He Jingnian held her in his arms as knocking sounded from outside—it was He Yi. He Yi had prepared a lavish breakfast and brought up news about the Xu family.
The head of the Xu family, Xu Zheng, had adopted a goddaughter, a move that Xu Tong vehemently opposed, but his objections proved futile.
Even Madame Wang, Xu Tong’s mother, tried to intervene to no avail!
It was said that Madame Wang had initially opposed the adoption as well, but later became won over by this goddaughter. Now, the couple doted on her immensely.
What right did a daughter adopted midway have to become the treasure of the Xu family?
Li Qiao immediately voiced the question on her mind—could this girl be the secret love child of one of them?
“Word in the circles is that she saved Old Mrs. Xu’s life, and it was Old Mrs. Xu’s wish.”
Old Mrs. Xu was known to be the most difficult and temperamental figure in their social circle. Who would have thought someone could actually win her favor?
It was certainly an unusual affair, but Li Qiao wasn’t one for intense gossip. She reached for her phone and realized it was turned off.
The moment she switched it on, hundreds of messages came flooding in one after another, all from Jiang Cheng and Nan Ning.
Most of the recent ones were from Jiang Cheng!
【Master, help!】
【Master, where have you gone? You haven’t run off, have you, Master…】
【Wuwuwu, Master, Wanwan is in trouble, save us.】
…
She slapped her forehead abruptly and stood up suddenly. “Take me somewhere.”
“I’ll take you,” He Jingnian said, rising to his feet.
Li Qiao looked at He Jingnian, and the two left together.
In the car.
“Where’s He Yi?”
“Handling some business.”
“Oh.”
The entire ride was filled with heavy silence.
Upon reaching their destination, He Jingnian’s brow was furrowed with hidden agitation.
When she reappeared, a disheveled Jiang Cheng knelt on the ground. “Master… you’ve finally come.”
At this moment, Jiang Cheng was crying bitterly, utterly heartbroken.
Li Qiao actually felt a bit embarrassed—suddenly fainting had been entirely accidental.
She surveyed the room.
“The ghostly aura is very strong.”
“Tell me what’s happened recently.”
Jiang Cheng nodded.
After Li Qiao left, they had enjoyed one peaceful day. But then, strange things began to happen. At night, he personally witnessed a ghost climbing onto Nan Ning’s bed.
A talisman repelled it, but on the fourth day, that ghost appeared again.
This time, Nan Ning never woke up.
Jiang Cheng drew back the bed curtains, revealing Nan Ning lying there!
Her breathing grew weaker and weaker.
After Nan Ning fell ill, Jiang Cheng tried contacting Li Qiao immediately, but her phone was unreachable.
Just as he was losing hope, Li Qiao descended like a deity to save him.
Li Qiao touched Nan Ning’s forehead.
“She’s entered a dream.”
“What does that mean?”
“Nan Ning is trapped in a dream. One more day, and she’ll never be able to come out.”
Jiang Cheng was horrified. “Master, you must save Nan Ning. She’s my life—I can’t live without her in this lifetime.”
Li Qiao nodded, urging him to stay calm.
She walked to the bedside, sat cross-legged on the floor, clasped her hands together, and softly chanted something.
Then, she closed her eyes, sensing the cold, oppressive atmosphere around her.
Gradually, she successfully entered Nan Ning’s dream.
In the pitch-black night, Nan Ning was being frantically chased and taunted by a ghost. It could have easily caught her, yet it seemed to take pleasure in a twisted game.
It reveled in this cat-and-mouse chase!
“My bride… run, keep running… your husband is right behind you, hahahaha…”
“No… no, Jiang Cheng, save me… Jiang Cheng…”
Nan Ning wept as she ran.
