gestured invitingly, "Abbot, please."

Jiangli smiled slightly, walked over, and calmly sat in the car.

Xia Xin, upon seeing this, immediately followed suit and hopped into the car.

Qing Yue, noticing they had all entered the back seat, simply arched an eyebrow with a smile, then opened the driver’s door and settled himself in.

As Qing Yue closed the door, he asked, "Does the Abbot wish to go to the Wei Family?"

Jiangli hummed in acknowledgment.

Qing Yue inquired, "The address for the Wei Family?"

"Wutong Avenue, Jindi Royal," Xia Xin heard and immediately provided the address.

Qing Yue, looking at them through the rearview mirror with his eyes curling into a smile, stepped on the accelerator, and the car immediately shot out like an arrow slipping its string.

Xia Xin, unprepared, was jostled and almost hit his head.

He panicked, grabbing at everything he could, about to ask Qing Yue why he hadn’t even given a heads up when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Jiangli, still sitting there unaffected and serene.

The words he’d intended to speak were promptly quelled.