Xie Wangqi pushed open the door and entered. The fake Ji Tong was so scared that she looked at him with a pale face. Then, she looked away in a panic.
She clenched her fists tightly under the blanket. She had heard Xie Wangqi ask her if there was anything different about her compared to before.
He was suspecting her.
The fake Ji Tong's reaction was so big that how could Xie Wangqi not notice it? His gaze fell on the shoes that were scattered on the floor because of her panic, and her legs that she didn't have time to cover completely.
Xie Wangqi sat next to her. "Did you hear everything?"
"Brother Xie, what did I hear?" The fake Ji Tong turned around and asked.
She tried her best to hide the panic and nervousness on her face, but Xie Wangqi wasn't that easy to fool.
"You know what I'm talking about."
The fake Ji Tong's expression froze. She bit her lower lip, and her heart was about to jump out.
The ward suddenly fell silent, leaving only her slightly messy breathing.
"Brother Xie, do you believe me?"
Xie Wangqi said calmly, "How would I know if I should believe you if you don't tell me?"
Xie Wangqi hadn't completely fallen in love with the fake Ji Tong yet, so he was rational.
"I …"
The fake Ji Tong's eyes turned red. "I don't know what happened either. When the real Ji Tong came to me, didn't she show me two sketches? She asked me to find someone to draw them myself, but the sketch I saw was her face. "
"She said she was the real Ji Tong, but in my memory, I grew up in the Ji family. There are no gaps in my memory. I'm Ji Tong. However, that sketch kept reminding me that I'm not Ji Tong. She's the real Ji Tong. "
"I also suspected that she was behind it, but no matter how many people I found to sketch me, the face they drew wasn't mine. I even got someone to secretly draw it for her. In the end, it turned out to be me. "
The fake Ji Tong spoke very quickly, as if she was afraid that the person in front of her wouldn't believe her if she spoke slowly.
"Brother Xie, I really don't know what's going on. I don't know why it's like this."
Xie Wangqi patted her shoulder and said in a softer voice, "Do you mean that the appearance you saw was different from the one we saw?"
The fake Ji Tong nodded.
Xie Wangqi asked again, "Is your memory really fine?"
The fake Ji Tong continued to nod. "I have all my memories from when I was young. Although my childhood memories are a little blurry, I remember all the important things."
If she had lost her memory, she might have been able to accept it a little, but she didn't. Her life was complete, so she didn't want to believe that she had stolen someone else's life.
"I'll get to the bottom of this. Don't be afraid." Xie Wangqi comforted the fake Ji Tong. No matter who was behind this, he would get to the bottom of it.
The fake Ji Tong took the opportunity to hug Xie Wangqi, looking cautious and nervous.
Xie Wangqi patted her on the shoulder, and only then did fake Ji Tong relax.
…
Cen Che had not returned to the villa for a few days. Before he even entered the villa, he felt that something was wrong. He paused and looked at the void in front of him. "Come out."
Sha sha sha — —
The leaves rustled in the breeze, making a pleasant sound.
Outside the villa, everything was peaceful and there was nothing unusual.
Cen Che, on the other hand, kept staring at the void as if someone was standing there.
After a full three minutes, a corpse was thrown out of a bush in front of him. A breeze blew, and everything returned to normal.
Cen Che walked to the corpse. This person was the middle-aged man who had come out to talk to him when they were eating at the restaurant. He had been coveting the item in Shi Sheng's hands, so he had subconsciously diverted his attention.
He didn't expect that he would be lying in ambush nearby and be killed by someone.
The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open, and his face was pale. His expression was exactly the same as Huang Yuan's.
There was a letter under the corpse.
Cen Che reached out and took the letter out. The envelope was very old, as if it had been through countless years. The letter paper was even more ancient, and there were small characters written neatly on it.
— — She and I must have a contract. She can only be mine. Stay away from her. This is a warning. Next time, it will be your life.
As soon as Cen Che finished reading, the letter immediately turned to dust. A breeze blew, and it disappeared into the air.
Cen Che's lips curled up slightly. So it was a contract. No wonder her senses had weakened.
He took out his phone and opened his contact list. He didn't need to search. The first person he was looking for was the person he was looking for.
The call was quickly connected, and a doting voice sounded from the other end. "What's wrong? Are you home? I sent you home just now, but you didn't let me. "
"I want to see you." Cen Che looked into the distance. "Can you come to my house?"
"Hmm? Sure, give me a moment. "
Cen Che hung up the phone and looked into the distance provocatively.
Look, she only listens to me.
So what if you have a contract?
She will never be yours.
A strong wind suddenly came from afar, as if it wanted to sweep Cen Che into the air. However, Cen Che didn't move at all. He stood straight like a pine tree, looking into the distance with a cold expression.
The wind stopped after a while, and the surroundings returned to silence.
Cen Che dragged the corpse into the villa and called someone to dispose of it. When Shi Sheng arrived, there was no corpse in the villa.
Cen Che stood at the door waiting for her. When she arrived, he didn't let her in.
"What?" Shi Sheng wanted to go in, but Cen Che reached out to stop her. Shi Sheng was a little impatient. "Are you going to be a door god?"
Cen Che glanced in another direction. He suddenly leaned over and kissed Shi Sheng on the cheek. Then, he rested his head on her shoulder. "He's looking at us. He's very angry. He wants to kill me."
Shi Sheng frowned and reached out to hold his waist. "He's quite bold. What did he do to you?"
Cen Che kissed her ear again. "He's not strong enough to touch me. He killed an insignificant person. So, are you going to give me an explanation for the peach blossom debt you've incurred? Hmm? "
"Peach blossom debt?"
Cen Che let go of her and pulled her into the villa. A strong gust of wind blew in from outside, and the door slammed with a loud bang.
Cen Che pressed Shi Sheng against the wall and stared at her quietly. He listened to the clanging sound beside him.
When the sound stopped, he said, "You must have a ghost pact with him. There are many types of ghost pacts, but there are only two types that can make people ignore the existence of the other party. The first type is a master-servant relationship. The second type is … a ghost marriage. "
"F * ck!" Shi Sheng cursed angrily. When she woke up, she was in the palanquin. They hadn't reached the destination yet, so the ghost pact shouldn't have been formed.
Could it be that those people had done something before this?
A bunch of f * cking idiots!
"I have nothing to do with him." Shi Sheng held Cen Che's face.
"Of course I know. Otherwise, you wouldn't be in my arms right now." Cen Che chuckled.
Shi Sheng rolled up her sleeves. Her expression was vicious. "I'll go out and kill him."
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