Chapter 5 Chapter 5 (Minor Repair) Haunted House.

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In a blink of an eye, Sang Wanwan had stayed in the Star Hotel for nearly a week.

After these few days of getting used to each other, the lingering sense of strangeness between her and her son and husband has faded a lot.

She and her son Tuantuan got along better and better. As they got to know each other, Tuantuan's overly timid and obedient personality also changed.

However, Tuantuan was extremely clingy and dependent on her. He would talk in his sleep every night and cry and ask his mother not to abandon him.

It seems that during the six months of living in the Chi family's old house, the Chi family not only tortured Tuan Tuan physically, but also "brainwashed" him day and night, instilling in him the idea that "Mom and Dad don't want him anymore."

"Mom, take it apart."

Tuan Tuan unpacked the newly bought robot and looked at his mother eagerly, with a cautious look in his eyes.

This is the latest robot that Sang Wanwan bought, and it is also the Nth robot he has disassembled.

These days, Xiaotuanzi has become obsessed with the game of disassembling robots and then putting them back together. He took only ten seconds to dismantle the latest model of the robot in front of him.

Sang Wanwan touched his face and said, "Tuantuan is awesome."

Children grow fast, and Tuantuan's face has gained a lot of flesh from the feeding in the past few days.

When he heard his mother praising him, Tuantuan's eyes sparkled and his fair face turned red. He said in a baby voice, "Mom is great. Mom is the best."

Sang Wanwan rubbed his little head and a faint smile appeared on his face.

She remembered the sequel to the book.

The subsequent chapters are mostly about Tuan Tuan, and what he did when he grew up and became a villain.

The grown-up Tuan Tuan, as described in the book, "perfectly inherited his parents' villain genes" and is even better than his parents.

He has a handsome appearance, a high IQ, is good at bewitching people, and has loyal fans all over the world.

By then, the affairs of the realm of the dead had been made public, and the number of people infected by resentment was increasing day by day, with countless people suffering for a long time.

He perfectly combined technology and metaphysics to create various robots, bionic people, and super weapons. Not only can they deal with evil spirits in the high-level undead realm, but they are also immune to resentment.

Unfortunately, he is not a savior but a villain who cooperates with various evil spirits and is dedicated to causing trouble everywhere.

No matter what time, admiring the strong is human nature.

This madman not only has inhuman abilities, but is also extremely handsome. Those who hate him want to slice him into pieces, while those who worship him madly regard him as a god.

Such a thorny villain makes all forces feel despair.

At this time, Sang Xurou came, like a savior, bringing with her an extremely familiar magic weapon for victory -

The urn of this vicious female supporting role.

When Sang Wanwan realized the plot in the book, she was fighting the monster for the 800th time.

When she saw that the grown-up Tuan Tuan in the book was just like his father, willingly falling into the trap set by the protagonists and dying in order to snatch her ashes, she frowned and was full of question marks as she crushed the monster's head.

It's ridiculous.

A villain who lost his parents at the age of three and a half, was bullied and abused since childhood, and was instilled with the idea that "your mother didn't want you and ran away without you", actually sought death in order to steal his mother's ashes.

"Mom, mom, put it together, it's done."

Tuantuan held the assembled robot high in the air and handed it to his mother.

Sang Wanwan lowered her eyes.

The scattered robot has been perfectly pieced together, and he even modified some of its structures on his own to make the robot look more intelligent.

The Lord God Space said happily: [“Wanwan, your son is quite talented in this area. He is worthy of being the son of the new Lord God that I have chosen.”]

Sang Wanwan thought that her son was more than just gifted. In his books, he had perfectly combined technology and metaphysics. He was simply a genius.

"Tuantuan is amazing," she said, holding her son in her arms, "He is my pride."

He is his mother's pride!

Tuantuan was so shy that her face and neck turned red, and she buried her face in her mother's arms.

Sang Wanwan picked him up.

Tuantuan is four years old and should be in kindergarten.

However, half a year ago, Chi Jun encountered an accident, so Tuan Tuan dropped out of school and went home. Later, he lived in the old house of the Chi family, but the people in the Chi family did not allow him to go to school.

