Madam Ran leaned back on the wooden chair and rested for a while. When the old lady saw that a breeze had picked up outside, she worried that Madam Ran's face would be uncomfortable from the wind, so she coaxed her to come inside.

Madam Ran refused, and picked up the water jug ​​she had just thrown down, holding it in her arms: "Yusheng isn't home, so I have to take care of all these flowers."

"Yes, Miss Hua is being taken excellently into care. The young master will praise her when he returns."

The old lady clearly knew how to deal with Madam Ran, and went along with her words, advising, "Go back and wash your face and tidy yourself up first, otherwise when your son-in-law comes back and sees this, he'll say, 'Oh dear, how come we have a tabby cat in the house!'"

Madam Ran laughed immediately and said gently, "Yusheng would never dislike me."

Despite saying that, she still followed the old lady into the house.

The owner left, and the garden fell silent for a moment, with only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the flower branches.

Ruan Bei's legs went numb from squatting, so he stood up by holding onto the trunk of the flowering tree. He rubbed the hem of his clothes with his fingers, secretly glancing at Ran Yusheng, but dared not say a word.

Ran Yusheng seemed to have suffered a great blow; his calm and composed demeanor vanished, replaced by a look of dejection.

Just now, when Madam Ran started crying, he unconsciously walked towards her, wanting to hug her and comfort her. But as soon as he stepped out of the shade of the flowering tree, he was forced back by the scorching sunlight.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as she cried for him, and then be coaxed and tricked back to normal.

After a long while, Ruan Bei asked in a very low voice, "Uncle Ran, should we still deliver the letter?"

He wrote that letter, copied it several times, and could recite even a single sentence from memory.

After much deliberation, Ran Yusheng left only this sentence, hoping for his wife's peace and happiness.

Clearly, the departure of her lover devastated Madam Ran.

Her joy was inextricably linked to him; once he was gone, she would never smile again.

After a long silence, Ran Yusheng covered his face in despair. This man, who had been a seasoned and composed businessman and had never backed down or shown weakness, revealed his vulnerability and helplessness for the first time.

"Xiao Bei... what should I do...?"

He knew his wife loved him, but he always thought that his innocent, naive, and immature wife's love must also be just as fragile.

He spoiled her into this state, so he left her enough money to ensure her a comfortable life. If she could meet another man who could move her heart, even if he was bought with money, as long as he could make her happy, that would be fine.

In any case, the people he left behind will not allow anyone to bully his widow, and she will still live a relaxed and happy life for the rest of her days.

But he never expected that his wife, who had always done whatever she wanted and had no principles, would stick to the one thing she loved most: her love for him.

"I have no idea……"

Ruan Bei stammered and couldn't give a coherent explanation.

In both his past and present lives, he had never been in a relationship. Although he had witnessed several of Lu Sibai's love-hate entanglements, he did not agree with Lu Sibai's views on love, so he did not learn any experience from them.

Now that Ran Yusheng is helpless and has turned to him for help, Ruan Bei doesn't dare to speak carelessly, for fear of saying the wrong thing and hurting the two poor people.

But Ran Yusheng looked terrible. His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared blankly in the direction where Madam Ran had left. The whole ghost gave Ruan Bei a bad feeling, as if if left unchecked, something terrible would happen.

"I think that perhaps Mrs. Ran would like to see you again."

He pondered for a long time before carefully saying, "You died in a car accident. I think your departure was a huge blow to Mrs. Ran, so subconsciously she didn't want to believe it and pretended that you went to work, deceiving herself, and that's how it ended up like this."

Although he hadn't studied psychology, he could tell that Madam Ran's mental state wasn't quite right.

The old man didn't dare to upset her and just went along with her. Although he meant well, it would only worsen Madam Ran's condition. If she stayed in her delusions for too long, she would be even more unable to get out of them and might actually develop a mental illness.

"But now I..."

Ran Yusheng was in a dilemma. Of course he wanted to see his wife, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Ruan Bei to send him back.

His original plan was simply to leave this love letter and then depart.

He's already dead. The living and the dead are separate. The idea of ​​a love affair between a human and a ghost is just a plot in TV dramas and novels. In reality, how can a human and a ghost continue to be together?

Since we can't be together, we should cut ties cleanly.

But how could he let go of his wife's current condition?

Ruan Bei's words make sense, but how to implement them is the problem.

Ruan Bei was also scratching his head in worry. He wanted to help Ran Yusheng, but apart from being able to see ghosts, he really couldn't do anything else.

His ability came about in a strange way, and he himself was baffled by it, not knowing if he had any other functions.

"Or, I could go back and try to find some of those masters or something."

Ruan Bei said, "Wasn't that big monk you met before really capable? Think about whether there are any others like him. I'll try to find out and see if I can get you and your wife to meet and clear things up."

He had just considered acting as a mediator to relay a message between the two, but even if Madam Ran believed him, he felt that the couple had a lot to say, and he might find it difficult to speak even as an emotionless messenger.

Moreover, Madam Ran's mental state is quite unstable right now, and he's afraid he won't be able to keep her in check. If Ran Yusheng can't see her and he further agitates her, things could get out of control.

Ran Yusheng had no better solution, but Ruan Bei's suggestion was good. Everyone has their own expertise, and this kind of thing should be handled by a specialist.

He regretted wasting so much time before; now there was less than a week left until his seventh day memorial.

