Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 185 - 158: One Side Is Greed, the Other Is Vigilance
Just as she reached the third floor, Zhao Fang’s attention was drawn by the clamor coming from a large room nearby.
She turned around, opened the door with a gap in it, and a gust of wind forced her to close her eyes.
At the same time, the wind blew the items inside the room everywhere.
One of them even blew onto Zhao Fang’s face.
The anger in her heart immediately rose to the peak, determined to show these children a lesson today.
"What are you doing!"
With her authoritative voice, the room quickly fell silent.
Only the fierce wind continued to swirl around various pieces of paper.
Seeing the chaotic state inside the room, Zhao Fang didn’t continue being angry, but rather focused her attention on what the children were doing.
They held the latest children’s safety scissors in their hands, which could only cut paper and wouldn’t harm anything else, not even skin.
Of course, this wasn’t what Zhao Fang was concerned about.
Rather, it was the shape of the paper they were cutting.
It was almost identical to the one she was holding in her hand.
It looked as if the wind was too strong, blowing the little paper figures the children were cutting to the wall beside her window.
But Zhao Fang didn’t dispel her doubts; instead, her eyebrows furrowed even more tightly.
"Who taught you to cut this shape?"
She was sure someone else had taught these children.
Unexpectedly, a ten-year-old girl timidly pointed at the blackboard in front of her, and with a soft voice said, "Our... paper-cutting task today is to make gingerbread men." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Zhao Fang’s eyes flickered.
She didn’t think the little girl would dare lie to her.
She turned her head to look at the blackboard the girl pointed to, and sure enough, the assignment remained there.
Moreover, the topic had been decided days ago, eliminating the possibility of last-minute changes.
"Director... Mama," the little girl stood in front of her, pursed her lips, and extended her small hand, "Can you give me the one you’re holding?"
"My cut-out shapes aren’t quite right, and they don’t look good with color."
Zhao Fang looked down at what she was holding.
She found she had no real reason to keep the paper.
With some disgust, she tossed it in front of the little girl, waiting for her to pick it up.
She said, not in a good mood, "Next time when having this kind of class, close the window, don’t let things blow everywhere."
"Your punishment is to clean up the room before you can eat!"
Everyone watched her leave without a word of complaint.
Except for the little girl, who seized the opportunity to hide the paper she had requested from the director inside her clothes when no one was looking.
...
Wen Xu prided himself on having good psychological resilience, but facing what had just happened, he couldn’t help feeling nervous.
But when he learned that today’s paper-cutting task for the orphanage children was gingerbread men, he immediately inhaled sharply and looked at Mu Yunchu.
"Did you predict this?"
How could such a coincidence exist in the world?
If their assignment couldn’t be controlled, the only thing controllable would be Mu Yunchu.
Thinking carefully, the Taoists probably had more than just one type of spell for eavesdropping.
But they chose to transmit messages using little paper figures...
Mu Yunchu chuckled without speaking.
It was evident she acquiesced.
She magnified the seeds of doubt in their hearts but left Zhao Fang without any crucial evidence.
On one side was greed, on the other was defense.
In ongoing anxiety, a person is prone to making mistakes, acting differently from usual.
...
According to the initial agreement, Mu Yunchu would spend a few days with the children before adopting them.
So, since the afternoon nap, they had been together for some activities.
It seemed that after learning Mu Yunchu was there to adopt a child, every child looked at them with a longing to be taken away.
Was it because they were afraid of being sold?
Mu Yunchu couldn’t help but think.
When close companions you lived with every day were sold elsewhere, were they aware of any of it?
Returning to the room at night.
Wen Xu habitually wanted to start discussing matters after closing the door, but Mu Yunchu stopped him.
She tilted her head slightly, her gaze serious. Wen Xu recalled Zhao Fang’s morning words about instructing the driver to increase surveillance on them.
But he had something to say.
Just as he was about to take out his phone, Mu Yunchu raised his other hand, palm facing up.
Before Wen Xu could react, a tingling sensation spread across his palm.
Then came an inexplicable heat.
She wrote only a few simple words, and despite the strange sensation in his heart, Wen Xu focused intently.
"Say this."
Three simple words.
Yet they left Wen Xu a bit puzzled.
He originally had much to say, but thinking about having to write it on Mu Yunchu’s hand, he struggled to express it.
After careful consideration, he also wrote three words.
’Too well-behaved.’
Mu Yunchu smiled warmly, and was the first to speak, uttering their first words since entering the room.
"Those children are really well-behaved; I like each one of them."
Wen Xu knew she was affirming what he had just said and was also speaking for those outside to hear.
"Unfortunately, I can only choose one... it looks like we’ll be staying another two days, how about that?"
Wen Xu responded with a gentle voice like a spring breeze, "Of course, whatever you choose is fine with me."
He played the role of a doting fiancé to perfection.
...
On the third day during breakfast, a beautiful little girl proactively sat next to Mu Yunchu carrying her bowl.
She blinked her big eyes, her voice sticky but kept sneaking glances at Mu Yunchu.
"Wang Xiaoque, don’t disturb the guest."
"Finish your meal properly."
Since she stood up with her bowl, Zhao Fang’s eyes had not left her.
Seeing her sitting beside Mu Yunchu, Zhao Fang nervously reprimanded her.
It seemed she feared she might say something she shouldn’t to Mu Yunchu.
After hearing this, Wang Xiaoque lowered her head as if she had done something wrong, not daring to even glance at Mu Yunchu again.
Zhao Fang’s expression finally returned to normal.
But Mu Yunchu noticed that throughout the meal, Zhao Fang continued to scrutinize Wang Xiaoque with an unkind watchful eye.
Her guard against Wang Xiaoque persisted all day, sticking close by.
Not allowing them any private time.
Until dinnertime, when Wang Xiaoque accidentally spilled some soup on Mu Yunchu’s clothes.
She immediately panicked, almost kneeling in front of Mu Yunchu.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry."
"I... I was just tripped."
After saying this, Wang Xiaoque instinctively turned her head, trying to find the ’culprit’. But it was a busy time in the canteen, and although there were many people behind her, it was impossible to identify anyone.
She was so anxious she almost cried, grabbing her handkerchief and trying to wipe Mu Yunchu’s clothes. Although the latter kept saying it was fine, Wang Xiaoque was a mess of nerves.
In the next moment, Zhao Fang harshly grabbed her arm.
"Come with me."
