“This situation remained like that for more than half a year, until you returned a few days ago. You know what happened afterward.”
Aunt Zhang licked her somewhat dry lips and picked up the tea to moisten her throat, “That’s all I know, Young Master.”
Bai Lixin sighed, “Thank you for telling me so much. You can go upstairs and rest.”
“No need.” Aunt Zhang stood up with her weary body, “I came with you just to tell you all this. I’ve told you everything I know, and it’s time for me to leave.”
Red Hair frowned as she watched Aunt Zhang prepare to leave, “It’s already past midnight and the night is so dark. Where can you go now?”
Aunt Zhang turned around and smiled at her, “I have a place to go, my home is also in the city center, just a taxi ride away.”
Seeing Aunt Zhang insisting on leaving, Bai Lixin and Dijia exchanged a glance, but they didn’t choose to detain her. Bai Lixin advised, “Be careful on the road.”
Aunt Zhang replied in a soft voice, “Okay,” and pulled a sorrowful smile, “Young Master, I regret it so much.”
“If I had stopped it the first time I found out, you wouldn’t have experienced so much pain. It’s my greed that led me to choose to ignore it.”
Bai Lixin sighed softly, “Have a safe trip.”
Aunt Zhang nodded, and walked out of the door resolutely.
Red Hair leaned against the window and looked at Aunt Zhang’s staggering figure with worry, “Are we just letting her go like that? Won’t there be any danger?”
Bai Lixin remained silent, just quietly watching Aunt Zhang’s lonely figure.
After walking for a while, Aunt Zhang stopped. Something blocked her path.
When Red Hair saw what it was, she covered her mouth, her eyes filled with horror and fear, “This, this monster, why is it following her? Didn’t it leave?”
All the hairs on her body stood on end, she had not forgotten the horrific experience a few hours ago.
The scarecrow with a pitch-black cloak stood in front of Aunt Zhang, its dark arm extended out. It was as terrifying as the god of death reaping souls. Aunt Zhang looked like a small mouse in front of it.
However, Aunt Zhang showed no panic. She showed a resigned smile, opened her arms, and slowly closed her eyes…
The pitchfork pierced through Aunt Zhang’s body mercilessly. She didn’t escape this hunting game and silently died by the roadside where no one passed.
After killing Aunt Zhang, the black scarecrow turned to face the Di residence, silently standing outside, motionless, as if waiting for someone else to come.
Red Hair had collapsed on the ground, covering her mouth. She looked at the scarecrow outside with terrified eyes, “What, what should we do? Why did this monster come back? Didn’t it leave?!”
“Wait.” Bai Lixin looked at the time on the wall. It was still half an hour before four in the morning. “It should leave as soon as four in the morning comes.”
Red Hair trembled, “It won’t suddenly come in, right?”
Bai Lixin gave Dijia a meaningful look, “No.”
Even if it had the courage, it wouldn’t dare.
The pale-faced Red Hair remained doubtful.
In the next half hour, the black scarecrow didn’t enter as Bai Lixin predicted. It just stood quietly in the yard.
At four o’clock, the black scarecrow finally moved its massive body and disappeared into the darkness.
Seeing the black monster leave, Red Hair finally breathed a sigh of relief, and had no more strength.
Unlike her who was always nervous, Bai Lixin and Dijia have been calmly sitting on the sofa for half an hour, leisurely drinking tea.
Red Hair said weakly, “It’s finally gone. It’s four in the morning. It shouldn’t come back this time, right?”
Even if it did, she didn’t have the energy to deal with this monster again. The fright had almost scared her to death!
After saying that, she looked outside at the corpse, her expression complicated, “Aunt Zhang…it seemed like she deliberately walked out to her death? Is it because the guilt was too heavy, and she wanted to atone?”
Bai Lixin gently blew the steam off his tea, “She’s still someone who hasn’t completely lost her conscience. Before the banquet tonight, she pointed out an escape route for me.”
Red Hair’s eyes dimmed, sighed deeply, unable to describe the feelings in her heart.
Dijia, who had his legs crossed, took charge of the situation, “Go rest, both of you. Little A, take this lady and Mr. Bai Lixin to the guest rooms.”
After a night of twists and turns, Red Hair was truly exhausted. Right now, she just wanted to rest, even if the sky were to fall, she’d sleep through it.
Without any objections, she stood up holding on to the sofa.
