chapter 7

I refused sternly: “No help!”

An ex should be as quiet as if dead, but not him-he’s not only come back from the grave, he’s even refused to leave my house.

“I won’t let you help for nothing.”

Xu Mo’s voice carried a hint of urgency. “I’ll repay you.”

“Repay?” I sneered. “With that body of yours that doesn’t even exist anymore?”

His shadowy figure flushed slightly. “Or… I could pay you.”

“No deal.” I curled up on the sofa and turned my face away.

Xu Mo crouched beside me.

Strangely, this familiar closeness actually gave me a sense of comfort.

Hadn’t we already broken up?

Why did I still feel this way about him?

“So what will it take for you to help me?” He lowered his voice, almost pleading.

My attitude remained firm: “Even the police couldn’t find your body-what could I possibly do?”

Xu Mo fell silent, then said softly, “Then… could you come home with me and see my parents?”

I should have refused.

But deep inside, curiosity was stirring.

All those years together, he’d never mentioned his family.

Lin Qi, get a grip!

I cursed myself inwardly.

We’ve already broken up-why bother learning about his family?

“Why don’t you go back yourself?”

I couldn’t help but ask.

Following the address he gave me, I arrived at an imposing building and stopped in front of a certain apartment.

After pressing the doorbell, the door was opened by a well-dressed middle-aged man.

Xu Mo’s father, Xu Hongyuan.

“Hello, Uncle Xu,” I greeted politely.

“You again.” His tone left me frozen in place.

We’d clearly never met before, so what did he mean by “again”?