An eerie voice drifted through the room, calling Yang Jian's name as if a ghost were searching for him.
The voice began its search on the first floor, gradually moving to the second, then the third, before reaching the fourth.
The rooms on the fourth floor were brightly lit.
Jiang Yan was lying on her stomach on the bed, playing on her phone and constantly posting updates.
"Recently, my boyfriend has been ignoring me again. I'm utterly heartbroken. I'm all alone in such a huge house. How miserable."
The accompanying picture was Yang Jian's luxurious villa.
Her previous post read: Be a happy little simp. Believe in yourself—simp hard enough, and you'll have everything.
The post before that read: My boyfriend gave me five million to buy a car. What kind should I get?
Every post had dozens of replies beneath it, from her high school and college classmates, as well as relatives and friends.
"Sister Jiang, your boyfriend definitely doesn't love you anymore. Hurry up and introduce him to me."
"How could a Ghost Tamer be this rich? Something must be wrong."
"When are you getting married? We're waiting for the wedding feast. I heard Dachang City has chemical pollution. Jiang Yan, are you okay?"
Jiang Yan hummed as she browsed through the comments, replying to a few now and then. Her face was full of happiness and satisfaction, with even a hint of smugness.
What she failed to notice was that a voice calling Yang Jian's name had been lingering beside her all along, as though someone were standing at her side and whispering.
Yet Jiang Yan showed no reaction whatsoever. No matter how the voice haunted her, she still could not hear it.
After lingering for a while, the voice finally left and headed for the fifth