Why Did You Provoke Her? She Can Tell Fortunes!-Chapter 187 - 160: Send Them to Qinghe, Let Them Have Some Fun
Although when Mu Yunchu asked Cheng Ye, he said there were no strange noises in her room, aside from once opening the door, no other sounds were heard.
Zhao Fang still felt the fire was too much of a coincidence.
Especially since it was damp firewood that hadn’t fully dried, even if someone at the orphanage accidentally dropped a cigarette butt, it shouldn’t have caused such a big fire.
What Mu Yunchu hadn’t expected was that the next day, before she could express her interest in adopting Wang Xiaoque, she didn’t see her in the dining room.
After Zhao Fang finished serving meals, she asked, "I remember there was a little girl, the one sitting next to me yesterday; she didn’t come for breakfast?"
Zhao Fang smiled, "Oh, her? She suddenly developed a high fever last night, so I took her to a special room for care."
Yet her face still wore a faint smile, giving off an eerie feel.
Even when Mu Yunchu expressed her intention to adopt the girl and wanted to see her, she was refused.
"Let’s do this: since she only had the fever last night, we’ll observe her today. As long as she’s fine, you can meet her."
Not giving Mu Yunchu a chance to continue speaking.
"I also have to consider the rest of the children. If you go in and catch the virus, that wouldn’t be good."
She seemed determined not to let Mu Yunchu see Wang Xiaoque today, no matter what.
Without her agreement, Mu Yunchu couldn’t find the girl.
After all, she had looked around the night before and found nothing unusual.
So, she had to give up for now.
The children beside them ate with heads down and said nothing. If observed closely, one could see them trembling during the conversation between the two.
In the afternoon, Mu Yunchu seemed somewhat distracted during activities with the children.
After finishing dinner and returning to her room, she stood quietly by the window, looking outside as if waiting for something.
Noticing she seemed to have something to say, Wen Xu reached out a hand.
Mu Yunchu directly said, "Something will happen tonight."
Seeing her speak, Wen Xu instinctively glanced at the door. But trusting her, he also said, "The person monitoring the door is gone?"
"Yes."
"Are you saying she’ll deal with that little girl tonight?"
From the moment Zhao Fang said they’d meet Wang Xiaoque tomorrow, Wen Xu had felt something was off.
If she had continued to refuse the meeting, it wouldn’t have been as suspicious.
It’s abnormal for unusual things to happen.
The wounds on Wang Xiaoque from the beating won’t disappear overnight.
So it means Zhao Fang has thought of a way to ensure they won’t see Wang Xiaoque, which is why she made such a promise.
No, it shouldn’t just be Wang Xiaoque.
When they arrived, Zhao Fang mentioned several other children had ’the flu.’
"So the child you’re looking for might be moved too?"
Wen Xu didn’t know the child Mu Yunchu was looking for and what relation they had. Neither did he know Zhu Hong had asked her to do it.
He could only feel Mu Yunchu’s shift in mood. Her face remained as calm as before, but her eyes were much sharper, exuding an invisible sense of pressure.
After thinking, he still didn’t ask the question he was curious about.
However, the room they stayed in only had a view of the backyard, not the front yard leading to the road.
"I’m sure Zhao Fang arranged it on purpose."
That woman truly had a deep mind, preparing for possible future events in advance.
Even when the probability of it happening wasn’t high.
"No worries." Mu Yunchu slightly curled one corner of her lips, waved her hand, and the scene of the front yard appeared in mid-air.
It was almost like real-time surveillance without electricity.
...
Time passed, long enough that even Wen Xu, who usually only needed four or five hours of sleep, started feeling sleepy.
The scene in mid-air finally changed.
Wen Xu raised his hand to check the time.
2:30 AM.
It was when people were in their deepest sleep, and even though it was North City, it was still dark. It was unlikely to wake anyone up and greatly reduced the chance of being seen.
A large truck with two blinding headlights drove into the yard and stopped. Wen Xu slightly turned his head, avoiding the light.
Vaguely, he seemed to see people continuously loading something into the truck. It’s not hard to guess; it’s likely the orphans.
Only after the truck drove away did Mu Yunchu wave her hand to make the image disappear.
"You stay here."
Mu Yunchu had never intended for Wen Xu to help her deal with the orphanage.
His main role in coming here was to provide her with a legitimate identity.
So, up till now, that role should’ve concluded.
But Wen Xu apparently didn’t want to remain behind.
He said seriously, "I’ll try not to be a burden to you."
Mu Yunchu: "..."
Seeing his persistence, Mu Yunchu had no choice but to agree.
"You won’t." She said.
Wen Xu’s eyes lit up.
Did that mean he wouldn’t be a burden to her?
But the next second, Mu Yunchu continued, "You won’t be a burden to me at this level."
Wen Xu: "..."
Not to mention herself, she also had Li Shang with her.
"Let’s go." Mu Yunchu called after opening the door as Wen Xu still stood in place, "Otherwise, we’ll be too late."
...
Amid the continuous dripping sound in the mountain stream, a beautiful fiery red fox hopped in.
When she reached the deepest part, she transformed from a fox into a human form.
Feng Niang’s already beautiful eyes shone brightly, with undisguised admiration when she saw her benefactor.
"Master."
She eagerly brought this good news to the man.
"The mother-child ghost Cheng Ye sent a few days ago has arrived."
Feng Niang knew the man would be pleased to hear this. So as she spoke, she gazed unblinkingly at him.
Sure enough, she saw a genuine smile on his usually expressionless face.
Feng Niang thought if she could see this scene every day, it would be worth any effort.
She quickly added, "He also said the next one will arrive in these two days."
It probably wouldn’t take a week to get here.
The man seemed truly happy, reaching out to pat Feng Niang’s head.
"Hmm..."
"I understand."
Enjoying the moment with eyes closed, when the hand left her head, Feng Niang felt a sense of emptiness.
But she also knew, as a fox, she shouldn’t be greedy.
So she asked, "Master, where are you planning to place her this time?"
This ’her’ referred to the mother-child ghost.
Feng Niang knew her master created it to bring chaos to the human world.
The man seemed to think of something, smiling enigmatically.
"Send it to Qinghe."
"Aren’t those old guys nearby?"
"Let’s have some fun with them."
