It was already past the end of work, and Ling Jun was still sitting motionless on the wide office chair, his frowning brows showing the boredom in his heart at the moment.

As the CEO of the second largest listed company in Suyang City, the 42-year-old Ling Jun should have supreme scenery and respect. But he raised his son alone, but he has always lived cautiously and walked on thin ice. The secret buried in the bottom of my heart has become heavier and heavier as the years go by.

It's okay to be like this, but in recent years, I found that my son also had frequent accidents. That's why he's so upset today.

Ling Haoze is his only son and the only child in his life. I can't say how much he loves him, but after all, this is his child, that is, the continuation of his life, and his only relative in this world, so he has to protect him and try to give him a future without cripples. But Ling Jun forgot one thing, he himself could not be regarded as a sound person, coupled with his distorted personality and how to give his father love, how could he ensure that his son's life had no shortcomings?

Alas! Ling Jun sighed, stood up and walked outside.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening, and Hao Ze should have gone home. The lawyer hired with a high salary said that he would ensure that Ling Haoze would not be involved. But even so, I have to talk to him tonight.

On the way back, Ling Jun's wrinkled forehead never let go, and the thick blood vessel at the door of his head was beating very abnormally. It's okay for his son to be worried, but he also had an accident, and the traffic accident more than ten days ago still makes him feel at ease every day. Although I found someone to blame, I was still upset.

That woman is too much like Jiang Jie, no, it should be said that she looks exactly the same. But how is that possible? Jiang Jie has long since died, and the body was burned by my own hands, and there is not even a slag left. Although he knew this, the moment he saw the woman, there was still an uncontrollable strong killing intent in his heart, so that he didn't even notice the little girl she was holding next to her. But even if he noticed, he would still do it.

Normally, it takes an hour to drive from the company to home, but today it was surprisingly smooth, not only were there few vehicles on the road, but not even a red light was touched, so in less than forty minutes, Ling Jun returned to the community where he lived.

Before going upstairs, Ling Jun went around to the supermarket in the community and bought some snacks that his son loved to eat. It is said that children in this period are a little rebellious, and if they want him to speak their hearts to themselves, they need to be skillfully guided. But how do you guide it? Ling Jun hasn't figured it out yet, but it should be useful to give some sugar-coated shells first.

Carrying two large bags of things upstairs was effortless for the tall Ling Jun. However, the moment he opened the door, Ling Jun's heart skipped a beat.

The lights in the living room were not turned on, and the whole room was dark. The only bit of light came from his son's bedroom, but it was also extremely dim, like a computer light source, but the sound coming from inside made Ling Jun feel flustered for no reason.

What is this kid looking at?

Ling Jun put down the things in his hand and quietly walked over, he planned to see what his son was looking at in the room alone with the light off?

The door was ajar, and Ling Jun saw Ling Haoze sitting in front of the computer with his back to him in a strange posture, he walked closer quietly, but was surprised to see that what was playing on the computer was a few teenagers doing that kind of unsightly dirty thing. Ling Jun glared, feeling that the lewd and arrogant laughter coming out of the computer that resounded throughout the room was so sharp and harsh.

He knew the three gangsters on the screen, and he also knew that they were accused together with Ling Haoze, and he was released by him at that time. Originally, I thought it was just a farce between children who didn't control themselves, so that time he just verbally reprimanded his son a few words, and warned him not to have anything to do with those people anymore, and then ignored it. And looking at it like this, the person who recorded the video was obviously his baby son Ling Haoze.

"Ling Haoze!"

When Ling Jun roared angrily, he almost felt his anger trembling, but just as he shouted, the light in the living room lit up as if he had pressed a voice switch.

Surprised, Ling Jun quickly turned around, only to find a white-bearded old man sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Odd! Why didn't you notice anyone in the living room when you just entered the door?

The old man sat straight in the middle of the sofa, his hands crossed on a dragon's head cane between his legs, his face grim, and his eyes staring at Ling Jun coldly.

"Who are you? Why is it in my house? ”

After asking this sentence, Ling Jun suddenly found that from just now to now, Ling Haoze still maintained that strange posture and did not move.

Ignoring the old man, Ling Jun quickly walked to his son's side, bent down to check, only to find that Ling Haoze was staring at the computer with a strange smile on his face.

"What did you do to my son?" Ling Jun ran back to the living room, pointed at the old man and asked sharply.

"Don't worry, your son will be fine, at least not today. Ling Jun, I'm mainly here to find you today, so let's talk about you first. The old man still had a serious face, and there was no warmth in his eyes. At this time, I saw that his right hand left the cane and waved it casually on the sofa next to him, but I saw a young woman suddenly appear out of thin air on the sofa that was originally empty. The woman looked like twenty-five or sixteen, with short ear-length hair, a delicate complexion, but pale and bloodless, and wore an old-fashioned uniform from the eighties. At this moment, sitting beside the old man, he was silent but looked at Ling Jun with a resentful look in his eyes.

Ling Jun's eyes widened in horror when he saw the woman like that, and at the same time, his legs fell to the ground with weakness. The gaping mouth murmured, "This can't be, this can't ......"

"Impossible? Ling Jun, what do you mean by impossible? Is it Jiang Jie, shouldn't she be here? Yes, she has been killed by you, and it stands to reason that she should not have appeared. But---" The old man said and stood up, slowly pacing to Ling Jun's side, looking at him condescendingly.

"But, Ling Jun, do you know? Because of your cruel killing, there is no proof of her death in the yang world, and Jiang Jie in the underworld has become a resentful spirit, and she has not been reincarnated for so many years, and can only do hard labor in the netherworld day and night. What is the difference between such a woman and those evil spirits who have fallen into hell? But even so, she didn't think of coming out to seek revenge on you. But what about you? What did you do again? ”

"Wraiths?" Ling Jun mechanically repeated this extremely unfamiliar word, raised his head and looked blankly at the white-haired and white-bearded old man in front of him, "You...... Are you a human or a ghost? ”

"It doesn't matter if I'm a human or a ghost. The important thing is that today I am here to pay off your debt. However, it is not only Jiang Jie's debt. ”

"Paying off debts? What debts to repay? I have no debts to pay. She...... She's damned, with ...... What does it have to do with me, why did you come to me? Ling Jun trembled and raised his hand to point at Jiang Jie, who was sitting opposite, but deliberately ignored the old man's last words. But deep in my heart, there was a fear that was even more terrible than just now, but at the same time, another voice was shouting, I don't owe anyone, I am above board, I don't need to pay my debts, I don't need to, I don't need to ......

The old man seemed to be able to see through what Ling Jun was thinking, and sneered: "Hmph, there is no debt to repay?" Don't need to pay off your debts? Is that really the case? Or, I should call you Chen Erwa. ”

Hearing the words "Chen Erwa", Ling Jun's head exploded, and at the same time, his face became as pale as ashes.......