"Let's go too." Qiao Nian zipped up his sweatshirt, straightened his body, turned around and walked away.
Ye Wangchuan grabbed her left wrist at this moment, and stood still without moving. His tone was still the same as Ye Shao's style in Beijing, quite noble and lazy: "Are you angry?"
Qiao Nian frowned, but didn't move, nor did she shake off his hand: "No."
Ye Wangchuan seemed unconvinced.
Qiao Nian rubbed her brow with her other hand, and looked at him holding her hand, with light and shadows floating in her eyes, and emotions fluctuating: "There were times when I didn't tell you before."
Pause.
She continued, "This is your first time."
This was the first time Ye Wangchuan didn't tell her.
So she felt uncomfortable at first, but after thinking it over she was not so angry anymore.
Qiao Nian has never been a hypocritical person. She probably saw that Ye Wangchuan thought she was angry, so she smiled and emphasized her tone. Her usually nonchalant face showed a serious expression: "I'm really not angry. But you have to listen to me when you go in. Be careful. They won't let me participate so easily."
Ye Wangchuan released the hand that was still knocking on her wrist. He had a straight nose and thin lips, and there seemed to be a little hook in his eyes: "Well, I will listen to Master Qiao."
Qiao Nian looked at him sideways.
He was wearing a long black trench coat today, with deep eyes, a crisp high-necked sweater, bony fingers, and narrow phoenix eyes. No matter how you looked at him, he looked like a young man strolling in the garden.
Her mind was buzzing, and the string was pulled tighter. She pulled the shoulder bag on her back and said to him, "Let's go."
*
There were quite a few people participating this time.
She got number 36.
Ye Wangchuan took number 37.
They were not the last ones to report.
Behind them were a dozen or so people who went to sign the death warrant.
In other words, it is estimated that there are about 50 to 60 people participating in this treasure hunt, most of whom are strong men. Before entering Mingshui Hall, participants need to let the staff check whether there are any prohibited items in their belongings.
Qiao Nian was at the tail end.
He raised his bright eyes and glanced at the people in front of him waiting in line for inspection. He lowered his voice and said, "Huh, did you see that? The seven or eight people in front are all mercenaries."
Ye Wangchuan's dark eyes were immersed in it, and he didn't seem surprised. He just raised his thin lips and said, "Well, it's quite interesting."
Qiao Nian glanced at him.
Is this interesting
The fact that they had spent money to hire so many mercenaries and clearly intended not to let them leave Mingshui Mansion today was "interesting" in his eyes.
This is called interesting, but it's so fucking interesting!
But she was not in a hurry, at least she was not intimidated by these people.
The queue didn't take long to move forward until it was their turn.
It was obvious to the naked eye that Ye Wangchuan didn't bring anything with him, so he passed the inspection quickly.
Then it was Qiao Nian's turn.
When the staff saw her, they said in a businesslike manner: "Please empty the contents of your backpack."
Qiao Nian put down the bag neatly, unzipped it and poured the contents onto the table.
A bunch of stuff fell out of it.
There are earphones, a charger box, a charging cable, and something that looks like a glasses case, as well as some other miscellaneous things that don't seem to have any function, but they all comply with regulations.
She even brought a box of gum.
The staff member picked up the gum box, was stunned for a long time, then looked up at the girl with a strange look, and silently put Qiao Nian's things back into the bag one by one.
Then return the black shoulder bag to the girl.
(End of this chapter)