Bai Lixin glanced at Dijia, who was still sitting comfortably, “What about you?”
Dijia: “I still have some work to handle, I’ll rest later.”
The young man left with a casual “Don’t stay up too late,” and the two followed Little A.
Shortly after their departure, Dijia stood up and went to the study, aiming to quickly finalize the plan to acquire Moon Bay Hotel.
The plan was almost complete, with just a few details to adjust. Originally, he intended to revise it tomorrow, but after listening to Aunt Zhang, he changed his mind.
He had to acquire Moon Bay Hotel as quickly as possible.
Only by gaining control of the hotel could he access the most secretive information.
Surprisingly, one of the key figures in the 1719 tragedy was Bai Lixin. What had he experienced back then? Who caused him all this? The mysterious ritual… Fei Taizong couldn’t possibly achieve this alone; there must be other masterminds behind the scenes.
He needed to find out.
Whether it was the scum associated with the young man or someone else, he would find all those who harmed him.
He wanted them to pay a painful price!
The plan was revised until 5 a.m., and once Dijia confirmed there were no issues, he directly sent the email to the person in charge, instructing them to start the acquisition of Moon Bay Hotel first thing tomorrow.
After completing all tasks at hand, Dijia felt tired. He stretched himself and returned to his bedroom.
For some reason, he seemed unusually prone to fatigue these past few days.
Upon entering the bedroom, he didn’t bother turning on the lights and went straight into the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, Dijia, wrapped in a towel around his waist, dragged his exhausted body onto the bed.
The moment his body touched the mattress, Dijia’s pupils widened, and he immediately jumped up from the bed.
Someone was on the bed…?
Dijia narrowed his eyes and quietly turned on the dim night light on the bedside.
The moment the lights came on, a tranquil and well-behaved sleeping face appeared in sight.
The person was sound asleep, the blanket half-covering them, revealing skin like gelatin to the air.
Dijia froze in place. As his gaze wandered over the young man’s body, his face suddenly turned red.
He actually slept naked!
This… this…
No, why was Bai Lixin in his room? Wasn’t Little A supposed to take them to the guest rooms?’
Could this Little A still think that Bai Lixin is the “madam”, so it brought him to his bedroom?
This Little A was getting more outrageous.
A voice suddenly popped into his mind: ‘Well done, Little A.’
Dijia was shocked and quickly shook off the strange thought.
He rubbed his damp hair irritably, but his eyes were fixed on the defenseless young man on the bed.
‘Now… what should I do?
Should I go to another room?’
Swallowing hard, Dijia took a deep breath and slowly lay back on the bed.
‘This is my bedroom, why should I go to another room?
The master sleeps in the master bedroom, isn’t that natural?’
Dijia quietly turned off the light, but his heart started pounding wildly.
…
In the darkness, there were rustling sounds nearby.
Dijia tensed all over.
Did the young man hear his movements and woke up?
How should he explain?
Would the young man think he had perverse intentions toward him?
Dijia suddenly regretted lying down.
After a mental struggle, he decided to leave this place and temporarily give the bed to the young man for the night.
Just as he firmly made up his mind to leave, a taut and smooth arm suddenly draped over him.
At the moment, he wasn’t covered by a blanket or wearing a bathrobe.
A somewhat scalding arm rested on his chest, and the next second, an even hotter body leaned against him, embracing him like a koala.
Dijia didn’t dare to move at all, and his breathing gradually became heavier: “…”
‘Heavens, this is really testing my self-control, isn’t it?
Maybe you should just kill me to add some excitement.’
In the ambiguous darkness, in a place Dijia couldn’t see, a pair of bright eyes slowly opened.
Feeling the firm muscles and strength in his hands, Bai Lixin revealed a satisfied smile…
‘Sooner or later, I will devour you completely.’
…
The next day, when Bai Lixin opened his eyes, Dijia was nowhere to be found.
A bath towel was thrown pitifully on the ground, which showed how panicked the owner of the bath towel was.
Bai Lixin had a good night’s sleep and was in a good mood. Humming a tune, he washed up and dressed in the clothes Dijia had somehow prepared for him and went downstairs.
Red Hair and Dijia were both there in the hall downstairs. Seeing Bai Lixin come down, the somewhat uneasy Red Hair quickly stood up, her expression as if she had seen a savior. “Bai Lixin, you’re up. How was your sleep last night?”
