Chapter 181
Chapter 181
Xiang Kai’s remains had already been taken to the funeral home. Next would come cremation, then burial.
This step was essentially giving the Corpse-Guarding Soul a home, which was beneficial for a Ghost.
In that case, why was Xiang Kai still causing trouble?
Song Xiaotian and I were on our way to Pan Xiaorou’s house.
He was drunk and couldn’t drive, so I had to do it.
On the way, I called Seventh Master and explained the situation to him.
But Seventh Master was very calm. He asked if my phone was on speaker.
I said no, I was wearing an earpiece.
“Pan Xiaorou is lying to you,” Seventh Master said.
I was a little stunned. “Why?”
“I set up so many measures there. As long as it’s not a Vengeful Ghost, there’s no way it could get in.” Seventh Master was very confident in his own abilities, and his tone turned meaningful. “That girl is trying to trick Song Xiaotian into going over to keep her company. Understand?”
Realization dawned on me, and I couldn’t help laughing. I turned back to look at Song Xiaotian. He had fallen asleep.
“All right, Seventh Master. Then don’t bother coming over.”
After hanging up, I was rather speechless.
Pan Xiaorou was two years older than Song Xiaotian, so how was she this childish? She actually made up a lie like that to trick us.
When women pursued love, they really were capable of anything.
But then I thought, since nothing had happened, should I still take Song Xiaotian over?
Meng Yifan would be released tomorrow. It was only one night, so to be safe, I decided to take him there anyway…
When we reached the entrance to the neighborhood, Song Xiaotian was still groggy with sleep. I had to pat him several times before I managed to wake him up.
Just like last night, Pan Xiaorou was standing at the gate in her pajamas, looking terrified.
But I could tell she was acting.
Besides, she had been drinking too. Her face was bright red.
“What’s going on?” Song Xiaotian was pretty drunk and wiped his face.
He still hadn’t realized Pan Xiaorou was lying to him.
Pan Xiaorou knitted her delicate brows, her acting exaggerated. “It’s… it’s basically the same as last night. I got scared…”
“Let’s go take a look first,” I said, not exposing her.
On the way to the villa, I saw the same Mercedes from last night again. The same man was still sitting inside, staring at Song Xiaotian with hatred all over his face.
Only after we had walked farther away did I ask Pan Xiaorou, “President Pan, what’s your relationship with the person in that car?”
Pan Xiaorou said, “That’s Xiang Kai’s driver, as well as his personal assistant.”
I asked, “President Xiang has already passed away, so why is he still waiting there?”
Pan Xiaorou said, “I don’t know. Maybe he had a deep bond with Xiang Kai and can’t accept it for the moment. Besides, he’s been with Xiang Kai for so many years. It wouldn’t be right for me to drive him away.”
That lie was just as over-the-top as her acting.
After we entered the villa, I made a show of looking around, but I didn’t see anything. From the moment I stepped inside, I hadn’t sensed any trace of a Ghost lingering there.
Song Xiaotian also noticed something was off. Frowning, he said, “There’s nothing here. Everything seems normal.”
Pan Xiaorou immediately looked embarrassed. “Maybe… maybe I’m just being paranoid. What happened last night left a shadow over me… I’m really sorry for troubling you both to make another trip.”
Song Xiaotian yawned. “As long as everything’s fine. Go home and sleep.”
Pan Xiaorou blushed. “Um, I’m still really scared. Could you stay and keep me company for one more night…”
Song Xiaotian froze in place. The alcohol in him cleared by more than half in an instant.
“No, President Pan, your husband was just taken to the funeral home today. His family must all be here by now. If they come to your house and see this, it’ll be hard to explain…”
Pan Xiaorou said, “It’s fine. After he died, his family started making a scene about dividing up the assets. Things have gotten unpleasant between us, and I won’t let them into my house.”
Song Xiaotian said, “But I… I…”
“Xiaotian, please,” Pan Xiaorou said. Then she actually reached out and grabbed Song Xiaotian by the arm, looking up at him pitifully. “I’m really scared.”
Oh, for crying out loud. It had only been one night, and she’d already changed what she called him.
Song Xiaotian looked utterly helpless. “Fine… fine. I’ll go out and see him off.”
After we came out of the villa, he kept glaring at me.
“What are you glaring at me for? I didn’t say a word just now.”
“Did you already know she was lying to us?”
Song Xiaotian interrogated me. “Are you and Seventh Master out of your minds? How can you just randomly play matchmaker like that?”
I said, “We weren’t actually trying to set you two up. We were just joking around. Besides, Meng Yifan is getting released tomorrow. I was just playing it safe. And… you’re the one who provoked her first.”
His eyes went wide. “When did I provoke her?”
“That day at the company. You flirted with her.”
“I… I fucking…” Song Xiaotian stomped his foot in frustration. “Wasn’t I doing that to save that idiot Meng Yifan?”
I grew serious too. “Either way, you did provoke her, so there’s nothing anyone can do about it. Either you wait until Meng Yifan gets out tomorrow, then find a chance to talk to her properly, sincerely apologize, and explain everything clearly.”
“Or you can only submit to her.”
Song Xiaotian wiped his face and let out a long sigh. “I give up.”
I couldn’t help laughing again. “You both drank tonight, so be careful. Don’t let the booze make you do something reckless. Watch out, or things might go off accidentally.”
“Fuck, where’s my baton? I’m beating you to death today!”
Before he could pull out his baton, I slipped away first.
…
Early the next morning, I didn’t sleep in. I got up at the crack of dawn.
According to Song Xiaotian, Meng Yifan would be released that morning. That idiot had definitely been living worse than death lately and was probably in a fragile state, so naturally, we had to go pick him up.
Seventh Master’s car had been lent to someone else yesterday, so I had to pick Seventh Master up first.
By the time I got Seventh Master, it was already nine in the morning. Then I went to pick up Song Xiaotian.
Song Xiaotian was still at Pan Xiaorou’s place. Today was the first day of Xiang Kai’s funeral, and as his widow, that woman had stubbornly refused to attend her late husband’s funeral.
Especially since her current identity was the chairwoman of Jiangling Group, she wasn’t even afraid of people gossiping about her.
I suspected it was because Song Xiaotian was at her place and she wanted to avoid suspicion. But she wasn’t avoiding anything else-she was avoiding her identity as a widow.
She might truly want to be with Song Xiaotian wholeheartedly, and she was afraid Song Xiaotian would mind that she had once been Xiang Kai’s wife. So she simply didn’t attend Xiang Kai’s funeral.
I had to say, once a woman fell in love, she really could get completely carried away. Nothing else mattered.
When Seventh Master and I arrived at the entrance to her residential compound, Song Xiaotian was walking out with a dazed expression.
He seemed a little out of it. Even after getting in the car, he didn’t say a word to us.
“What’s wrong with you? Did someone have their way with you?”
He glared at me but still didn’t speak.
Seventh Master and I stopped teasing him and drove straight to the detention center.
On the way, he smoked one cigarette after another. I thought to myself, this guy normally doesn’t let us smoke in his car, so why was he smoking now?
When we reached the entrance of the detention center, Meng Yifan hadn’t been released yet, so we stood outside and waited.
Song Xiaotian had smoked quite a lot. After finishing the whole pack, he went to buy more cigarettes nearby.
Out of nowhere, I caught a glimpse of his neck and saw several hickeys on it.
I was stunned. I quickly tugged Seventh Master over and whispered, “Seventh Master, he really did get taken advantage of…”