After spending a few days together, Tuantuan has changed a lot, but overall he is still rather sensitive and timid, and overly dependent on her.

She has no plans to send Tuantuan to kindergarten for the time being.

Sang Wanwan had a rough idea about the arrangements for her son, but as for Chi Junyu, she thought for several days but couldn't figure out how to "educate" him so as to put him on the right track.

study.

Chi Junyu held a crutch in his hand and tried to stand up again and again, but fell back into the wheelchair again and again.

My legs hung limply, without any feeling at all.

His back was already soaked with sweat and stuck to his skin, and the sweat on his forehead gathered and dripped down his chin.

When he fell back into the wheelchair again, his eyes were bloodshot and veins bulged in his arms.

["Give up. Your legs are completely useless. No one in this world can help you stand up again except me."]

A voice of schadenfreude echoed in Chi Junyu's mind.

During that night's dream, his mind was briefly bewitched, and then this unknown creature calling itself "Lord God" entangled him and lived in his mind. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it.

For no reason at all, Chi Junyu had no good feelings towards it, and even hated its existence.

["Stop struggling. Merge with me and accept me completely. This is your only choice."]

Chi Junyu rested for a while, then tried to stand up again with his crutches.

The Lord God taunted: [“Why waste your time? Every second you waste, Sang Wanwan has one more chance to leave you.”]

Chi Junyu gritted his teeth.

Lord God: ["Perhaps, Sang Wanwan is already looking for a new target, and once she finds one, she will kick you out."]

Chi Junyu's mind was confused again, and the Lord God took the opportunity to invade his body.

Sadly, he recovered quickly.

The Lord God had grasped his weak spot, and when he was about to speak again, there were two knocks on the study door.

Then, the door was pushed open.

Seeing Sang Wanwan pushed the door open, Chi Junyu panicked and fell to the ground with a bang.

Sang Wanwan picked him up before his death and put him back into the wheelchair as gently as possible.

I touched the palm of my hand on his back and felt it was covered in sweat.

The crutches were scattered on the ground.

Sang Wanwan brought a clean towel and a new shirt.

"I can do it myself." Chi Junyu said in a hard voice, refusing her to wipe his sweat or change his clothes.

Sang Wanwan let him do it and turned around cooperatively.

During these few days of getting along, she got to know Chi Junyu better. He was even more taciturn than before the car accident, and he had a very strong sense of self-esteem. He would not allow her to help with anything that he could do himself.

Sang Wanwan turned around at the perfect time.

She bent down and squatted, gently massaging his legs.

"Don't worry, take your time," Sang Wanwan said, "You will stand up eventually."

After they bought the villa, she would start treating his legs.

Chi Junyu felt a pang of pain in his heart as he listened to her gentle voice.

He wanted to tell her, but it was useless because the doctor had clearly told him that his legs were useless.

But he couldn't say it.

Looking at Sang Wanwan who was so gentle and comforting him, he began to have shameful thoughts in his heart. He wanted to keep her by his side for the rest of her life.

The unidentified creature called "Lord God" was right. Sang Wanwan might have already been looking for a new partner, and she would divorce him immediately if she found the right one.

He didn't blame her.

After all, he is now disabled and poor, and she is so beautiful, lovely and gentle, she deserves a better man.

He should have taken the initiative to ask for a divorce so as not to drag her down, but he couldn't bring himself to say it, and he couldn't push her to someone else.

Chi Junyu became depressed again, with a look of dejection on his face.

"I'm planning to buy a villa. An agent called me yesterday," Sang Wanwan raised her eyes, "and they found a suitable house. We'll go look at it later."

Buying a house is a family matter. If nothing unexpected happens, the villa they saw today will be their future home, and the three of them must be satisfied with it.

Chi Junyu froze and said in a low voice, "I have no money."

Sang Wanwan looked puzzled: "There is still 10 million in the bank card you gave me before."

"Well, I only have 10 million left," Chi Junyu said with a tired face and a lost voice, "I am now a penniless pauper."

He could no longer let her live the life of a rich wife, could no longer let her use her credit card to pay as she pleased, could no longer let her wear the latest dresses, carry the most expensive bags, or wear the most unique jewelry in the world.

Sang Wanwan: “…”

Is the standard for a pauper so high?

