It was midnight.
Fu Shang was sitting on a deck chair in front of the window. Her hand was raised in the air, and a few of her slender fingers were holding a wine glass, occasionally swirling it.
He looked very pretentious ⦠No, he had class.
She was holding her phone in her other hand.
The womanâs Red lips twitched.
âMrs. Li, if you donât want people to know, donât do it. Karma. That girl died so miserably. Tsk, tsk, tsk. She was only twenty years old ⦠Donât you wake up in the middle of the night when you dream about itâ¦â
The voice from the phone was like the devilâs temptation. Mrs. Li felt cold all over, and her fingers almost couldnât hold the phone.
Her teeth were trembling.
How did Jiang jiujiu know about this? This was impossible!
She pretended to be calm. Oh, Jiang jiujiu, I donât know what youâre talking about. I think you need to go to the hospitalâs neurology department to have a good look! What dead girl? I think youâve watched too many mystery dramas and your brain has gone haywire!â
Quibble.
He suddenly raised his voice.
The woman was obviously angry.
Fu Shang didnât get angry. He put the glass of wine in his hand down on the table and picked up the laptop beside him.
He casually tapped his finger on it a few times.
He pressed the send button.
is that so? then Iâll give Mrs. Li a chance to recall.
Hearing Fu Shangâs words, Mrs. Li had an ominous feeling. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the notification from her phone.
She opened her email with trembling hands.
The picture on it came into view-
Even though she was prepared, Mrs. Li still screamed and waved her phone.
The phone smashed into the wall and fell to the ground.
The phone screen was facing up.
It was an extremely bloody and terrifying picture.
Probably because she fell off the building, the girlâs entire appearance was unsightly.
Her body was twisted in a very strange position on the ground, and her head was almost turned 180 degrees. At this time, she was facing the camera at a strange angle. Blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were not closed. Her originally beautiful face was now extremely ferocious. There was a big pool of blood under her body, like a malicious ghost demanding her life.
Mrs. Li fell to the ground and shrank back, mumbling to herself, â Xuan Yan, I didnât kill you. If you want to take your life, donât come to me.
She seemed to have gone crazy as she tore her hair apart.
Until someone opened the bedroom door from the outside, and a young man entered.
âWhatâs wrong, mom?â
Mrs. Li seemed to have suddenly realized something. She immediately stood up from the ground, picked up her phone, and quickly exited the page, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.
âItâs nothing. Your Auntie Zhang just sent me a scary picture. I was so scared that I screamed.â
As she spoke, she smiled and pushed her son out of the door. Upon closer inspection, the smile on Mrs. Liâs face was a little unnatural.
The phone in her hand suddenly rang again.
âMrs. Li, do you remember?â
It was Fu Shangâs voice.
It turned out that her call with Mrs. Li just now had not been cut off.
Mrs. Liâs son had already turned to leave when he heard Fu Shangâs voice, but he suddenly stopped and turned around with a frown, mom, thisâ¦?
Mrs. Liâs expression changed and she pushed her son out of the room. I told you to get out, so I told you to get out. What are you talking about? â
Her son was shocked.