Qin Hong had taken a terrible fall and failed to get up for a long time, yet no one paid her any attention, as though she were an invisible person who did not matter.
She was furious and about to fly into a rage, but gradually realized something was wrong.
Reincarnation?!
Sleeping beside someone in a coffin?!
What did that mean?!
Was Zhong Fanrui really possessed?!
Then who was looking for him?!
What was going on with the Talisman Paper in Jian Ran's hand?!
Since when had he started taking jobs involving evil spirits and ghosts?!
Qin Hong's expression shifted several times, and for the moment, she dared not speak.
"I have nothing to do with him anymore. No matter what you say, I won't go back." Zhong Fanrui's voice was cold as he lifted his foot to step over the mess Jian Ran had made and head upstairs.
Neither of the two men sitting side by side on the sofa stopped him. They let Zhong Fanrui leave.
Then they turned their gazes to Qin Hong's face.
After all, they had come here for more than one reason.
"W-what are you going to do?!" Sensing danger, Qin Hong finally grew afraid and braced one hand behind her.
Jian Ran raised one corner of his mouth. "Weren't you so arrogant at the hospital? Calling me a little bitch every other breath?"
"You are one..."
"Auntie, I think I've figured out your tricks," Jian Ran said with a laugh. "You actually paid to summon spirits to make Zhong Fanrui more charming?"
"I really have to admire you."
"You really will stop at nothing!"
Qin Hong still did not think she had done anything wrong. Bluffing to hide her fear, she shouted, "You're making a fuss over nothing! Whose family fortune wasn't built