When Sang Wanwan saw his decadent face, she remembered that he used to be a young talent ranked among the top few on the world's rich list, and she suddenly understood.

From a net worth of hundreds of billions to a net worth of ten million, in comparison he is indeed a "pauper".

No wonder he spent most of his time in the study these days, and the rest of the time he either stared at her in a daze or looked at the sky through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It seems that the huge difference in his net worth must have been a big blow to him.

Sang Wanwan is not very good at giving people spiritual chicken soup.

She thought for a while and then said to him directly: "Look ahead and don't think too much. You will have a villa, a luxury car, and money."

She went out a few days ago and made 15 million.

Chi Junyu pursed his lips.

If she leaves him, Sang Wanwan can easily find a man who can buy her a villa, a luxury car, and a credit card with unlimited credit.

The phone in his pocket rang a few times and Sang Wanwan answered it.

One minute later.

She hung up the phone and said, "Let's go look at the house."

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The third floor of the hospital's inpatient department.

Sang Jin was answering the phone in the corridor, looking annoyed and impatient.

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, his irritable brows gradually relaxed, and a sneer appeared on his face, "I must make her buy the villa."

A hesitant voice came from the other end of the phone: "But Mr. Sang, Sang Wanwan only has a budget of about 25 million. The price of this villa you mentioned is 60 million. There is a difference of more than 30 million."

"I will make up the difference for you," Sang Jin said, "No matter what reason you give, you must let her buy the villa."

Knowing that Sang Wanwan was buying a villa, he personally prepared a "perfect" villa for her that met her requirements.

After hanging up the phone, he opened the door of the ward in a very good mood.

"Brother, what good news has happened to you?"

Sang Jin did not hide the smile on his face, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle: "It is indeed a happy event. Our little princess will be discharged from the hospital today. Isn't this a great joyous event?"

Sang Xueruo had already changed into her usual skirt and was waiting in the ward with an obedient look on her face.

Thinking of something, her eyes flickered slightly, and she said with a teasing smile, "Is it because of Senior Sister Yu Fei? I heard from my third brother that my second brother went on a date with Senior Sister Yu Fei two days ago."

Sang Jin rubbed her head, took the suitcase from her, and said helplessly: "What date? It's just a simple meal. You go to the Qin family in a few days. Lu Yufei is your senior. I'll let her take good care of you."

Sang Xueruo took his arm and said, "Thank you, second brother. I thought you were going to find a sister-in-law for me."

The two walked to the door of the inpatient department and saw a familiar black car and a man in casual clothes standing next to the car.

Sang Xueruo's eyes lit up, she lifted her skirt and ran over, "Brother, why are you here?"

Sang Jiaheng's stern features softened a little, and his eyes became doting: "Lunch has been prepared at home, and Dad asked me to pick you up."

In the car.

The car had only been driving for a few minutes when Sang Jiaheng suddenly asked, "Did Sang Wanwan go to the hospital to see you?"

Sang Jin raised his head suddenly, anger flashing in his eyes, and said with a dark face: "She went to the hospital? Did she bully you again?"

Sang Xueruo's face was slightly stiff, and her tone was slightly uncomfortable: "Wanwan did come to the hospital to see me, but she didn't bully me."

In the past, whenever she was alone with Sang Wanwan, her second brother would ask her with a worried look on his face if Sang Wanwan had bullied her.

But how could this be possible? She always bullied Sang Wanwan. Just a few words could make her speechless and be suspected and ridiculed by everyone.

However, this time, Sang Wanwan actually bullied her.

Even after several days, Sang Xueruo still felt a dull pain in her neck from being strangled, and she remembered deeply the fear of being on the verge of death.

And that day, Sang Wanwan looked down on her like an ant. How dare she look at her like that?!

Sang Wanwan that day did indeed scare Sang Xueruo, but she had always had the upper hand in their interactions over the years and she was very familiar with Sang Wanwan's personality, so she did not delve into what happened that day.

Sang Wanwan longs so much for the attention and recognition of her father and brothers. Perhaps being kicked out of the Sang family changed her temperament.

No matter how she changes, she will never be able to return to the Sang family in her life. She will always be under her feet and live in her shadow.