If he continued to stay in the mortal world, his fate would be dire. Not only would he suffer, but staying with his wife might also implicate her. He dared not gamble.

Ran Yusheng carefully recalled the details and told Ruan Bei about the masters he knew who were definitely capable.

Money is not a problem as long as we can get in touch with them.

These are the very people who are highly skilled, and it is often difficult to establish connections with them. Even if Ran Yu wanted to find them, she would have to ask for their contact information through a friend.

Ruan Bei was just an ordinary high school student with no special status; how could he possibly have come into contact with these people?

Ran Yusheng pondered for a moment and suddenly remembered the day he first met Ruan Bei. Ruan Bei hid upstairs, and Ran Yusheng followed behind him, feeling the fear before entering the house.

"Your building—"

"Ah—who are you?!"

Even though Ran Yusheng was a ghost, Ruan Bei was still used to facing him when talking to him.

Ran Yusheng kept looking in the direction of the garden house entrance. Ruan Bei turned around while talking to him.

The sudden shout startled Ruan Bei, who instinctively turned around and saw Madam Ran, who had changed into a new dress and looked beautiful and radiant, standing in the garden, staring at him with a look of utter shock.

Ruan Bei: "..."

Feeling like crying but unable to, he whispered to Ran Yusheng, "If I said I went to the wrong place, would your wife believe me?"

From the moment Madam Ran appeared, Ran Yusheng fell silent and could offer Ruan Bei no help.

Before long, Ruan Bei was invited to the Ran family's living room.

The old lady and the nanny whom they had met before were called out by Mrs. Ran's shout, and then the family's bodyguards were quickly summoned.

That's right, the Ran family has bodyguards. They don't need any outside security guards at all; they bring their own bodyguards, and there are several of them.

If it weren't for Ran Yusheng, the mole, Ruan Bei would never have been able to infiltrate the area.

Being stared at by a group of people, perhaps because of Ruan Bei's harmless appearance, or perhaps because he cooperated very well after being captured, the Ran family bodyguards did not use force against him.

Of course, he still had to explain why he was there and how he got in, otherwise they wouldn't let him off easily, as trespassing is illegal.

Ruan Bei was very distressed. He turned to look at the garden and saw that Ran Yusheng had been left there. He was just about to take out his umbrella from his bag when his hand was stopped by the bodyguard, as if he was afraid that he would pull out a weapon instead.

"I...I'm here to see a classmate..."

He carried a schoolbag and looked like a good student, but the Ran family remained unmoved.

The old lady, who was very gentle with Mrs. Ran, looked at him sharply: "We don't have any children your age in our family."

In reality, the Ran family had no children.

Ruan Bei swallowed hard, and could only desperately make up a story: "I...I saw that the flowers here were very pretty, so...I just wanted to take a look..."

“That glass wall is one-way; you can’t see our garden from the outside.” The old lady immediately seized on his slip of the tongue.

The family garden was a place where her young lady often stayed, so her husband would certainly take great care of it and made very thorough security arrangements. Therefore, the boy's sudden appearance was really strange.

"Please tell the truth, otherwise we will have no choice but to call the police."

Ruan Bei really wanted to cry. He had only come to deliver a letter, but instead of delivering it, he was being taken to the police station.

And he told his family he was going to the library, so this is really bad news.

He looked so pitiful with his long face. Madam Ran, perhaps a sucker for good looks, softened when she saw his dejected appearance and said, "Let it go, he's just a child. Let him go home."

Ruan Bei was deeply moved. Madam Ran was truly beautiful inside and out; no wonder Uncle Ran couldn't forget her.

"Madam, please wait a moment, I have a couple more questions to ask." A smartly dressed female bodyguard suddenly spoke up.

Madam Ran glanced at her but did not refuse.

The female bodyguard stared coldly into Ruan Bei's eyes and asked, "How did you get in?"

Ruan Bei: "...climb over the wall."

"when?"

Ruan Bei thought for a moment and gave a rough estimate of the time.

The female bodyguard gestured to her companion, who ran out and returned in less than five minutes, plugging a USB drive into the living room TV.

That was surveillance footage from outside the Ran family's residence.

Ruan Bei's face turned pale instantly.

"Please take a look, Madam."

The female bodyguard pointed to Ruan Bei's figure on the screen. He was standing not far from the Ran family's gate, paused for a while, and then went around to a place out of the surveillance camera's view.

Then the surveillance footage on the screen suddenly became blurry, a bunch of speckles appeared, it flashed a few times, and then suddenly returned to normal, with the scene appearing exactly the same as before.

"This is what you meant by the time you spent bypassing the Great Firewall."

The female bodyguard looked at Ruan Bei and sneered, "So how did an ordinary student suddenly disable our surveillance?"

She didn't seem to care about Ruan Bei's answer, and turned to report to Madam Ran: "The last time this happened was a month ago. It was the same. We checked and found no danger, so we didn't report it. Instead, we replaced a batch of surveillance equipment."

Madam Ran paused, as if remembering something, and murmured, "A month ago? Which day?"

The female bodyguard paused for a moment, thought for a second, and then confirmed with her companion before replying, "Thirty-six days ago, March 5th."

The old lady, who had been silent until now, suddenly looked panicked. Just as she was about to say something, Madam Ran abruptly stood up and looked around: "Yusheng?! Yusheng, you're back?"