"I'm not convinced!" The little fox was so angry that her face turned red.
"Come on, let's stick on the stickers," Si Mo placed the large sheet of stickers in front of the little fox. "There's only one sticker left." There were a dozen small stickers on the large sheet, and currently, all of them were on Rong Lan's face.
The stickers on her face were evidence of how badly she had lost.
"Wait until next time! Once I learn how to count cards, I'll definitely win back!" Rong Lan was extremely angry, but she didn't renege. She peeled off the last small sticker and stuck it on the bridge of her nose.
Just as she finished sticking on the sticker and before Si Mo, who was in charge of shuffling the cards, started dealing, the wind chimes tinkled.
Song Wanyue, who had brought Ji Zhoutong into the fortune - telling studio, was stunned when she saw Rong Lan.
Seeing the look of disbelief and shock on Song Wanyue's face, Rong Lan was so ashamed that she wanted to cover her face. But as a master, she had to maintain her dignity, so she could only suppress the urge to cover her face and pretend there was nothing on it.
Si Mo silently put the poker cards back into the drawer and stood up to greet the guests.
Wang Tong glanced at the time. It was already past eleven. They should have come by then.
"Pfft—" Ji Zhoutong almost burst out laughing when he saw the colorful stickers on Rong Lan's face. He noticed the poker cards in the hands of the fifteen - or sixteen - year - old boy. So, were they just playing poker? And seeing that the other two had clean faces, did it mean that only Rong Lan had been losing? If so, it was really pathetic.
"Master," Song Wanyue saw Rong Lan looking calm and composed. She wasn't so tactless as to remind Rong Lan about the stickers on her face. "My lawyer and I have brought the contract."
Rong Lan pretended to be profound and coughed lightly. "Okay, then let's check the contract one more time. If there are no issues, we can sign it today."
"Okay," Song Wanyue replied gently.
Rong Lan entrusted the task of checking the contract to Wang Tong. She hadn't recovered yet. Her mind was still buzzing from the humiliation of losing at cards and she wasn't in a state to use her brain to read the contract.
Since Wang Tong had participated in the revision and improvement of the contract, he knew what the final version should look like. He calmed down and carefully checked the contract twice before pushing the folder in front of Rong Lan. "The contract is fine."
Song Wanyue immediately handed the signing pen to Rong Lan, her eyes always filled with restrained anticipation as she looked at Rong Lan.
Rong Lan picked up the pen Song Wanyue had handed her, thanked her, and directly flipped the contract to the last page where she needed to sign.
The tip of the pen touched the paper, leaving a faint black dot. Suddenly, Rong Lan felt an indescribable sense of unease. Instead of continuing to sign, she turned to look at Si Mo. This was a big deal. Once she signed the contract, half of the deal would be done. But the remaining half was too difficult for her. She couldn't even go home herself, yet she had to send an ordinary human to her world. What if she couldn't do it?
Sensing the little fox's gaze, Si Mo nodded slightly at her imperceptibly.
He didn't say a word, but seeing his confident and determined look, Rong Lan's heart immediately calmed down. It didn't matter if she couldn't do it. She had a powerful friend who surely could.
Si Mo watched as the little fox glanced at him and then turned back and quickly signed the contract. He was very calm. After all, he was 99% sure that he could do it. Even if he couldn't, he had a backer. Worst - case scenario, he could go and pout to his mother. In his mind, there was nothing his parents couldn't do.
After signing both identical contracts, Rong Lan pushed them towards Song Wanyue.
Having already signed, Rong Lan propped her chin and watched Song Wanyue sign. It was obvious that Song Wanyue was used to holding a writing brush. The way she held the signing pen was very similar to holding a brush. Moreover, Song Wanyue's handwriting was very beautiful. Every stroke flowed smoothly, completely different from Rong Lan's bold and unrestrained signature.
"Done," Song Wanyue put down the pen after writing the last stroke. She looked relieved, and even her smile became more genuine. "Thank you, Master, for your kindness." She bowed respectfully to Rong Lan.
Feeling Song Wanyue's good mood, Rong Lan looked at Ji Zhoutong, who had a poker face. This guy showed the least amount of emotion among the people she knew. Even Si Mo had more emotional fluctuations than him. She couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in right now.
"You're welcome. Actually, you still have half a year to change your mind. If you don't want to go back to that world within these six months, just let me know." After six months, she would act according to the contract at any time.
So, Ji Zhoutong only had half a year. If he really liked Song Wanyue, he should seize this half - year period and try his best to keep her.
She hoped that Ji Zhoutong could keep Song Wanyue. Although she didn't know what the royal family in her world was like now, there was no simple royal family under the sky. Song Wanyue might not be happy there. Staying in this world, at least she wouldn't have to worry about money for the rest of her life.
Ji Zhoutong: "..." Rong Lan's words were obviously meant for his client, but why was she looking at him? He always felt that she was hinting at something, but there was also something strange about it.
"Okay," even though Song Wanyue thought she would never regret it, she still accepted Rong Lan's kindness.
From Song Wanyue's look, Rong Lan could tell that Song Wanyue was just humoring her.
Oh well, there was still half a year anyway.
Half a year wasn't a short time. Maybe Song Wanyue would regret it.
Rong Lan chatted casually with Song Wanyue for a few sentences, and then Song Wanyue left with Ji Zhoutong. As usual, after Song Wanyue and Ji Zhoutong left, Wang Tong didn't stay in the fortune - telling studio either. He had to go back and arrange for his trip, hoping that after this most difficult case was over, he could have a peaceful annual leave.
Rong Lan got so used to the stickers on her face that she completely forgot about them. If Si Mo hadn't reminded her, she might have walked out of the fortune - telling studio with a face full of stickers.
The little fox, called back by Si Mo's friendly reminder, looked aggrieved. She peeled off the small stickers in front of the mirror. "I thought I could trick you guys, but it turns out I'm the only one who got hurt." Fortunately, Si Mo wasn't the type who liked to play pranks. Otherwise, if he didn't remind her and she walked out directly, it would be a major embarrassing moment if she ran into someone.
Si Mo rolled his eyes. "You don't even know how to count cards, yet you dared to play cards with us?"
"Who knew you guys knew so much about it? I thought it was all about luck." For something that relied on luck, she thought she could win at least one game. Never did she expect that Si Mo and Wang Tong knew so much. "Once I learn, I'll definitely play cards with you guys again!" She lost this time because of her lack of knowledge. If there was a next time, it wouldn't be like this.