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Chapter 317: Ghost Scaring People

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Ghost Scaring People

Xu Jiadong has been very pleased with himself lately. In his fifties, he never expected to have a son.

This really made him overjoyed beyond expectation.

Yang Yunxiu was just a fling for him, someone to use without attachment, for ultimately she was another man’s wife.

But he never imagined that she would bear him a son.

He himself found it unbelievable, but a DNA test clearly confirmed that the child was indeed his.

At his age, Xu Jiadong was quite traditional; the importance of passing on the family line was deeply ingrained. Although he already had a son, who was probably not much younger than Yang Xiuyun.

Yet this unexpected child still brought him immense joy.

As the mother of his child, he could no longer treat Yang Yunxiu as he had in the past.

So, he arranged a separate residence for her with personal care.

As for her original husband, he didn’t care at all, treating the man as if he were air.

However, being always cautious, Xu Jiadong enhanced security measures to prevent Yan Zicong from taking desperate actions.

Indeed, he was right, as Yan Zicong caused trouble several times, which eventually ceased.

But Xu Jiadong did not let his guard down because people either explode in silence or perish in it.

He wasn’t afraid of death, he feared the other’s outburst, so he arranged someone to keep watch.

Then—

Yan Zicong’s body was discovered in the morning, and Xu Jiadong found out by noon.

Enemies were informed faster than family.

"Ha~, he’s dead just like that, so useless."

Xu Jiadong disdainfully tossed the photo on the desk, which showed Yan Zicong’s bloated, pale corpse, still timely discovered before it swelled beyond recognition.

While Xu Jiadong spoke disdainfully, he sighed in relief inwardly.

As the saying goes: a thief can’t be on guard every day, but now the problem was permanently solved.

He picked up his cup and walked to the water dispenser to pour himself a water.

Just then, a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Aiyo, his body turned quite pale, didn’t it?"

This voice, he knew all too well; he stiffened, turned around, and saw Yan Zicong standing right where he had been seated.

Seeing him turn around, Yan Zicong flashed a sinister smile.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Xu."

"Yan... Yan Zicong?" Xu Jiadong was utterly shocked, his voice trembling.

Just then, the noise from the water dispenser brought him back to his senses; he quickly turned to shut it off.

At that moment, countless thoughts spun in his mind, and an idea surfaced.

"Yan Zicong isn’t dead, this is a trap he set up..."

With that thought, he was no longer scared and turned around ready to burst out in curses, only to feel a chill over his hands and feet, for there was no one by his seat.

He looked around the office, which was empty, with no possible hiding spots.

Moreover, this was the 25th floor, and the only exit was the door next to the water dispenser.

At this point, he came back to his senses. How did Yan Zicong get in?

Xu Jiadong stood rooted to the spot for a while before finally snapping out of it, cautiously returning to his seat, but first, he looked under the desk, since it was probably the only place in the office someone could hide.

Yet, the empty space under the desk only heightened his fear.

Xu Jiadong already had slightly high blood pressure, and this shock made him feel dizzy and disoriented.

He leaned on the chair for a while before gradually regaining composure, then immediately had someone come in.

After inquiries and checking the surveillance, it turned out that he had been talking to the air the whole time in the office.

"Could it be because I didn’t rest well last night?" Xu Jiadong gently rubbed his forehead, suspecting that there might be something wrong with his mental state.

However, he dared not stay in the office any longer. After notifying his driver, he immediately got up and headed downstairs, planning to go home to rest.

At this moment, it was the middle of the afternoon work hours; the elevator was empty, with only him inside.

Standing in the elevator, Xu Jiadong checked the time. It was just past three in the afternoon. He hesitated, wondering whether to visit his newly born child, whom he naturally adored.

Just as he was about to lower his hand, a hand suddenly landed on his shoulder. Xu Jiadong was startled, and without thinking, he turned around only to find nobody behind him.

Xu Jiadong felt a rush of blood to his head, his heart pounding wildly, and his face turned deathly pale.

Fortunately, the elevator doors opened at this moment, and he quickly stumbled out.

"Mr. Xu, what’s wrong?"

A hand reached out to his wrist. Startled, Xu Jiadong screamed and instinctively pushed the person away before realizing it was his driver.

"Mr. Xu, are you okay?" The driver, Xiao Chen, asked worriedly.

"I... I’m fine..." Xu Jiadong panted, covering his chest.

His eyes darted around anxiously.

Xiao Chen helped the almost collapsing Xu Jiadong into the car.

Then he asked, "Mr. Xu, where are we going now?"

"Go... to Eight Immortals Temple," Xu Jiadong said.

"Okay." Xiao Chen slowly started the car and drove out of the garage.

Xu Jiadong, touching his chest, looked out the window, secretly wondering if he had truly encountered a ghost.

At that moment, he sharply focused his gaze and saw Yan Zicong standing by a pillar, smiling and waving at him.

As the car passed by him, Xu Jiadong quickly turned to look, but the person under the pillar had disappeared.

"Xiao... Xiao Chen, was there a person waving at us just now?" Xu Jiadong asked nervously.

"I don’t think so?" Xiao Chen replied, trying to recollect.

He hadn’t noticed anyone.

Xu Jiadong looked at the car’s dash cam and quickly said, "Turn on the dash cam, rewind it and check."

As the boss, his word was final, so Xiao Chen turned on and rewound the dash cam, but no matter how much they checked, there was no sign of anyone.

Xiao Chen murmured, "Mr. Xu, it’s working hours now, and there are usually very few people in the garage."

Xu Jiadong remained silent, his face even paler.

"Go to Eight Immortals Temple, go to Eight Immortals Temple, faster..." he kept urging.

Seeing the car leave the garage, Yan Zicong’s figure reappeared and then turned into a gust of Yin Wind, whistling away.

In life, he wanted them dead; now that he is dead, he wanted them alive.

Because death was too easy for them; he wanted to gradually torment them, to make them collapse, otherwise, he couldn’t quench the resentment in his heart.

Xu Jiadong went to the Eight Immortals Temple, burned incense, and sought talismans. With Yan Zicong no longer appearing, he finally felt a bit relieved.

Around the same time, he received a text message confirming that Yan Zicong really had died, by suicide, with surveillance capturing him jumping into the sea the previous night.

However, there seemed to be some issues with his mental state; his behavior before death was quite abnormal as he stood on a bridge talking to himself.

But Xu Jiadong didn’t care about these details; as long as Yan Zicong didn’t come after him, anything was fine.

"Mr. Xu, where are we going now?"

Xu Jiadong thought for a moment and said, "Go to Jingxiu Garden."

That was where Yang Yunxiu and her son lived. He was somewhat worried and wanted to check on them.

Moreover, he had obtained talismans and sought divine protection for them, which he planned to deliver in person.

PS: Also, this update was supposed to be in the morning, but it’s written every day at 5 because it’s too cold to get up early now. I’ve been lazy o(╥﹏╥)o, but don’t worry, the update quantity won’t decrease.

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