The man sitting on another sofa and looking at his tablet involuntarily tensed up, his ears secretly pricked up.
Bai Lixin smiled as he came downstairs. “I slept quite well. The bed is spacious and comfortable.”
He casually glanced at Dijia, “Midway through my sleep, I suddenly felt a lot warmer. President Di, is your bed also a smart one?”
Dijia gulped, “Yes, when your body temperature is too low, the bed automatically activates the heating function.”
Red Hair exclaimed, “Wow, there’s such a magical feature. I never knew.”
Dijia: “…”
‘You better not know.’
Bai Lixin had already arrived at the coffee table while he was talking. He found a sofa and sat down, catching a whiff of food. “Have you made soup?”
“Breakfast isn’t ready yet,” Dijia said in a solemn voice. “My kitchen is also a smart one; it prepares breakfast on its own. Once it’s done, we can sit down and eat.”
As he spoke, the sweeping robot was diligently cleaning the floor. Red Hair was like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world and marveled, “Technology really changes life.”
Dijia: “…”
Bai Lixin glanced at Dijia and noticed the dark circles under his eyes. “President Di, your dark circles are quite heavy. Didn’t you sleep well last night?”
Dijia’s hand sliding over the screen paused slightly, “Uh, I didn’t have much time to sleep. Thank you for the concern.”
As he spoke, the sofa beside him suddenly sank, followed by the warmth of a hand on his forehead.
Dijia looked up in surprise, only to see the young man looking at him earnestly. “Your face is a bit red, but you’re not running a fever. Maybe you should rest a bit? Don’t strain yourself.”
A tremor ran through the man’s heart. The warm touch on his forehead and last night’s sensation instantly overlapped, and Dijia felt his face burning even hotter.
He hastily shifted his gaze to the tablet, attempting to conceal his panic. “I’m feeling a bit uncomfortable. I’ll take some medicine later as a precaution.”
“Preventing is better than curing. How can you casually take medicine?” The young man frowned and said in disapproval. “Food therapy is better than medicinal therapy. Do you have pears at home? I’ll make you a pear soup to clear away heat.”
Red Hair: “…”
‘I feel a bit redundant here. Maybe I should leave?’
“This situation remained like that for more than half a year, until you returned a few days ago. You know what happened afterward.”
Aunt Zhang licked her somewhat dry lips and picked up the tea to moisten her throat, “That’s all I know, Young Master.”
Bai Lixin sighed, “Thank you for telling me so much. You can go upstairs and rest.”
“No need.” Aunt Zhang stood up with her weary body, “I came with you just to tell you all this. I’ve told you everything I know, and it’s time for me to leave.”
Red Hair frowned as she watched Aunt Zhang prepare to leave, “It’s already past midnight and the night is so dark. Where can you go now?”
Aunt Zhang turned around and smiled at her, “I have a place to go, my home is also in the city center, just a taxi ride away.”
Seeing Aunt Zhang insisting on leaving, Bai Lixin and Dijia exchanged a glance, but they didn’t choose to detain her. Bai Lixin advised, “Be careful on the road.”
Aunt Zhang replied in a soft voice, “Okay,” and pulled a sorrowful smile, “Young Master, I regret it so much.”
“If I had stopped it the first time I found out, you wouldn’t have experienced so much pain. It’s my greed that led me to choose to ignore it.”
Bai Lixin sighed softly, “Have a safe trip.”
Aunt Zhang nodded, and walked out of the door resolutely.
Red Hair leaned against the window and looked at Aunt Zhang’s staggering figure with worry, “Are we just letting her go like that? Won’t there be any danger?”
Bai Lixin remained silent, just quietly watching Aunt Zhang’s lonely figure.
After walking for a while, Aunt Zhang stopped. Something blocked her path.
When Red Hair saw what it was, she covered her mouth, her eyes filled with horror and fear, “This, this monster, why is it following her? Didn’t it leave?”
All the hairs on her body stood on end, she had not forgotten the horrific experience a few hours ago.
The scarecrow with a pitch-black cloak stood in front of Aunt Zhang, its dark arm extended out. It was as terrifying as the god of death reaping souls. Aunt Zhang looked like a small mouse in front of it.
However, Aunt Zhang showed no panic. She showed a resigned smile, opened her arms, and slowly closed her eyes…
The pitchfork pierced through Aunt Zhang’s body mercilessly. She didn’t escape this hunting game and silently died by the roadside where no one passed.
