Chapter 168
Chapter 168
Seeing the strange reaction from the possessed Xiao Qing, combined with what Seventh Master had said, Song Xiaotian and I breathed a sigh of relief immediately.
Meng Yifan hadn’t killed anyone; he wasn’t the murderer!
If I were Tao Xiaoyu and Meng Yifan were trying to kill me, I would definitely call out his name or use a pet name shared between lovers to save my life. I would talk about our past love and how good he used to be to me, attempting to use those memories to awaken his reason and humanity.
But Tao Xiaoyu’s reaction was entirely like someone facing a vicious stranger.
Therefore, the person who killed her must have been someone she didn’t know.
I rushed over and knelt on the ground, trying to soothe the possessed Xiao Qing. “Tao Xiaoyu, calm down. No one here wants to hurt you. I’m Chen Mo. Tell me, who… who was the person trying to harm you? What did he look like?”
I had originally wanted to ask who killed her, but since she didn’t realize she was dead yet-and asking a ghost how they died is a taboo-I quickly changed my wording.
As soon as I finished asking, Xiao Qing suddenly looked up. She stared at me blankly and repeated my name, “Chen Mo…”
I nodded quickly. “Yes, I’m Chen Mo. I’m here to help you today. Tell me…”
Before I could finish, Xiao Qing’s emotions suddenly flared up, as if my name had triggered her.
“Chen Mo… Chen Mo!”
She snarled at me ferociously, “It’s your fault for meddling! You’re the one who got me killed! It’s you!”
After her roar, she kicked off the ground and lunged directly at me.
Caught off guard by her pounce, I was knocked backward and fell to the floor, the back of my head slamming against a stool.
The impact left me dazed, instantly stripping me of my ability to move as my consciousness began to blur.
Though I couldn’t move, a vision appeared before my eyes.
The scene was set in a room on the first floor of this villa, and… I actually saw Tao Xiaoyu!
She was hiding behind a door that was slightly ajar, peering through the crack at the area outside.
My mind was a mess, and I had no idea how this was happening, but I knew clearly that Tao Xiaoyu was dead. My first instinct was that I was seeing the final moments Tao Xiaoyu had witnessed before her death.
It was as if I were standing right behind her; not only could I see her, but I could also see the scene outside the door.
Beyond the crack was the living room. Two people were sitting on the sofa: one was Xiang Kai, and the other…
I looked closer. That person looked familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere before.
It clicked quickly. That man was Du Ruhai’s nephew, Du Yunting!
I had seen his photo in the news on my phone.
Ever since Du Ruhai’s death, this Du Yunting had taken over the Weihai Group.
My heart skipped a beat. Could the person who killed Xiang Kai and Tao Xiaoyu be Du Yunting?
“President Du, to be honest, I’m really not used to calling you that, because that’s what we always used to call your uncle.”
In the living room, Xiang Kai was talking to Du Yunting with a smile on his face. “Your uncle was quite the character. When he was around, we all deferred to him.”
The implication was clear: everyone respected Du Ruhai, but they didn’t respect Du Yunting.
The vision I was seeing vividly displayed Xiang Kai’s disdain and mockery toward Du Yunting.
“I know. I’m young and lack experience. I can’t keep you all in line the way my uncle did.”
Du Yunting sat upright, his expression devoid of any displeasure. A smile remained fixed on his face. “A lot has happened within the company lately, but that doesn’t mean Weihai Group is finished. I am now the chairman of Weihai Group, and I hold seventy percent of its shares.”
“Furthermore, I am currently the most prestigious member of the Du Family. Do I not deserve your respect?”
Xiang Kai burst out laughing, propping his legs directly onto the coffee table. “I say, Yunting, those words alone prove you’re not half the man your uncle was. You might have prestige within your Du Family, but in our eyes? Where do you get off thinking you have any?”
“If you actually had prestige, you wouldn’t have come running to me in the middle of the night, begging me to withdraw from this bid.”
Du Yunting’s expression didn’t flicker; he remained all smiles. “I’m not begging you. I’m notifying you.”
Xiang Kai stifled a laugh. “Fine, notify away. I won’t waste my breath bickering with a junior like you. They say Feng Shui is a cycle, and the Weihai Group’s luck has run out. That is an indisputable fact. Even if I withdraw from this bid, others will still compete with you.”
“Ultimately, it’s just that your uncle died too suddenly. He acted like a tyrant for so long, and now that he’s dead, everyone’s been holding it in. They all want to use Weihai Group as a stepping stone to move up.”
“I, Xiang Kai, have been lying low for so many years just waiting for this day. Asking me to give up this bid is a bit naive.”
Du Yunting smiled. “So, that’s a refusal then.”
Xiang Kai took a drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke. “Young man, grow up. This is the business world, not child’s play. Just accept your fate. Don’t force me to drive Weihai Group into total extinction.”
“You really aren’t even a tenth of what your uncle was.”
Du Yunting didn’t say another word. Suddenly, he pulled a pair of gloves out of his trouser pocket.
He put the gloves on and walked straight toward the kitchen.
Xiang Kai watched him, bewildered, and began cursing under his breath. “This kid must have some mental problems…”
But a second later, his expression suddenly turned frantic. He immediately pulled his legs down and sat bolt upright.
Not only was he startled, but Tao Xiaoyu, who was peeking from hiding, was also terrified-and I was even more so.
When Du Yunting emerged from the kitchen, he was clutching a kitchen knife.
That smile was still on his face, but it had turned into a look of absolute madness-a madness so extreme it was perverse.
The moment I saw that smile, a sense of familiarity suddenly surged in my heart, and an inexplicable fear gripped me.
Because I had seen that smile before. I had seen it on Du Ruhai!
“What are you doing! What do you think you’re doing!”
“Du Yunting! You motherfucker, you’re really trying this with me!”
Both shocked and enraged, Xiang Kai scrambled to his feet and began shouting at Du Yunting, pointing a finger at him.
Du Yunting seemed to be having a psychotic break. His smile was enough to make one’s hair stand on end. “President Xiang, I didn’t realize you admired me so much. President Xiang, come here and let me hack you to death! Hahahaha! Come here and let me hack you to death!”
With that, he actually raised the knife and chased after him.
Terrified, Xiang Kai turned to run, but before he could get far, Du Yunting struck him in the back with the knife.
Xiang Kai collapsed to the floor, screaming in agony. The man who had been so arrogant just moments ago suddenly became pathetic, incessantly begging Du Yunting for mercy.
But Du Yunting was like a madman, swinging the knife down on Xiang Kai over and over again.
In a matter of moments, Xiang Kai was hacked to death in the middle of the living room.