A cold light flashed in Sang Xueruo's lowered eyes.

Originally, as long as Sang Wanwan and Chi Junyu left Yanjing, she would not kill them all.

Who told her to pinch her neck that day and look at her like that?

Sang Xueruo looked at her phone.

In the WeChat chat screen on her mobile phone two days ago, Lu Yufei told her that Sang Jin came to her and said that he hoped to use some "abnormal" means to teach Sang Wanwan a lesson.

She curled the corners of her lips.

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Sang Wanwan held Tuan Tuan in one hand and pushed a wheelchair with the other, standing in front of the villa door with the agent.

This is a Chinese garden-style villa. The agent introduced the details of the villa professionally and responsibly.

Sang Wanwan weighed Tuantuan in her arms twice and glanced at the man: "Why does a villa with this condition only cost 25 million?"

The agent smiled awkwardly.

He knew a little about the Sang family's TV-drama-like affairs, and naturally knew that the young masters of the Sang family did not like the real daughter in front of them, so he was also puzzled by the suffocating behavior of the second young master of the Sang family.

When listening to the phone call, he could tell the disgust in Mr. Sang's tone, but he insisted that he must let this real rich girl buy the villa for 25 million.

A villa that costs NT$60 million on the market is now NT$30 million cheaper. Isn't this obviously wrong? How can he make up an excuse?

The agent pushed open the door of the villa and a group of people walked in.

It is indeed a Chinese garden-style villa, with a cobblestone flower street, rockery, small bridges, flowing water, and a hexagonal pavilion in the middle.

Very good, with a ready-made pond, she doesn't need to dig it anymore and can just buy fish fry to raise fish. The yard is also big enough so she can grow vegetables anytime.

Tuantuan lay in his mother's arms, staring at the new place with curiosity. He would exclaim "Wow" happily from time to time and his little hands would turn red from clapping.

The agent said, "Miss Sang, a murder case once occurred in this villa. I'm sure you know that, right?"

Sang Wanwan nodded.

Chi Junyu exuded a low mood and his eyes were dark.

The agent coughed and said, "Normally, a villa of this size and location wouldn't be sold for 25 million. But because of the murder that happened there..."

He kept an eye on Sang Wanwan's expression, and seeing that she looked normal, he continued, "Because of the murder, the value of the villa dropped from 130 million to 60 million now. But people who can afford 60 million also think it's unlucky, so the villa is left. The previous owner of the villa was in a hurry to use the money, so..."

The group walked into the living room of the main building of the villa.

The agent quickly added: "But don't worry, we have already invited a well-known Taoist priest to perform a ritual, and there will definitely be nothing dirty in this villa."

Just as he finished speaking, he seemed to hear faintly the cry of a baby.

The agent shuddered.

For some reason, he always felt that the villa was a bit eerie and scary today.

Sang Wanwan glanced towards the corner of the hall.

Two twin ghost babies were crying and crawling all over the floor. Bright red blood was flowing from their eyes, and a strong stench filled the entire space.

At the door, three ghosts, two men and one woman, stared at them with resentment.

It turned out to be a haunted house, and a man-made one.

Given the location of this villa, it is impossible that it cannot be sold at 60 million, let alone at a price of 25 million.

Now it was sold to her at such a cheap price, and the agent's eyes flashed with anxiety from time to time, proving that someone deliberately wanted to sell this man-made murder house to her.

Sang Wanwan was in a good mood.

She bought the villa for only 25 million, which originally cost 130 million. This transaction was worth it.

Sang Wanwan was very satisfied with the villa and she asked other family members for their opinions.

"Tuantuan, do you like it here?"

Tuantuan smiled and showed his teeth: "I like it. I like being with my mom."

Sang Wanwan touched his head and looked at the last member.

Chi Junyu just said "hmm".

Very good, everyone agreed. This villa will be the home of their family of three from now on.

The agent immediately took Sang Wanwan to handle the relevant procedures.

It only took more than an hour for the fresh property certificate to come out.

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The furniture in the villa is all ready-made, so you can basically move in with just your luggage.

Sang Wanwan ordered some daily necessities such as quilts online, and also found a housekeeping company to hire a few aunties to take care of the hygiene of the villa.

