Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

As Xia Wange moved her fingers, she suddenly realized something was wrong. Why were all ten of her fingers covered with different kinds of rings?

With those hands of hers, there must be thirty or forty jade rings. And Lu Qiu knows how to arrange and combine them. For the small pinky ring, he arranged one on each fingertip, and stuffed them in very tightly. She felt that her fingers were turning a little white.

"this......"

Lu Qiu said somewhat guiltily, "You made too much noise, and you suddenly swung your hand. I'll bring you more, and use a small one to plug it so it won't swing out."

Xia Wange: "..."

She raised her chin, looked at her chest, and pointed with her index finger, which was covered in rings, saying, "You came out carrying such a large jade disc? And two of them?"

"I think it'll be useful." Lu Qiu rubbed his nose. "I guess we will?"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes," Xia Wange said, "It made my sleep paralysis go directly from a mental sensation to a physical one; it made it feel real."

With a jingling sound, Xia Wange removed a bunch of jade rings from her hands, then clenched them tightly, feeling a little numb.

She lifted the two large jade discs on her chest, glanced at one of them, and said, "This one is quite unfamiliar."

Five words suddenly popped into Xia Wange's mind: "Fortune turns like a wheel." This damned feeling of déjà vu, except that it was her lying here instead.

"It belongs to my father," Lu Qiu said frankly. "I'm borrowing it."

"They're in pretty good condition," Xia Wange said with a smile. "It would look nice to have one on each side of your bedside table. It would be nice to use them as a pair in the future."

"Mm." Lu Qiu nodded.

Having acquired a piece of jade of exceptional quality, Xia Wange's mood soared. "When did you hear the sound?"

"It's late at night," Lu Qiu said. "I slept really well at the beginning of yesterday. I thought I would think a lot or dream about something, but I didn't do anything. I even slept better than usual and rested very well. I came over after I heard you knocking on the bed."

Xia Wange grinds her teeth.

This dream demon, fearing that fate might misjudge and blame it for the chosen one's lack of rest, actually helped Lu Qiu fall asleep? And even chased away his worries?!

Okay, okay, that's fine.

Just focus on her and mess with her.

"I took a video, do you want to see it?" Lu Qiu pointed to the phone on the bedside table. "I thought that if you wake up and forget what happened in your dream like Fang Qingzi, at least this might be of some use."

As he spoke, Lu Qiu took the phone from the cabinet and handed it to Xia Wange.

Xia Wange got her hands on the folding phone again and glanced at the footage. She discovered that the recording showed both her and Lu Qiu from the very beginning, and it was clear what Lu Qiu did and what she did.

From the moment she started frowning and tossing and turning, Lu Qiu began putting rings and jade bracelets on her wrists. Finally, he placed two jade discs under her feet, and she calmed down...

"I thought you only knew how to film me." Xia Wange glanced at Lu Qiu and asked casually.

That dream demon is still sealed in her dream; I wonder if she can hear it.

She wanted to destroy its spirit and make it realize that it had revealed too much.

"It's inconvenient to put something on you while I'm holding it in my hand," Lu Qiu said truthfully. "Besides, you have your eyes closed and are temporarily unconscious. It wouldn't be very polite for me to take pictures of you with my phone."

Xia Wange pursed her lips, a slight smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

She knew that Lu Qiu's refinement was ingrained in his bones. Although he was sometimes distant and unfriendly, he would never disrespect anyone.

"Besides..." Lu Qiu raised an eyebrow slightly, "When working for a client, isn't it expected that the contractor should leave a record of everything? Otherwise, how would you know how hard I worked to help you outside of the dream?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Wange immediately stood up, her tone accusing, "You have no idea how cruelly that Dream Demon tormented you in my dreams! She kept stabbing you in the heart! I couldn't stand it anymore, tsk tsk tsk, I said then, you can hurt me, but even in my dreams you shouldn't hurt my dear and respected boss!"

Lu Qiu stared at her expressionlessly, then dragged the progress bar. The scene showed Xia Wange's hand seemingly holding something, pulling it out and then pushing it back in repeatedly.

"Oh? Is that so? You won't let him hurt me, so you start stabbing me?"

"Cough, cough cough cough." Xia Wange forgot that she had also been stabbing people in the back quite a bit in the latter half of the conversation. "At this point, I saw through it. I was fighting it. Yes, it turned back to its original form, that's why I stabbed it. Otherwise, how could I have attacked you, right?"

"Heh." Lu Qiu just chuckled and didn't say anything else.

Xia Wange quickly continued, "You have no idea how outrageous this Meng Mei was. At first, he transformed into your appearance and came in to borrow a hairdryer, then said that his hand was inconvenient and asked me to dry his hair for him. Just as I was about to dry it, he even created the illusion that I accidentally stabbed you to death. My God, you have no idea how scared I was when I saw that I had accidentally stabbed you. I was almost crying!"

"Is that so?" Lu Qiu listened calmly to Xia Wange's pretentious words. "Didn't you get excited and pull out the knife to stab me a few more times?"

"Hahaha, how could that be?" Xia Wange chuckled dryly and patted Lu Qiu's shoulder. "How could I do that? Would that be fair to you for putting so many rings on my finger? Impossible, impossible, don't overthink it."

Just then, Lu Qiu rested her chin on her hand and teased, "So you actually did help me blow-dry my hair? Have I missed out on a lot?"

Xia Wange was taken aback. She turned her gaze to meet Lu Qiu's eyes. His eyes held a teasing tone, yet also a hint of seriousness, and some other expressions that she couldn't quite understand. For some reason, her heart began to beat faster and felt a little heavy.

"Of course!" Xia Wange raised her hand and ruffled Lu Qiu's hair, which was very soft. "I'll blow-dry it for you, and maybe I can absorb some of your luck."

Lu Qiu's breathing became slightly labored, his heart pounded powerfully in his chest, and his throat felt dry.

He slowly raised his hand, and just as he was about to touch the other person's fingertips, he gently patted the back of Xia Wange's hand.

"Forget it, you'll definitely blow it backwards anyway." Lu Qiu looked away, walking out in his wheelchair, and said calmly, "You might even end up with an afro."

Lu Qiu stopped as soon as he left the room.

Separated by a wall, the two of them simultaneously exhaled slowly, their eyelashes fluttering rapidly, their gazes wandering uncertainly.

After a moment, Lu Qiu glanced at the pears on the table and said, "Would you like some pears? President Ming brought them over this morning; they're supposedly very sweet."

Xia Wange frowned, looked up and stood up. She hurriedly went outside and saw Lu Qiu holding a pear and turning to look at her. There was also a very familiar fruit knife on the plate.

"Wait a minute." Xia Wange took a pear, stepped back a few paces, and threw it at Lu Qiu.