Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Woman in the Dream

On weekdays, it was rare for him to see Shen Wan lose his temper with him.

"You and I don't have much to do with me, as long as I find what I want, I'll leave, so why should you care about me? Nanqi, I always thought you were a sane person, no matter what you did, I never doubted it, but now I can't understand you a little. ”

That's the truth, she still can't understand why Nan Qi is so special to this woman, after encountering her things, she seems to have lost her mind, and has done things that she would not have done in the past.

Is it because she's pretty? No, he would never do anything out of the ordinary for the sake of beauty. She knew he was hiding something from her, but it was because of that she felt even more uncomfortable.

"You'll understand later." Nan Qi looked at her and stopped talking.

Shen Wan smiled bitterly, "I can't control you, but if you continue like this, then we'd better break up early." ”

With that, she walked out.

Nan Qi was left alone in the hall, his face was lonely, he looked at the direction of Shen Wan's departure, and fell into deep thought.

In this world, not everything is clearly explained.

Xu Mengqing was still uneasy, she was thinking about how to kill Nan Qi to avenge her mother, and on the other hand, she was thinking about Xiaoju, although she didn't dare to confirm it, she always felt that the dead girl was Xiaoju.

For some reason, this feeling is getting stronger.

That night she fell asleep in a groggy half-sitting bed, and in her sleep she appeared in a daze a naked woman, who struggled to see the woman in front of her, but all she could see was bloody.

"Xiaoju, is that you?"

"Miss, I died so miserably, you have to avenge me." The woman had been surrounding Xu Mengqing, her cold hands caressing her body little by little, and the cold breath seeped from her skin to her bones.

The chill grew deeper and deeper, and she only felt that she was overwhelmed, and her breathing was getting weaker and weaker.

"Miss, is she alright?"

"Hmm."

Xu Mengqing heard someone talking beside her bed in a daze, she slowly opened her eyes, the dazzling sunlight shook her eyes a little, how could it be daytime.

She struggled to get up and looked at Shen Wan and Luo Xi who were standing in front of her.

"What are you trying to do here?"

"You woman really don't know what to do, if it weren't for our young lady, you would have died a long time ago." He had already been killed by a ghost, and Luo Xi looked at Xu Mengqing with a face full of displeasure.

"Luo Xi, you go and get busy with your business first."

Seeing that Shen Wan opened his mouth, Luo Xi walked out of Xu Mengqing's room although he was unwilling.

"Miss Xu, the ninth master has saved you three or four times, if you are not grateful, forget it, why is this dagger still inserted into the benefactor's chest?"

"You hypocrites, he is clearly my enemy."

"You said that he was your mother-killing enemy, why are you so sure that your mother was killed by the Ninth Master?"

"Is there anything wrong with what I saw with my own eyes?"

"Then what good do you say that our ninth master killed your mother, he is the president of the Jinling Chamber of Commerce, a businessman with a head and a face in Jiangnan, why would he kill a woman and children. And this kind of thing happened, no one except your Xu family knew about it, don't you think it's strange? ”

Xu Mengqing didn't speak and couldn't speak, because she actually didn't understand why Nan Qi killed her mother, but when she saw it, she decided that he was a murderer.

"Do you believe that there are ghosts in the world?"