"Why did you take so long on this trip? It's been five or six days already, and you didn't even reply to my messages."
The moment Yang Jian returned home, he heard Jiang Yan complaining.
Jiang Yan was sitting on the sofa in a short-sleeved shirt, hugging her pair of fair, slender legs as she watched television. The TV was repeatedly broadcasting the aftermath of various incidents in Dachang City.
"Something happened on the way back. I nearly didn't make it home." Yang Jian sat down casually, his whole body relaxing somewhat.
Jiang Yan squeezed in beside him and asked nervously, "What happened?"
"What else? I ran into another supernatural incident. Somehow, I got onto a ghost bus. There were several ghosts sitting on it, and I spent half the night with them." Yang Jian glanced at her.
Several ghosts?
Jiang Yan jumped in fright. "Was it really that terrifying?"
"It was far more terrifying than you imagined. Good thing you didn't insist on coming along. More than twenty passengers who got on the bus with me all died. Even I couldn't save them." Yang Jian said, "Forget it, let's not talk about that. What's going on at home? Why have you been staying here? I haven't seen you go to work."
Jiang Yan immediately felt a lingering chill upon hearing that. Then she said, "The sales office shut down. I'm unemployed now. Didn't you tell President Zhang that the apartments here weren't going to be sold anymore?"
"Where's Zhang Liqin? Did she leave?" Yang Jian suddenly asked.
"Of course she left while you were gone. Was she supposed to stay here and wait for you forever?"
Jiang Yan asked suspiciously, "Why are you so concerned about Zhang Liqin? I've been with you for so long, but I've never seen