Chapter 14: Haunted (Part 2)

  "Ah......" Yin Xiaoyue was startled by Jian Ruolin's sudden scream, and her body was already drenched in cold sweat. "Auntie, what are you screaming about?"

  "It's nothing, I just got startled by a sudden flashback." Jian Ruo Lin still looked pale and weak, as if she was really acting.

  "Then... then don't say it!"

  "No way! For your safety, I have to tell you clearly!" Jian Ruolin continued, "When we rushed in, the bathroom was filled with blood all over the floor, it was terrifying! And in the bathtub lay a...".

  "What's going on?" Yin Xiaoyue felt her heart was already in her throat.

  "A desiccated corpse! The body was as if all the moisture had been drained out of it! Hollow eyes stared wide, hands hung down, and the emaciated appearance was as if everything had been sucked out by the ghost of that dead child. Afterwards, the servants often said they heard mournful cries in this room, both women's and children's, constantly wailing 'Give me back my child, give me back my child...'"

  "Hehe... Hehe..." Yin Xiaoyue's dry laughter, waving her hand, "How is that possible? I don't believe in ghosts at all!"

  "You don't believe me, fine. But my suggestion is that you'd better move to another room."

  "Didn't you say there were no empty rooms?"

  "Can you live with Qian Chen together?"

  At the thought of that expressionless man, Yín Xiǎoyuè shook her head like a rattle drum, "No way, he's even scarier than a ghost."

  "Alright then." Jian Ruolin nodded with a seemingly helpless expression, but when she turned around to where Yin Xiaoyue couldn't see her, she was smiling like a cat who had stolen cream.

  Xiaoxia, don't blame Auntie for being too excessive, I'm also doing this to hurry up and hold my grandson!

  At night, Yin Xiaoyue sat alone in front of her desk, but what kept replaying in her mind were the scenes Jian Ruolin had told her about.

  That blood-soaked corpse is quite lively!

  The weather is really too powerful!

  A strong gust of wind was blowing, and a mournful drizzle was falling.

  The wind blew against the window, making it creak constantly, which made her feel uneasy.

  "Waaa... waaa..." The wind was too strong, letting out a mournful cry, just like the sound of a child's sobbing.

  Yin Xiaoyue held the "Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita" to boost her courage, which she had secretly borrowed from the president's study room that afternoon. He looked at her with a strange gaze at the time, probably unable to understand why a 17-year-old girl in her blooming youth would like such a book.

  "Aaaaooo..." The wind grew even stronger, as if in a frenzied howl.

  "Ah......" Yin Xiayue glanced back with the corner of her eye and suddenly discovered a white, unidentified object floating behind her. She immediately rushed under the table, hugging her head and trembling with fear.

  After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement. She finally plucked up the courage to come out and take a look. Her eyes, like those of a small deer, were still filled with terror. In the end...

  The astonishing discovery was that the white thing floating up earlier was just a curtain blown by the wind.

  "What's all the fuss about ghosts? I don't believe in that nonsense!" She pulled the curtains with a hint of resentment.

  But just at this time...?

  A pale hand without a hint of blood color suddenly landed on her hand that was placed on the windowsill, this is the second floor, how could there be a hand here so suddenly?!

  "Ah——" Yin Xiaoyue didn't have the courage to look down again and let out a miserable cry as she rushed out of the door.

  "Scared off so quickly?" One servant stood on another's shoulder, looking speechless.

  She spent half the evening putting on a female ghost makeup and hadn't even let Miss Xia Yue "appreciate" it yet, but was scared away.

  But... she also felt helpless, how could the President's wife come up with such a way to scare Miss Xiaoyue!

  "Ah......" Yin Xiaoyue rushed out of the door and quickly covered her mouth.

  Late at night, what if she wakes everyone up? Knowing that she's so afraid of ghosts, wouldn't she be laughed at? She decided to endure it no matter how scared she was!

  With tears in his eyes, he dragged himself forward, occasionally glancing around at the dim wall lamps and medieval portraits that added a hint of eeriness to the atmosphere.

  After much difficulty finding the President's wife's room in this labyrinthine villa, she was just about to knock on the door when she heard a strange noise coming from inside!

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