Tomorrow the three of them will be able to move into their new home.

After buying a house, there are still many things that need money in the future. For example, the maintenance of the villa, hiring a maid, a housekeeper, and a chef, etc., all of which require a lot of expenses.

Work matters need to be put on the agenda.

Sang Wanwan opened her notebook and put a check mark behind “buy a villa” which is something she must do this year.

After being refused to be bound many times, the main god space was now numb. It glanced casually and saw the word "work" on the notebook, followed by the three words "scar removal cream".

Its heart suddenly "clicked" twice... Oh, it didn't have a heart, it was just that the processes inside it were disrupted twice.

Three days ago, while Sang Wanwan kept calling out "Little God", it made an exception and bought several things for her from the mall.

Those things are the spiritual plants used to make scar removal cream.

[“Scar removal cream? Wanwan, what are you...going to do?”] Its voice couldn’t help but tremble.

Sang Wanwan closed the notebook and sighed, "The money is spent too quickly. I'm going to open an online store. The first product will be scar removal cream."

Sang Wanwan took out the scar removal cream that had been prepared. There was 60g of it in the small glass bottle.

[“…Is this the scar removal cream made from the spiritual plant I gave you?”]

"nice."

[“…Your online store is also planning to sell this scar cream?”]

"nice."

[“…Where did you get the raw materials?”]

Sang Wanwan blinked: "I don't have the raw materials, but I have you, my little god."

In the bedroom.

Tuan Tuan was disassembling a robot to play with, while Chi Jun Yu stood beside him with a sullen look on his face.

All he could think about was the villa Wanwan had just bought where someone had died.

There has been a murder, the house is haunted, and it is cheap.

Wanwan is such a spoiled and picky person, she has to lower her standards because she doesn't have enough money.

After all, it's still him...

[“Yes, you are useless.”] The Lord God jumped out, [“The villa that Sang Wanwan bought today was deliberately sold to her by someone who colluded with the real estate agent. There were some things arranged inside to teach her a lesson she would never forget.”]

Chi Junyu suddenly closed his eyes.

Sensing that he was uneasy, the Lord God said: [“Those people saw that you were in trouble, and none of them took Sang Wanwan seriously. Anyone who came could step on her, look down on her, plot against her, and hurt her at will.”]

Chi Junyu's breathing became rapid, hatred welling up in his eyes.

The Lord tempted him by his soft spot: [“Merge with me, and all your wealth and status will come back. Those who have hurt Sang Wanwan should die.”]

Yes, everyone who hurt Wanwan deserved to die. His Wanwan was so good, but those people kept plotting against her and refused to let her go.

Chi Junyu's eyes were gradually filled with dark mist, and his mind was shaken.

The Lord God saw that this piece of hard bone was finally tempted by him, and was just about to enjoy the fruits of victory when the bedroom door was pushed open.

"mother!"

Tuan Tuan rushed over and hugged her mother's legs.

Sang Wanwan picked him up, and Chi Junyu woke up instantly.

The Lord God: “…”

Almost there, just a little bit!

Sang Wanwan handed over the bottle of scar removal cream and said, "I made this. Scar removal cream."

Chi Junyu was very concerned about the scars on his body. She had seen him twice staying up late at night, hiding secretly in the study, stroking his scars and shedding silent tears.

The glass bottle was stuffed into his hand. Chi Junyu was stunned and said in a hoarse voice: "You made this for me yourself?"

"Well," Sang Wanwan said, "I'll do it after I finish using it."

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Sang Wanwan had already carried Tuan Tuan out.

Chi Junyu held the scar removal cream carefully, staring at it closely, his expression was extremely serious.

Guhuo Chijun encountered failures many times, and the Lord God felt depressed.

Seeing him like this again, it really couldn't stand it, and said angrily: "Don't look at it! Think about those people who took your wealth away. You have to stand up, work hard, counterattack, take revenge, and drag the whole world to be buried with you! Women will only affect the speed of your career!"

Chi Junyu just thought it was noisy, "You are a single dog without a body, what do you know?"

He looked at the bottle in his hand with gentle eyes, "This is the first time Wanwan has made something for me personally."

The Lord God: “…” This love-brain is hopeless.