Terror: I Only Sell Haunted Houses
Chapter 95

Song Qing

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When Meng Yifan and I woke up,

we were already in the hospital, and it was daylight.

We were both lying in beds, covered in injuries.

Meng Yifan was in better shape than I was. He had thicker skin and more padding, after all.

I was in a miserable state. My back felt as though it was splitting open, and every movement hurt enough to make me suck in a sharp breath.

"Who brought us here...?" Meng Yifan asked me.

I remembered the long black dress I had seen last night and said Du Yuwei had saved us.

Meng Yifan froze for a moment, then said reflectively, "Who would've thought someone who wanted to hurt us at first would end up saving us... Do you think she's fallen for one of us?"

I cursed at him. "You're still in the mood to joke? Look at the fucking state they beat us into."

If Du Yuwei hadn't suddenly appeared last night, we would definitely have been done for. Who knew where our bodies would be floating now?

I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared. Even thinking about it now sent a chill down my spine.

Those five people last night had been dead set on killing us.

They really were fucking lawless!

"Wasn't there something else we needed to do? It's suddenly slipped my mind," Meng Yifan asked me.

I said we had to go find Song Xiaotian's dad!

It was already daylight. Song Xiaotian had probably been arrested by now.

We struggled out of our hospital beds, both of us moving as though we were disabled.

"That idiot gave me the address, but couldn't just send me his dad's contact information."

Cursing under my breath, I supported Meng Yifan as he supported me, and we prepared to

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