The Mysterious Card Maker: Starting with Zhang Jiao's Deification

Third floor of the Dunhill Hotel

Qin Muyao pushed Lin Fan slowly out of the elevator.

Today she was wearing a pink off-the-shoulder dress and light makeup. Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she looked like she had stepped out of a magazine.

There were three or five people chatting in the corridor, and they instinctively turned their heads to look when they heard the elevator doors open.

A young man who was smoking paused for a moment, forgetting to exhale the smoke he had inhaled, which made him cough.

The girl next to her nudged her stunned companion with her elbow, and her companion's eyes widened, her mouth slightly open, and her gaze was fixed on Qin Muyao, unable to look away.

"You're here to cause trouble today, aren't you?" Lin Fan glanced at Qin Muyao and said in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Qin Muyao looked down at him, her face completely innocent.

"You look so beautiful, you're going to steal the spotlight from the bride today."

Qin Muyao smiled and slightly raised her chin. "That's because I'm naturally beautiful. How can you blame me?"

Lin Fan chuckled, then said nothing more, letting her push him inside.

At the entrance of the Red Phoenix Hall, Zhou Chen, dressed in a dark blue suit with a red flower pinned to his chest, stood at the door to greet guests.

He looked very energetic today, his hair was styled with hair gel and combed meticulously, and two men dressed as groomsmen stood beside him at the door.

He spotted Lin Fan in a wheelchair in the crowd at a glance and strode over to him. He then noticed Qin Muyao pushing the wheelchair.

His expression froze for a moment, then, as if he had discovered something incredible, a look of shock appeared on his blank face.

"Holy c..." He swallowed the rest of the words back, his gaze still fixed on Qin Muyao.

"Miss Qin, you've come too." He quickly adjusted his expression and forced a smile.

"Congratulations, happy marriage." Qin Muyao smiled and nodded.

"I'll push it!"

Zhou Chen greeted Qin Muyao, then took the wheelchair from Qin Muyao and leaned down to whisper in Lin Fan's ear.

"Holy crap, Fan-ge, when did you manage to snag Miss Qin? No wonder you weren't even interested in the bridesmaids I introduced you to."

"Alright, stop guessing," Lin Fan said with a smile. "Miss Qin and I are just neighbors. It just so happens that you're getting married, so I brought her over for a meal. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Zhou Chen quickly waved his hand: "No problem, no problem. It's an honor for me that the young lady from the Qin Group can come. I'm more than happy to welcome her."

He pushed Lin Fan inside, his mouth still chattering as he asked gossipily, "But Brother Fan, how come you and Miss Qin are neighbors? Is there some story behind it?"

"There's no story here, so don't pry. Just be a good groom today!" Lin Fan turned his head and glanced at Zhou Chen.

"Making it all so mysterious, if it weren't for me today..."

Zhou Chen wanted to say something more, but someone called him from the doorway. He pointed to a table not far away, indicating that the two of them should sit there. Then he handed the wheelchair back to Qin Muyao and quickly ran back to the doorway.

Qin Muyao took the wheelchair, clutching her chest, and, mimicking Zhou Chen, leaned close to Lin Fan's ear: "What? What are you saying about me?!"

Lin Fan was taken aback when he saw Qin Muyao so close to him, then turned his head and said, "I'm praising your beauty and charm; you are the most attractive person in the banquet hall."

"real?"

"Fake!"

"cut!"

Her high heels clicked softly on the carpet, drawing the attention of passersby who stopped and stared at her retreating figure.

"Who is that woman? She has such a great presence."

"I don't know, it seems like she came with the person in the wheelchair."

"Someone in a wheelchair, and they're so lucky?"

"Who knows..."

Qin Muyao pushed Lin Fan in, then sat down on the chair next to him, adjusting her skirt as if she were attending a banquet.

The people sitting there were all colleagues from the card-making department. Several of them recognized Qin Muyao, and the atmosphere at the table became subtle.

Some people wanted to strike up a conversation but didn't dare, some pretended to look at their phones but were actually taking pictures secretly, and others were wondering how to start a conversation without seeming abrupt.

Just then, the bald manager, with a smile on his face, quickly walked over to Lin Fan's table.

"Miss Qin, I didn't expect you to come!" He bowed slightly, his tone somewhat deliberate. "If I had known you were coming, I should have personally greeted you at the door."

Qin Muyao nodded politely, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and did not reply.

The supervisor wasn't embarrassed. He turned to look at Lin Fan, his gaze lingering for a moment on Lin Fan's bandaged right shoulder, before glancing at Qin Muyao beside him.

"Fan, is your injury... alright? I've already helped you transition from intern to full-fledged card maker, and I've even assigned you a big project. You can start working as soon as you're healed."

"Thank you, supervisor," Lin Fan said calmly.

He knew in his heart that he was already qualified to be promoted when he became Zhang Jiao, but the bald man just kept delaying it.

As for that so-called "big job," Zhou Chen mentioned it before. It was Zhao Zhong who specifically asked him to come, and it had nothing to do with the supervisor.

He's just trying to take all the credit for himself, all to show off his image as a good leader in front of Miss Qin Muyao.

"Don't be so polite, we're all family." The manager smiled, then turned to Qin Muyao, about to say something, when the lights in the lobby suddenly went out.

The wedding ceremony has begun!

A spotlight shone on the center of the stage, and the emcee walked onto the stage with a microphone, reciting the opening remarks in a loud voice.

Seeing this, the supervisor shut up, nodded to Qin Muyao, and turned back to his seat.

Qin Muyao leaned back in her chair and glanced at Lin Fan. "Your supervisor treats you pretty well, doesn't he?"

"If you hadn't been here today, he wouldn't have made a special trip over!" Lin Fan and Qin Muyao locked eyes.

I found love for me

Darling just dive right in and follow my lead

......

The melody of music filled the hall.

The two tacitly shifted their gaze to the stage, where a spotlight swept across the red carpet and stopped at the entrance.

The bride, arm in arm with her father, stood behind a white veil, the train of her wedding dress trailing on the ground.

The noise in the hall gradually subsided, and everyone's eyes turned to the entrance.

The bride, head bowed and a shy smile on her lips, walked step by step down the red carpet. Zhou Chen stood in the center of the stage, impeccably dressed in a suit, his eyes already a little red.

Qin Muyao looked at the scene and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Lin Fan turned his head and glanced at her. Her profile looked very beautiful in the corner of his eye.

The bride had just stepped onto the stage.

"Bang bang bang!" The lights went out!

Not just spotlights, but all lights.

The hall was plunged into darkness instantly. At first, everyone thought it was intentional, but after waiting for more than ten seconds without any movement, the crowd began to make a fuss.

"What happened?"

"Is this just for the sake of the show?"

"So sudden?"

Dozens of cell phone lights came on, shining simultaneously onto the bewildered bride on the stage.

This scene really does seem like a carefully planned event, perhaps a surprise prepared by the groom for the bride.

The guests recovered from their initial panic, and some even applauded, thinking it was some kind of ingenious idea.

"Lin Fan!" Qin Muyao leaned closer to him, lowering her voice, a hint of uncertainty in her tone, "Is this...a new performance?"

"Hmm! Maybe..."