You two, with your thick eyebrows and bright eyes, had to come out and join the fun too?
When he saw the Torrances, Fu Qian's first reaction wasn't that help had arrived. Instead, he instinctively felt a headache coming on.
In this bizarre environment, seeing the two of them in this state blocking the way was hardly cause for optimism.
Still, it explained why Violetta hadn't said anything after getting separated.
At that moment, she was curiously sizing up the Torrances, apparently not even noticing that Doctor hadn't caught up.
"Hello, Violetta."
Facing Violetta's scrutiny, Torrance greeted her warmly, his smile flawless.
"Hello, Mr. Torrance."
Before Violetta could answer, Fu Qian strode over and stood beside her.
"Hello, Doctor."
At the sound of his voice, the Torrances turned to look at him in unison. Mrs. Torrance replied politely.
Meanwhile, Fu Qian quickly looked them over.
The couple were still wearing their previous clothes, and their hair and makeup were immaculate. They didn't look as though they'd been resting.
Other than that, however, there was nothing particularly unusual about them.
One slightly odd detail was that Mr. Torrance's clearly expensive suit jacket had been wrapped rather roughly around his hand.
More precisely, it was wrapped around the hand he was holding with Mrs. Torrance.
That's right. Though they were an old married couple, they were standing on opposite sides of the hallway, holding hands. They looked both intimate and eerie.
As a result, they were blocking the corridor completely.
"You two still haven't turned in?"
Fu Qian sighed as he asked, glancing to the side.
To the couple's left, a room door stood wide open. The luggage inside hadn't even been unpacked.
Fu Qian had a good memory. He confirmed that even the room number matched; this was definitely the couple's