The Heroine Fell Deeply For Her [Quick Transmigration] 163p2

Chapter 163: I’ll Support You By Handing Out Flyers Part 8(2)

The gift Fu Guanyue was thinking about had already arrived and been examined by Tao Ning.

520, seeing this, had a bad feeling, No way, is it happening already?

No buffer period like last time?

After a while, Tao Ning, holding the slightly thick keychain, stared at the worn spot, seemingly deep in thought.

Then she pinched it between her fingers, and the seemingly seamless keychain opened, revealing a tiny talisman hidden inside, drawn with a very fine brush.

520’s spirits lifted: [What’s that?]

Tao Ning examined it closely: “A Ghost Expelling Talisman, high-grade, effective within a ten-meter radius.”

With Fu Guanyue’s cultivation, any talisman she drew wouldn’t be low-grade, at least mid- to high-grade, this was what set her apart from other cultivators of her generation.

She was the best among them.

520 immediately dismissed its earlier assumptions, discarding the idea of a hidden curse, and realized, [So that’s it.]

The world line mentioned Fu Guanyue’s exceptional talent, so naturally, she could sense the ghostly aura clinging to Tao Ning, but it hadn’t expected her to be so kind.

They were just strangers.

Actually, Tao Ning also thought this way, it was just a chance encounter, there was no need to go to such lengths, it might not even be appreciated.

Fu Guanyue thought she had hidden it well, but she hadn’t closed the keychain properly, revealing a slight gap, and the strong spiritual aura was hard to miss.

But this wasn’t Fu Guanyue’s fault, an ordinary person wouldn’t have noticed.

And most people, receiving a talisman from a stranger, would be wary, it was thoughtful of her to disguise it as a gift, she must have her reasons.

Tao Ning put the keychain away, rummaging through the gift bag and box, but couldn’t find any note.

Fu Guanyue, in her haste, had even taken the receipt, giving away a four-figure keychain as if it were a cheap trinket.

This, however, was within Tao Ning’s expectations. If Fu Guanyue had left her contact information, she would have been suspicious.

But after that brief encounter, Tao Ning never saw Fu Guanyue again.

A few days later, she did see Fu Zhaozhao from afar, carrying a backpack, a troubled expression on her face.

Before she could get a closer look, she was called away by Song Yanshu and her friends, and by the time she turned around, Fu Zhaozhao had already left in a car.

Tao Ning considered buying a plane ticket to Qizhou, hoping to engineer a chance encounter.

She wondered if the excuse of “I just got paid, I’m going on a trip” and coincidentally running into the elusive Fu family’s young mistress would work on Fu Guanyue.

It was unlikely.

Just because Fu Guanyue often lived in seclusion didn’t mean she was gullible.

Before Tao Ning could come up with a perfect plan, a phone call interrupted her thoughts.

It was Song Yanshu, the self-proclaimed love guru, and she knew it couldn’t be good news.

Her “aloof senior” had returned, and she had been busy dating her, watching movies, and trying out escape rooms, her social media filled with updates.

Tao Ning answered the phone: “Boss Song, what is it this time?”

Song Yanshu sounded very excited: “How did you know I need your help? I really do! I can’t find anyone else! You have to agree, and I’ll owe you one!”

Tao Ning: “…”

Half an hour later, Tao Ning stood before the gates of a high school.

She twirled the keychain in her hand, her sunglasses on, looking up at the school’s name.

Unable to resist the promise of a favor, she had agreed to attend a parent-teacher meeting for Song Yanshu’s cousin.

Bin City No. 12 High School, Song Yanshu’s alma mater.

Also Tao Ning’s alma mater. Following the alley on the left would lead to the wall they used to climb over.

But she had heard the school had renovated, adding spikes to the wall to prevent students from skipping class, so climbing it was no longer an option.

She followed the crowd inside, the school filled with parents from all walks of life, heading towards their children’s classrooms.

The school buildings had been rearranged several times, and Tao Ning couldn’t remember where Song Yanshu’s cousin’s classroom was.

Her message to Song Yanshu hadn’t been answered, she must be busy, and Tao Ning was about to check the school map when a stern voice called out from behind, “Tao Ning.”

This familiar voice triggered a deep-seated fear, her rationality overridden by her student instincts, and she instinctively ran.

The next moment, a hand landed on her shoulder: “Why are you running?”

If asked what was faster than a vengeful spirit, Tao Ning would answer with two words: the principal.

The memories of being chased during her school days were vivid, and even now, she instinctively wanted to run whenever a teacher spoke to her.

Tao Ning suspected Song Yanshu hadn’t just passed this task to her because of her date, but also because she didn’t want to face the energetic principal.

The person behind her asked, puzzled, “Tao Ning, why aren’t you saying anything?”

Although Tao Ning was wearing sunglasses, she wouldn’t mistake her for anyone else.

Tao Ning turned around, removing her sunglasses, and greeted her: “Hello, Teacher Li, I’m not here to cause trouble, I’m attending a parent-teacher meeting.”

The principal, always wearing sneakers, a former PE teacher, was surprised: “I know, I was just saying hello…”

Looking at Tao Ning’s polite smile, she suddenly said, “You’ve become much calmer, that’s good, you used to be so…”

Before the principal could launch into a lecture, Tao Ning quickly excused herself, claiming she had found the classroom and was late.

The principal had underestimated Tao Ning’s speed, who, wearing comfortable flats, quickly disappeared from sight.

Turning a corner, out of the principal’s sight, Tao Ning’s phone rang. She stopped to answer it, another call from Song Yanshu.

Tao Ning answered, listened to her request, and boasted, “Don’t worry, Boss Song, I’ll complete the mission, I’ll attend your cousin’s parent-teacher meeting, even if I’m called to the principal’s office…”

As she spoke, she turned around as if sensing something and saw Fu Guanyue standing nearby, staring at her in surprise.

Tao Ning: “…”

Fu Guanyue: “…”

Tao Ning hung up the phone: “What a coincidence.”

Fu Guanyue nodded: “Indeed, I didn’t expect you to have so many part-time jobs, handing out flyers and attending parent-teacher meetings.”

Tao Ning: “…”

Why are these flyers haunting me?

She didn’t know her image as a poor, struggling student was so convincing.