After killing Aunt Zhang, the black scarecrow turned to face the Di residence, silently standing outside, motionless, as if waiting for someone else to come.
Red Hair had collapsed on the ground, covering her mouth. She looked at the scarecrow outside with terrified eyes, “What, what should we do? Why did this monster come back? Didn’t it leave?!”
“Wait.” Bai Lixin looked at the time on the wall. It was still half an hour before four in the morning. “It should leave as soon as four in the morning comes.”
Red Hair trembled, “It won’t suddenly come in, right?”
Bai Lixin gave Dijia a meaningful look, “No.”
Even if it had the courage, it wouldn’t dare.
The pale-faced Red Hair remained doubtful.
In the next half hour, the black scarecrow didn’t enter as Bai Lixin predicted. It just stood quietly in the yard.
At four o’clock, the black scarecrow finally moved its massive body and disappeared into the darkness.
Seeing the black monster leave, Red Hair finally breathed a sigh of relief, and had no more strength.
Unlike her who was always nervous, Bai Lixin and Dijia have been calmly sitting on the sofa for half an hour, leisurely drinking tea.
Red Hair said weakly, “It’s finally gone. It’s four in the morning. It shouldn’t come back this time, right?”
Even if it did, she didn’t have the energy to deal with this monster again. The fright had almost scared her to death!
After saying that, she looked outside at the corpse, her expression complicated, “Aunt Zhang…it seemed like she deliberately walked out to her death? Is it because the guilt was too heavy, and she wanted to atone?”
Bai Lixin gently blew the steam off his tea, “She’s still someone who hasn’t completely lost her conscience. Before the banquet tonight, she pointed out an escape route for me.”
Red Hair’s eyes dimmed, sighed deeply, unable to describe the feelings in her heart.
Dijia, who had his legs crossed, took charge of the situation, “Go rest, both of you. Little A, take this lady and Mr. Bai Lixin to the guest rooms.”
After a night of twists and turns, Red Hair was truly exhausted. Right now, she just wanted to rest, even if the sky were to fall, she’d sleep through it.
Without any objections, she stood up holding on to the sofa.
Bai Lixin glanced at Dijia, who was still sitting comfortably, “What about you?”
Dijia: “I still have some work to handle, I’ll rest later.”
The young man left with a casual “Don’t stay up too late,” and the two followed Little A.
Shortly after their departure, Dijia stood up and went to the study, aiming to quickly finalize the plan to acquire Moon Bay Hotel.
The plan was almost complete, with just a few details to adjust. Originally, he intended to revise it tomorrow, but after listening to Aunt Zhang, he changed his mind.
He had to acquire Moon Bay Hotel as quickly as possible.
Only by gaining control of the hotel could he access the most secretive information.
Surprisingly, one of the key figures in the 1719 tragedy was Bai Lixin. What had he experienced back then? Who caused him all this? The mysterious ritual… Fei Taizong couldn’t possibly achieve this alone; there must be other masterminds behind the scenes.
He needed to find out.
Whether it was the scum associated with the young man or someone else, he would find all those who harmed him.
He wanted them to pay a painful price!
The plan was revised until 5 a.m., and once Dijia confirmed there were no issues, he directly sent the email to the person in charge, instructing them to start the acquisition of Moon Bay Hotel first thing tomorrow.
After completing all tasks at hand, Dijia felt tired. He stretched himself and returned to his bedroom.
For some reason, he seemed unusually prone to fatigue these past few days.
Upon entering the bedroom, he didn’t bother turning on the lights and went straight into the bathroom.
Ten minutes later, Dijia, wrapped in a towel around his waist, dragged his exhausted body onto the bed.
The moment his body touched the mattress, Dijia’s pupils widened, and he immediately jumped up from the bed.
Someone was on the bed…?
Dijia narrowed his eyes and quietly turned on the dim night light on the bedside.
The moment the lights came on, a tranquil and well-behaved sleeping face appeared in sight.
The person was sound asleep, the blanket half-covering them, revealing skin like gelatin to the air.
Dijia froze in place. As his gaze wandered over the young man’s body, his face suddenly turned red.
He actually slept naked!
This… this…
No, why was Bai Lixin in his room? Wasn’t Little A supposed to take them to the guest rooms?’
Could this Little A still think that Bai Lixin is the “madam”, so it brought him to his bedroom?
