Thirty percent of the population will flee, and here it comes.

The four lingered in the restaurant until a man and a woman left, and only got up after the two had gone far away.

As Meng Chengxi walked out of the restaurant, he took a picture of Xiao Fang before the woman disappeared. "Xiao Fang, you're the weakest of the four of us, so you'd better stick with me."

"Huh?...Oh, okay." Xiao Fang replied, confused.

While waiting for the elevator, Shi Jinzhe saw another kind cleaning lady pushing a cart from the depths of the corridor. The cart was filled with neatly folded bed sheets.

The aunt entered the elevator, and Shi Jinzhe told her to press the floor button first.

Seeing that the number six was lit up, Shi Jinzhe didn't move, assuming that he was also a resident on the sixth floor.

After the aunt got out of the elevator, the four of them casually walked through three corners in the corridor and went straight to the room at the very end.

Meng Chengxi violently broke the lock, then used the skill "Return the Jade Intact" to restore the lock to its original state, so that no one could tell that the place had been vandalized.

The door opened, and the group entered one by one.

The dusty double room clearly hadn't been used in a long time. A sliver of white light peeked through the gaps in the black blackout curtains, barely enough to make out the interior of the room.

Surprisingly, the room on the sixth floor only has one door, and you can't go behind the wall from there.

Shi Jinzhe felt a sense of unease: "I've miscalculated."

“If there’s no door, just break one.” Shekh stepped forward and began to corrode the wall.

Half a minute later, a hole in the wall, large enough for an adult to pass through, appeared in the room.

Sheh went in first, followed closely by Shi Jinzhe. Meng Chengxi let Xiao Fang go in the third position, and he brought up the rear.

As soon as you enter, the dense yin energy makes your skin crawl with goosebumps, and the chill rushes into your brain.

After walking for a while, Xiao Fang felt his hands were freezing cold, as if he had entered an ice cellar.

He walked in the middle of the four people and almost tripped because of the dim lighting inside the building.

Fortunately, a hand caught him in time, preventing him from falling flat on his face.

Thank you.

"It's nothing," Meng Chengxi replied from behind him.

Shi Jinzhe said from the front, "This floor is a bit too cold."

Xiao Fang: "Yeah, Brother Meng's hands are freezing."

"The snake skin on the second floor was taken away, and this isolated part of the building is dark, so the yin energy is naturally heavy."

Shekh led the way into a room, and after checking it, the group found no useful clues.

Following the room numbers down the stairs, they found a room that was still occupied on the last floor of the sixth floor.

The place has a distinctly homey feel; the curtains are open, and it's decorated in a cozy and inviting style, just like a small home, which contrasts sharply with the cold, impersonal hallway.

The most eye-catching items were the red dress hanging on the clothes rack and the red high heels displayed below.

This is where Manager Zhang lives.

Meng Chengxi exclaimed in amazement, "She's amazing! I really admire her courage to live alone in a place like this. Her mental fortitude is incredible. If she were to enter a survival game, she would definitely become a high-level player."

"She's injured." Shekh walked up to the red dress and smelled a faint scent of blood on it—it was Manager Zhang's blood.

"Hey guys, take a look at this." Xiao Fang picked up a transparent, plastic-sealed folder from the table.

A good marital relationship is crucial for a child's development, but my husband is taciturn and doesn't understand romance at all. I regret that I can't set a good example for Xiaowang.

When Xiaowang was six years old, I saw that my friend's husband gave her 999 roses. I hinted to my husband, but he only bought me nine, saying it was too expensive.

But I'm not only a mother, I'm also a wife. I just want some romance.

I consider myself a good mother, but my husband hasn't made me a good wife...

"It's Wang Luan's book, probably a discarded draft or something."

Shi Jinzhe's impression was so-so. He felt that Wang Luan was quite similar to those old men who used the excuse that "men are boys until they die" to show that they were still immature despite their age.

Young people should be energetic and enthusiastic, not ignorant and naive.

Stay true to your original aspirations until death, not become a grown-up baby until death.

"I don't know much about Wang Luan's family's financial situation, but 999 roses are obviously not something an ordinary family can afford. Romance is fine, but it should be based on one's own circumstances."

Sheh walked over and said, "She really likes to compare herself with Lu Xiaohui. I bet she's shown off Manager Zhang to Lu Xiaohui quite a bit."

"How did you figure that out?"

“It’s not that I noticed it, it’s that I connected it to Cheng Youan’s attitude towards you. The more someone lacks something, the more they want to show it off. Lu Xiaohui doesn’t have children, so in Wang Luan’s mind, raising a genius is proof that she is better than Lu Xiaohui.”

Xiao Fang: "Then she ended up like this largely because she brought it on herself."

He was facing away from everyone, reading a notebook, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain on the back of his neck, making him jump up slightly.

Every pore on his skin felt like it was being forcibly opened, and he realized he couldn't control his body anymore!

Something was drilling into his body, and he couldn't even cry out in pain. He could only see his distorted face through the aluminum alloy door frame.

[Did he bring this upon himself?]

A woman's voice echoed in his mind, a voice filled with resentment, as if betrayed and filled with endless bitterness.

Do you know how much I've sacrificed for her? I found her the best teachers, enrolled her in the best extracurricular classes, and did everything myself. I even fed her spoonful by spoonful. And yet, she doesn't understand my efforts at all! She actually resents me! I'm her mother, what right does she have to resent me!

[You...you are Wang Luan?] Xiao Fang was invaded by the Yin energy, and his clear mind gradually became muddled.

[No matter how much you gave, you never asked her if she wanted it. At least in that photo album, she was much happier with her father than with you.]

[What do you know! Nobody thinks more about her than me. I'm her mother, I would never harm her! I'm doing everything for her own good!]

Xiao Fang couldn't move her body, not even her pupils could move. The words of rebuttal were in her mind, but she couldn't resist Wang Luan's intrusion.

Using all his willpower, he retorted, "If you know so much, why do you keep writing about other people in your books? It's because you can't write about her!"

[That's not true! She's my own flesh and blood, and I'm the best person for her!]

Wang Luan screamed in Xiao Fang's mind, and his nerves instantly throbbed with pain, as if a tangled ball of thread had been violently pulled and twisted together.

The pain made his vision go black, and in the last second before he fainted from the pain, Xiao Fang felt someone hitting the back of his neck hard.

The force nearly knocked his soul out of his body, but it also brought him back to his senses. He just couldn't stand up straight and fell forward.

Meng Chengxi quickly caught the limp Xiao Fang.

Shi Jinzhe explained from the side, "I'm really sorry for taking advantage of you a little."

Sheh withdrew his slapping hand, holding a woman with long, flowing hair, about forty years old, who was Wang Luan, whom he had pulled out of Xiao Fang's body.