The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 856 - 855: The Circular Talisman Card Rolled to Yun Sang’s Feet

Chapter 856: Chapter 855: The Circular Talisman Card Rolled to Yun Sang’s Feet

Xiao Qimo’s smile was very kind.

"..." Ye Jinwen immediately stopped shivering, carefully and aggrieved as if he were moving an ancestor, and carried Lu Mian’s set of audio equipment inside.

Money was not the issue; he simply couldn’t afford to compensate for it.

Actually, these tasks didn’t need the hands of Ye Jinwen or Yun Sang. There was no shortage of servants and workers in the house; they could have easily been hands-off managers.

But everyone knew it was Lu Mian’s matter, so they were especially willing to come help.

Lu Mian, carrying a few books, walked into the villa’s courtyard, entered the living room, and upon reaching her room, finally couldn’t help but turn to look at Xiao Qimo.

The layout and the decoration style were very similar to her home in Wucheng.

Simple and clean, with a black, white, and gray color scheme.

Many small details were also arranged according to her habits.

Xiao Qimo cleared his throat, "Mianmian, isn’t it a coincidence that we both like such similar styles?"

Lu Mian smelled around and indeed, it didn’t seem like it was freshly decorated, which was a surprise.

"Truly fated!"

Ye Jinwen, who knew more about the situation, quietly told Lu Mian while Xiao Qimo went downstairs to move other things.

"During the New Year, Qimo had already finished the renovation here. Who knew you’d go to your cousin’s house on the first day, and then move to the physics tutoring class the next? You didn’t give him a chance to show off at all. Where’s this fate? It’s clearly all planned!"

"..." Lu Mian silently glanced at Ye Jinwen, tossed her black backpack onto the desk, and said softly, "We are indeed fated."

Ye Jinwen: ???

Feeling abused, Ye Jinwen drooped his ears, cleared a space on the desk to help Lu Mian, and felt quite sentimental looking at the limited items in her room.

Lu Mian didn’t have many belongings. Besides a large number of romance novels, there wasn’t a single cheap item.

Some things he only knew the price of after looking them up on Baidu.

Ye Jinwen felt he was a fake rich second generation.

"Little Mianmian, what do you always carry in this bag? Can your brother have a look?"

As he said this, Yun Sang, Xiao Qimo, and Mo Si happened to walk in, each carrying a box of romance novels.

Hearing that sensitive word, both men simultaneously looked at Ye Jinwen.

Did he dare to call himself Lu Mian’s "brother" in front of them?

Mo Si’s gaze was rather sympathetic.

"..."

Shivering, Ye Jinwen knew it was just a slip of the tongue and didn’t dare to call himself ’brother’ anymore.

"May I have the honor to see and learn?"

That’s more like it.

Yun Sang and Xiao Qimo put down the boxes in their hands and reined in the dangerous air around them.

Ye Jinwen had dodged a bullet.

"Mianmian, we’ve moved almost everything. I’ll go down again and have a look," Xiao Qimo was becoming more like Xiao Huazun, liking to be hands-on with anything to do with Lu Mian.

Yun Sang didn’t follow downstairs, curiously circling around Lu Mian’s personal belongings, as if he could understand her better by looking more.

Quietly approaching Ye Jinwen, Mo Si muttered, "Miss Lu’s bag contains many treasures!"

"What kinds?"

"I don’t know... I just feel it."

Lu Mian used her foot to hook a chair over and sat down unconcernedly, her black backpack looking bulgy on the desk, indeed ready to be tidied up.

She pulled the zipper open in one swift move.

Mo Si and Ye Jinwen’s eyes immediately lit up, staring unblinkingly at Lu Mian.

Lu Mian expressionlessly began to take out items one by one.

There were Qimo’s physics notebooks, painkillers with only two pills left, several romance novels, business cards, crumpled paper, a snuff bottle, a wallet, koi fish, cards...

Mo Si’s facial features twisted together.

Miss Lu’s bag was too messy, even containing that kind of crumpled paper, which simply could be tossed into a trash bin without thought.

Meanwhile, Ye Jinwen focused on the casually placed snuff bottle and koi fish on the desk.

He had previously taken an interest in antique appraisals and knew a thing or two.

He supported Mo Si, nearly kneeling down.

Mo Si looked quite composed, and seeing that Lu Mian wasn’t pulling anything else out, appeared rather disappointed.

"Mr. Ye, these are alright, aren’t they."

Is it really that exaggerated?

Ye Jinwen shook his head disdainfully, "You don’t understand."

"?"

"Lu Mian actually stuffed two antiques in her bag just like that..."

Mo Si twitched the corner of his mouth, "Which two?"

"The snuff bottle, and that koi fish."

Mo Si glanced at Lu Mian worriedly, "...She might not know..."

Who treats antiques like this!

"I’m afraid not..."

Lu Mian wasn’t deaf to their conversation, cool as a cucumber, she placed a few seldom-used items casually in a drawer.

And didn’t even lock it.

"Little Mianmian!"

Ye Jinwen, overly excited, walked over and hugged Lu Mian’s black backpack with adoration, "Is this like a treasure box or something?"

His movements a bit exaggerated, the opening of the backpack facing the edge of the table, not yet zipped, something slipped out as he shook it.

The object was round and made a ’ding’ sound as it hit the ground, rolling away.

Yun Sang stepped out from a pile of romance novels boxes and stopped the object with his foot.

Lu Mian’s eyes deepened for a moment.

Ye Jinwen hurriedly retracted his hand apologetically, "Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to..."

Then, he saw that round object continue to roll until it stopped under Yun Sang’s foot.

Yun Sang bent down and casually picked it up.

But as he clearly saw what he had picked up, he froze on the spot.

Lu Mian’s phone rang at just that moment.

Lu Mian quickly pulled the backpack’s zipper, her gaze sweeping over Ye Jinwen neither lightly nor heavily, "I need to take a video call."

The video call was from Fu Yu.

Knowing she was staying at Xiao Qimo’s place, he had called to check out Lu Mian’s living environment.

"Little Uncle."

The man on the other side had clear, warm eyes, "Have you settled everything in?"

"Not yet, my friends just helped me move in."

"Friends?"

Lu Mian then aimed the camera at Ye Jinwen, Mo Si, and Yun Sang, and also gave Fu Yu a tour of her room.

"Oh, Dr. Ye is there too," Fu Yu said with a smile.

Ye Jinwen and Mo Si greeted him eagerly when they appeared on-camera, but Yun Sang just stood there, dazed and bewildered.

Lu Mian glanced at what Yun Sang was holding in his hand, thoughtful, but she said nothing and turned back to continue chatting with Fu Yu.

"Uncle, how are you feeling now, are you used to it yet?"

"I feel great, have completely adapted to my current life. How about Mr. Xiao?"

"He should be downstairs, handling the last bit of luggage. Should I call him?"

"No need." Fu Yu didn’t really have any important matters, he just wanted to see how Lu Mian was living in Jinjing; knowing she was doing well, he felt relieved.

As long as Xiao Qimo wasn’t bullying her, it was fine.

"Mianmian, when you have time, invite Mr. Xiao to have a meal together."

"Alright."

Lu Mian ended the video call, stuffed her phone into her pocket, and walked toward the distracted Yun Sang.

"What’s wrong?"