After a while, the people who were originally sitting in the hall had all gone upstairs, leaving only the little brat lying on the sofa and eating melon seeds.
As he was eating, he suddenly stopped.
The floor of the hall was covered with milky white marble tiles. Under the illumination of the chandelier, it emitted a resplendent glow.
The little brat stared at the marble in the center, only to see a little bloodstain emerging from the cracks at the edges. Following which, the bloodstain became bigger and bigger, forming a human figure lying on the ground. Looking at the figure, it should be a woman.
Gurgle gurgle — —
Small bubbles emerged from the pool of blood, and the figure wriggled, as if it was about to climb up.
Just as the figure was about to climb up, the little brat spat out two melon seed shells, which landed right on the pool of blood.
The figure's movements paused, and the body that was painstakingly condensed immediately dispersed, turning into specks of blood that seeped into the cracks of the marble tiles.
The little brat snorted twice, and grabbed another handful of melon seeds.
He couldn't defeat Shen Dongqing, but he could still bully this little brat, right?
The little brat stuffed the melon seeds into his pocket, and walked upstairs.
The villa had a total of three floors, and the guests were arranged to stay in the guest rooms on the second floor. The master bedroom on the third floor was originally for Mr. and Mrs. Shen, but these two masters suddenly died one after the other, so it was sealed up first. The remaining two side bedrooms should be the living quarters of the two young masters of the Shen family.
However, Shen Dongqing sent the little brat to the empty room alone, and stayed in Zhou Wenyan's room himself.
However, this villa looked bright and beautiful on the outside, but the decorations on the inside were somewhat old and gloomy.
Shen Dongqing hugged a pillow, and looked up to size up a painting that was hung on the opposite side of the bed.
That painting was completely black, but if one looked carefully, one could see that it was covered with pairs of twisted hands, as if reaching out from hell, waving about, wanting to grab a living person and drag them underground.
Other than this painting, the other furnishings in the room were cold and black and white, and at first glance, it looked like a spacious coffin.
Kacha — —
Zhou Wenyan opened the door and walked in, "What are you looking at?"
Shen Dongqing pointed at the painting.
Zhou Wenyan took a look, and went over to flip the frame over, covering it under the painting.
Not sure if it was a psychological effect, but after the painting was covered, the atmosphere in the room changed, and the gloomy atmosphere disappeared.
Shen Dongqing patted the spot beside him, and Zhou Wenyan came over. After waiting for them to come over, he leaned over. As soon as he touched Zhou Wenyan's skin, he exclaimed, "Huh? Why are you so cold?"
Zhou Wenyan: "Maybe the air conditioner's too low."
Shen Dongqing didn't think much about it. She directly pressed the quilt on Zhou Wenyan's body and wrapped him tightly.
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Zhou Wenyan: "I don't know." He paused for a moment. "After I came in, I was also confused, and I don't know anything."
Shen Dongqing secretly held Zhou Wenyan's hand, and it warmed up a little. He said softly, "Maybe it has something to do with my secret …"
He was about to tell Zhou Wenyan about the story he saw earlier, but before he could say anything, Zhou Wenyan stopped him.
Their breaths were very close.
Zhou Wenyan bit Shen Dongqing's lips, looked at his trembling eyelashes, and said, "I can't say it."
Shen Dongqing pushed him, "You can't say it either?"
Zhou Wenyan: "Once you say it, the secret won't be a secret anymore."
The rules had been set long ago.
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