Chapter 2718 - 2713: Senior’s Working Conditions

Chapter 2718: Chapter 2713: Senior’s Working Conditions

Elder Ji is quite well off in terms of work conditions, right?

Though it was just a brief glimpse, at that moment Fu Qian was quite satisfied.

Is this what they call the wisdom of history? Some things are completely different when seen with your own eyes.

Did Mr. Ji Sr. really travel through time in the Bookstore World like that?

Seeking certain answers suddenly seemed much more enjoyable.

In comparison, my own tasks are clearly trapped by this curse of nineteen years and three months, scratching an itch through a boot.

Unfortunately, the Mr. Ji Sr. I met really lacked the ability to communicate; otherwise, there would have been much to discuss together.

Shaking his head inwardly, Fu Qian didn’t blame the platform for its downfall.

One must think positively; perhaps the time reversal range is shorter, but the task difficulty seems to have increased too. Otherwise, where would all the fun come from—so where is this now?

With an optimistic attitude, the scene in front of him once again became clear, obviously arriving at camera position five.

And from this new perspective, Fu Qian was quick to attempt to integrate—but wait, isn’t this new perspective too strange?

For Fu Qian, it was easy to realize what was in front of him.

But precisely because of that, the feeling was particularly odd.

First of all, despite having mentioned the weather was too good, the view was still completely dark.

Secondly, the darkness was pierced through in the middle by a sharp line of light.

And the current perspective was right on this line of light, watching the outside scene.

No doubt, this camera position five seemed to be hidden inside a cabinet.

With relevant experience, Fu Qian immediately understood his situation.

...

Did the saying come true? Does this director have social anxiety?

On such a lively day, why choose all rat perspectives?

Couldn’t we just go into the hall to eat, drink, and admire the ladies competing in beauty?

Understanding doesn’t mean acceptance; after realizing the placement of camera five, Fu Qian couldn’t help but express discontent.

Mainly because the view switched, the scale is really getting smaller and smaller.

Although the previous location was a bit remote, at least normal people would go there. Now, it’s directly lurking inside furniture?

What theme is being conveyed with such sneaky behavior—wait, it seems even more sneaky than imagined.

Hmm...

Although still incomparable with the small prayer room before, it was evident that outside was a rather private place and quite well-decorated.

And though no one was visible yet, at that moment, peculiar sounds emerged from outside the view.

What was special was that the sounds were even similar to those in the small prayer room earlier, as if a young woman had been gagged.

"You..."

However, what was different this time was that freedom came faster, and within the span of a breath, a new voice emerged.

"Why did you call me here?"

...

We might call this efficient, and indeed it is a young woman.

The twist came so fast that even Fu Qian was amazed.

While exclaiming in wonder, he did not neglect confirming certain judgments.

Perhaps distinctly different from the youthful stepmother, but the panting voice sounded very young too.

Another similar factor was the questioning tone, although forcedly calm, still carrying traces of emotion.

Considering the previous disturbance, one could somewhat imagine what had gagged her.

Is it another two-person play?

As expected, on the day of the wedding, love is thick.

"I miss you, isn’t that allowed?"

Amidst amazement, another voice indeed responded.

And not only was it a male voice, it even sounded more gentle than Mr. Jose’s, with a seemingly playful and charming attitude.

Actually it isn’t surprising, from previous exchanges, it was clear that Don Juan was much more popular among females than his old father.

Indeed, Fu Qian recognized that the man’s voice was familiar.

It was the same voice heard at the first camera position, the one that apologized to him.

...

Did Mr. Ji Sr. eat this well during tasks?

Disguised as the groom, even taking away the cloak, there was no reason for not altering his voice.

Not to mention, the people outside the room didn’t notice anything amiss.

So no matter how we think, the current scene implies one possibility—I seem to have finally caught up to Mr. Ji Sr.’s pace.

And if we assume it’s true, it has to be said the old man’s task was rather alluring.

Considering hearing the Executioner earlier, Fu Qian was very sure the voice outside wasn’t hers.

So not only did he impersonate the groom on the wedding day, but he was also in a private room with another young woman who wasn’t the bride, even behaving intimately.

In conclusion, how could one simply describe it as romantic?

In fact, from this angle one could even understand why Mr. Ji Sr. had such research in the bloodline aspect.

Furthermore, on this big joyous day, finding quiet amid chaos, the old man’s act was quite like his father’s style.

"Heh... on a day like today, do you think it’s appropriate to say such things?"

But it seems the old man still encountered some tricky situations.

Despite his sweet words, the young woman was not buying it, and her mood even worsened, with discontent in her sneer already very apparent.

"It’s precisely because it’s today that I absolutely have to say it."

The old man wasn’t deterred at all, even let out a soft sigh and offered an alternative explanation.

...

It must be said, the old man’s acting is not bad either.

His voice calm and firm, making the sincerity hard to question.

That sigh was moving, where the sweetness, bitterness, and helplessness of life could all be found.

"I don’t understand what you mean... saying this on a day like today to humiliate me?"

You could tell that at that moment, the young lady was quite affected, while still trying to be strong.

"Really don’t understand? So you think I’m especially looking forward to walking onto that altar?" ℴ

Shrewd as Mr. Ji Sr., how could he not grasp this point, and immediately seized victory, countering with another question.

...

"To me, as long as the person standing up there isn’t you, that place is no different from any other...

"This place, have you really forgotten? The happy times we spent here together."

The young lady was silent momentarily, and Mr. Ji Sr. appeared unable to suppress the urge to express emotion and continued speaking.

"I certainly remember... the only private corner in Em House Palace, the only place not discovered by your father."

And after consecutive advances, it seemed the lady finally couldn’t take it, letting out a sorrowful sigh.

"But do you think I’d forget what you did with Anna here?"