FLWS 87

Chapter – 87 

Throwing Away Mu Wanwan’s Things

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After having their palms read, everyone asked for a peace talisman—everyone except Mu Wanwan.

Qiao Le, who knew the situation well, didn’t ask further, but the others weren’t aware. Huo Zheng quickly asked,

“Wanwan, don’t you want a peace talisman?”

Mu Wanwan smiled faintly without answering. Her gaze swept over the talismans in their hands, her eyes calm.

“I don’t need one.”

“Here.” Lu Li handed her a talisman. Mu Wanwan looked at the small triangular charm but didn’t take it.

“No need. You keep it.”

Lu Li grabbed her hand and pressed the talisman into it.

“This was meant for you. Keep it.”

The small talisman carried a faint incense scent. Mu Wanwan looked at it resting in her palm, her lips pressing together slightly.

“Wanwan, why don’t you get one for my cousin too?” Fu Dong encouraged.

Mu Wanwan’s eyes flickered slightly. Qiao Le quickly intervened,

“I’m hungry. Let’s go eat. The master must be tired too. Let’s not disturb him.”

“But—” Fu Dong began.

“No buts. Let’s go eat,” Qiao Le pulled him along.

She was still annoyed thinking about how her brother had just given Mu Wanwan a talisman.

Lunch at the temple was vegetarian dishes served to guests. Lu Ziqing couldn’t get used to it, took two bites, and stopped eating. She ran back to the room where their backpacks were stored to eat the snacks she had brought.

At the table, perhaps because of the talisman incident, the atmosphere was oddly quiet.

He had gotten a talisman for her, but she hadn’t gotten one for him. He must have felt disappointed.

Lu Li looked at Mu Wanwan and gently pinched her cheek.

“Let’s go.” With that, he walked ahead.

She quickly glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then briskly went to pick up Mu Wanwan’s jacket and backpack.

“Do you want a talisman?” she asked hesitantly.

The proud, stubborn Lu Boss!

Remembering the small pouch in her pocket, Mu Wanwan’s eyes darkened.

She caught up to his pace and walked beside him, softly asking,

“Are you angry?”

Clearly he wanted it, but his words said otherwise.

Mu Wanwan shook her head.

“Sister Zheng gave me the day off. I don’t go back to work until the day after tomorrow.”

Lu Li paused. Thinking she wanted to return the talisman, he said in a low voice,

“The talisman was meant for you. It’s enough that you have it. This thing is meaningless to me.”

Hah. Mu Wanwan, why would your things be put together with my brother’s?

“I don’t.” Lu Li said calmly.

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“Wanwan, when you go back tomorrow, are you going straight to work?”

After lunch, Mu Wanwan and Qiao Le went to the restroom and then came to pick up their backpacks.

The bright sunlight hit his sharply defined side profile, but it still couldn’t melt the frost in his brows.

After finishing a piece of bread, she wiped her mouth and threw away the leftovers. Just as she was about to leave, she caught sight of Mu Wanwan’s jacket and an idea formed in her mind.

Lu Ziqing’s expression twisted into a cruel grin. Carefully carrying Mu Wanwan’s jacket and backpack, she stepped outside, repeatedly checking that no one was watching. Using her memory from wandering around earlier, she headed straight for the temple’s back mountain.

“Fine, then I’ll come to your place for dinner tomorrow night.”

“I said, you two are fast runners.” Finally finding them, Fu Dong hurried over.

Qiao Le, panting slightly, looked at him.

“Why are you here?”

“To help you get the stuff. Can’t leave you two carrying everyone’s backpacks, can I?” Fu Dong said as he pushed the door open.