This Little A was getting more outrageous.
A voice suddenly popped into his mind: ‘Well done, Little A.’
Dijia was shocked and quickly shook off the strange thought.
He rubbed his damp hair irritably, but his eyes were fixed on the defenseless young man on the bed.
‘Now… what should I do?
Should I go to another room?’
Swallowing hard, Dijia took a deep breath and slowly lay back on the bed.
‘This is my bedroom, why should I go to another room?
The master sleeps in the master bedroom, isn’t that natural?’
Dijia quietly turned off the light, but his heart started pounding wildly.
…
In the darkness, there were rustling sounds nearby.
Dijia tensed all over.
Did the young man hear his movements and woke up?
How should he explain?
Would the young man think he had perverse intentions toward him?
Dijia suddenly regretted lying down.
After a mental struggle, he decided to leave this place and temporarily give the bed to the young man for the night.
Just as he firmly made up his mind to leave, a taut and smooth arm suddenly draped over him.
At the moment, he wasn’t covered by a blanket or wearing a bathrobe.
A somewhat scalding arm rested on his chest, and the next second, an even hotter body leaned against him, embracing him like a koala.
Dijia didn’t dare to move at all, and his breathing gradually became heavier: “…”
‘Heavens, this is really testing my self-control, isn’t it?
Maybe you should just kill me to add some excitement.’
In the ambiguous darkness, in a place Dijia couldn’t see, a pair of bright eyes slowly opened.
Feeling the firm muscles and strength in his hands, Bai Lixin revealed a satisfied smile…
‘Sooner or later, I will devour you completely.’
…
The next day, when Bai Lixin opened his eyes, Dijia was nowhere to be found.
A bath towel was thrown pitifully on the ground, which showed how panicked the owner of the bath towel was.
Bai Lixin had a good night’s sleep and was in a good mood. Humming a tune, he washed up and dressed in the clothes Dijia had somehow prepared for him and went downstairs.
Red Hair and Dijia were both there in the hall downstairs. Seeing Bai Lixin come down, the somewhat uneasy Red Hair quickly stood up, her expression as if she had seen a savior. “Bai Lixin, you’re up. How was your sleep last night?”
The man sitting on another sofa and looking at his tablet involuntarily tensed up, his ears secretly pricked up.
Bai Lixin smiled as he came downstairs. “I slept quite well. The bed is spacious and comfortable.”
He casually glanced at Dijia, “Midway through my sleep, I suddenly felt a lot warmer. President Di, is your bed also a smart one?”
Dijia gulped, “Yes, when your body temperature is too low, the bed automatically activates the heating function.”
Red Hair exclaimed, “Wow, there’s such a magical feature. I never knew.”
Dijia: “…”
‘You better not know.’
Bai Lixin had already arrived at the coffee table while he was talking. He found a sofa and sat down, catching a whiff of food. “Have you made soup?”
“Breakfast isn’t ready yet,” Dijia said in a solemn voice. “My kitchen is also a smart one; it prepares breakfast on its own. Once it’s done, we can sit down and eat.”
As he spoke, the sweeping robot was diligently cleaning the floor. Red Hair was like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world and marveled, “Technology really changes life.”
Dijia: “…”
Bai Lixin glanced at Dijia and noticed the dark circles under his eyes. “President Di, your dark circles are quite heavy. Didn’t you sleep well last night?”
Dijia’s hand sliding over the screen paused slightly, “Uh, I didn’t have much time to sleep. Thank you for the concern.”
As he spoke, the sofa beside him suddenly sank, followed by the warmth of a hand on his forehead.
Dijia looked up in surprise, only to see the young man looking at him earnestly. “Your face is a bit red, but you’re not running a fever. Maybe you should rest a bit? Don’t strain yourself.”
A tremor ran through the man’s heart. The warm touch on his forehead and last night’s sensation instantly overlapped, and Dijia felt his face burning even hotter.
He hastily shifted his gaze to the tablet, attempting to conceal his panic. “I’m feeling a bit uncomfortable. I’ll take some medicine later as a precaution.”
“Preventing is better than curing. How can you casually take medicine?” The young man frowned and said in disapproval. “Food therapy is better than medicinal therapy. Do you have pears at home? I’ll make you a pear soup to clear away heat.”
Red Hair: “…”
‘I feel a bit redundant here. Maybe I should leave?’
