allonlinenovel Chapter 120 The Hobbies of the Rich
Chapter 120 The Hobbies of the Rich
Thinking of his son who was tied up, Jiang Tao dialed a number. "I'll send you the address. Come and pick Haiyuan up and take him home. Same rules as always, you absolutely cannot untie the ropes."
About two hours later, the two cars stopped one after the other in front of a residential building.
Zhong Zheyi walked through the door carrying his suitcase, feeling quite uncomfortable. It was one thing for the boss to drive himself and for the future boss's wife to come and help at home.
Now I'm troubling them to climb the stairs again, and I feel really ashamed.
Jiang Tao followed closely behind, and seeing the three of them enter room 802, he quickly knocked on the door of room 801.
Money makes the world go round. When he was being beaten, he saw the contents of the box and realized they were all talismans.
Although it's common knowledge that celebrities have chaotic private lives, he still felt that something was amiss tonight.
The moment the door closed, a cold wind blew and the temperature dropped sharply. Cheng Ai and Ye Jingke were welcomed to the sofa, while Zhong Zheyi served tea, water, and washed fruit.
The living room is very small, with only a sofa and a small coffee table.
Cheng Ai started braiding a red string as soon as she got on the bus. At this moment, she was trying to weave the butterfly jade from the hairpin into it, looking focused and serious.
Ye Jingke and Zhong Zheyi tacitly refrained from disturbing each other, and for a moment the room was unusually quiet, with only the sound of each other's soft breathing audible.
This really worried Jiang Tao, who was hanging outside the balcony. Two big men were staring intently at a woman braiding a rope. Rich people are indeed extraordinary.
Wait a minute! I'm incredibly wealthy, so why don't I have that kind of fetish?
Pah! A celebrity? How shameful!
Jiang Tao was still grumbling to himself, while Cheng Ai was finally getting down to business.
She pointed to the suitcase and said without looking up, "Don't touch the paper figures. There are talismans and candles in the hidden compartment of the suitcase. Stick the talismans in the center of the floor of each room, then light the candles and place them on top."
Zhong Zheyi was about to do as he was told, but was stopped. "Go find a piece of clothing that Auntie wore before she died. Give the talisman and candle to Jingke."
After much effort, everything was finally settled. Cheng Ai stopped braiding the rope, stood up, and extended her left hand to Zhong Zheyi. "I need your blood."
Zhong Zheyi looked around but couldn't find any tools like fruit knives or scissors, so he decided to use his teeth.
But he was clumsy and actually put his finger vertically into his mouth and bit it, which hurt so much that his eyes welled up with tears but no blood was drawn.
Ye Jingke was truly helpless. He pressed the button on his watch, took out the newly made dagger, and slashed Zhong Zheyi's fingertip hard, squeezing out a large pool of blood.
Jiang Tao frowned, and he shakily pulled out his wife's photo from his pocket, muttering, "Xiao Fang, this Master Ai likes to bleed people, he's completely unreliable. Don't worry, I will definitely protect our son!"
After putting away the photos, Jiang Tao tried to jump back to the adjacent balcony, but as soon as he took half a step, his belt got stuck in a crack in the long-neglected wall.
He glanced down and was immediately terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Xiaofang, my husband is in trouble, please show your power and save me!
Cheng Ai clasped her hands together, summoned a brush, dipped it in blood, and pulled open Zhong Zheyi's clothes to draw a talisman on his chest.
Ye Jingke didn't say anything, feeling a little jealous. Luckily, Ai Ai didn't touch that brat's skin, otherwise he would definitely go crazy.
After Cheng Ai finished drawing the talisman, she put down her brush, let Zhong Zheyi sit on the sofa, and dressed the paper figure covered with talismans before speaking calmly, "Please listen carefully to what I am about to say, or you will bear the consequences."
Zhong Zheyi nodded solemnly in agreement, looking like a well-behaved child, which made people smile.
Cheng Ai smiled with satisfaction and continued, "After Auntie passed away, she should have immediately entered the cycle of reincarnation, but she chose to stay by your side, which means she gave up the opportunity to be reincarnated."
Zhong Zheyi's pupils contracted, his fists clenched, and he tried to calm himself down, "Why...why..."
Cheng Ai instructed Ye Jingke to find a small mirror and hand it to him, patiently explaining, "Your eyes are slightly dark, and lately you've been sleepy, sweaty, have cold hands and feet, and are restless. It's all because of your aunt."
After a pause, she quickly added a comforting remark, "But you don't need to worry too much. I have my own way. But let me make this clear first: I have no right to interfere with what she will be reincarnated as in her next life."
"The aunt will return to life through the paper effigy in a little while. You need to persuade her to leave voluntarily before the candle goes out. If you fail, she will be condemned to eternal damnation."
Zhong Zheyi was deeply moved, and he held Cheng Ai's small hand, bursting into tears, "Sister Ai... I will try my best... I can never repay your great kindness..."
Ye Jingke pulled her to his side and gently reminded her, "Ai Ai, it's getting late, Bai Jing is still waiting."
After saying that, he glared coldly at Zhong Zheyi, his displeasure evident in his brows.
He had nothing to repay her with, so he offered himself to her. He hadn't even gotten a taste of her yet, so why should you get away with it?
Zhong Zheyi had no idea what his boss was thinking; if he did, he would definitely cry foul.
What he was about to say was: If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me. No matter what, I will go through fire and water for you.
He only wanted to express his sincerity and had no intention of being frivolous in the slightest.
Upon meeting Ye Jingke's icy gaze, Zhong Zheyi immediately fell silent, lowering his head and concealing his eyes.
Without wasting any words, Cheng Ai directly unleashed her mystical technique.
In an instant, a bright blue light appeared, but fortunately it was late at night and did not disturb the nearby residents.
Jiang Tao craned his neck to look into the room, utterly shocked.
He wasn't seeing things, was he? The paper figure had turned into a living woman embracing Zhong Zheyi?
Holy crap, this is too surreal!
He pulled out the photo again, excitedly murmuring, "Xiaofang, Master Ai is incredibly reliable. If losing a little blood can restore our son to normal, I'd be willing!"
Cheng Ai and Ye Jingke left the Zhong mother and son alone and rushed back to the company without stopping.
Jiang Tao finally overcame the belt and landed safely.
The next second, his phone vibrated. He picked it up, looked at it, and immediately collapsed unconscious.
Oh my god, Master Ai sent me a WeChat message: [Keep your eyes shut and your mouth shut. If it happens again, you will be severely punished.]
When we arrived at Shengding International, the entire building was pitch black except for the lights on the top floor.
Cheng Ai set up a protective barrier around them before taking the president's private elevator with Ye Jingke to the conference room.
The door wasn't closed properly, and through the crack, she could clearly hear the arguing inside.
Li Wu, with his slicked-back hair and powdered face, looked impatient. He slammed his right hand on the table and roared angrily, "Didn't Bai Jing announce a meeting? Where's Ye Jingke? Why isn't he here yet?"
Wearing glasses, Yang Liguang gave a wicked smile and slowly rebuked, "What's the rush? The company is under our control, are we afraid he'll stand us up?"
Bald Dong Sihan was even more agitated. He stomped his feet angrily, spitting everywhere, "You're right! If Ye Jingke doesn't know what's good for him, I'll expose all the confidential documents Zhang Caifeng gave me!"
Nian Shuang, who had a black mole at the corner of her right eye, slowly curled her lips, calmly took out a fruit knife and stuck it on the table, her eyes vacant, "Shengding International, things are about to change."