Huo Yusen paused in his fruit-biting motion, lowered his eyelashes, and a smile curved his thin lips. "Don't worry, I won't believe you."

He really wouldn't believe it.

He didn't believe a single word the chieftain said.

But as long as the chief demon can be of use to him, he doesn't mind making a deal with the devil.

Seeing his expression, Qiqi couldn't help but sigh.

Brother Xiao Jiu is really a very stubborn person.

Forget it, let her handle it for him from now on.

That night, Qiqi slept soundly.

But some people toss and turn, unable to sleep at all.

Grandpa Jiang had two sons and one daughter. His eldest son, Jiang Heng, is now the president of the Jiang Group. His second son, Jiang Hai, started his own company. His youngest daughter, Jiang Yue, married the second son of the Lin family and is currently in confinement after giving birth to a son.

That night, all three of Jiang's children had the same dream.

In their dream, their father told them that he wanted to get rid of the piano in the villa and asked them to entrust it to a little girl who was only three years old.

Grandpa Jiang gave his three siblings a lot of advice in his dream, but to sum it up, he told them to stop and comfort their mother, to take good care of her in the future, and to be filial to her.

Most importantly, they are not allowed to stop their mother from finding someone else to rely on.

Since the old man passed away, the three siblings have never dreamed of him even once.

This time, they not only dreamed about it, but they also remembered it so clearly. They remembered every word the old man said, every instruction he gave, and even the expression on his face.

At first, the three siblings thought they were the only ones who had the dream, so they went back to the lakeside villa early the next morning to see what was going on.

When they returned, they found that the other two had also arrived.

After some discussion, they discovered that everyone had returned because of the same dream, which sent chills down their spines!

"No, big brother, what exactly happened?" Jiang Yue, the younger sister, rubbed her arms.

The eldest brother, Jiang Heng, shook his head. "I don't know either, but since we're all here, why don't we wait and see if there really is a young girl who's coming to take care of the old man's piano?"

We can ask that girl later, and maybe she'll know everything.

Jiang Hai, the second brother, nodded. "Big brother is right. Anyway, I've already canceled all my work for today. I want to see if the old man in my dream is a human or a ghost."

"Okay, let's wait and see." With her two older brothers by her side, Jiang Yue felt less scared.

At first, she was prepared to find a master to exorcise evil spirits in her home after she returned.

The lakeside villa has been uninhabited for a long time, and because of the rumors of it being haunted, no one has come to take care of it.

Jiang Heng and the others tidied up quickly, sat down on the sofa, and glanced at the door every now and then.

Time passed slowly, but there was still no movement at the door.

Just as the Jiang siblings were getting impatient, footsteps finally sounded at the door.

Squeak!

Someone pushed open the rusty door of the villa, and the sound startled the three siblings in the living room so much that they jumped up.

Jiang Heng, the eldest son of the Jiang family, was relatively calm.

The younger sister, Jiang Yue, leaped and hid behind her second brother.

Jiang Hai's face also turned slightly pale, and he looked at the doorway with a fearful and wary expression.

Not far from them, Grandpa Jiang floated in mid-air, his head, which had accidentally fallen off, held in his arms as he turned around to look at the expressions of his three children.

When I saw their reaction, I couldn't help but scoff.

"At your age, you're not as calm as a young girl!"

The tone was quite disdainful.

If they could see him, he would have been tempted to cover his head and go up to scare them.

Even so, the fact that he held his head and circled the three of them a few times was enough to frighten them.

"Big brother, have you felt a cold wind blowing around us?" Jiang Yue asked, trembling and pale.

"I felt it too!" Jiang Hai's face also turned pale, his eyes darting around, fear surging in them.

Jiang Heng frowned and didn't speak, but his expression was very unpleasant.

They obviously sensed it too.

Just then, the living room door behind them suddenly rang, and a tiny little kid, not even as tall as their thighs, was standing in the doorway.

The little bean sprouted a chubby little face with fair and rosy skin. Its big, dark eyes looked like two grapes embedded in its face, making it resemble a soft and adorable white-skinned glutinous rice ball.

When the three Jiang siblings saw her, they immediately thought of the little girl the old man had mentioned in their dream.

Just to be on the safe side, Jiang Heng still asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Qiqi glanced at the three siblings who were staring intently at her, and then at Grandpa Jiang, who was holding his head and circling around them.

Grandpa Jiang was gesturing and introducing her, "Young lady, this guy with glasses on half of his face is my eldest son. He's a stubborn fellow, and he can be really rude. If he says anything that upsets you later, please bear with him."

“That’s my second son. He’s a smooth talker and often says nonsensical things. You don’t need to worry about him too much.”

"That's my youngest daughter. She just gave birth and is still in her postpartum period! Sigh, I didn't expect her to come too. She's not in good health to begin with, and she's also timid. With so many ghosts here, I wonder if it will affect her health."

Grandpa Jiang looked at his youngest daughter with a worried expression; it was clear that he loved her very much.

Qiqi blinked. "Grandpa asked me to come here. Didn't he tell you to come and help deal with that piano?"

The little girl pointed her fair, delicate fingers at the brand-new, gleaming piano in the living room.

Grandpa?

Jiang Heng's expression changed slightly, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Who is this old man you're talking about? What's his surname? What does he look like?"

Could it be that what their father told them in their dream was all true?

Does that mean there really are ghosts in this world?

This realization both surprised and delighted the three Jiang siblings. If ghosts really existed, would they still have a chance to see their father one last time?

Qiqi pointed to the void next to them, "It's this old man, wearing a white shirt and black vest, with black-rimmed glasses, and his head is bald."

After saying that, she turned to look in Grandpa Jiang's direction, "Grandpa Jiang, I'm sorry, I probably can't help you with the piano. When I saw you yesterday, I wasn't sure. But now that I see my two uncles and aunt, I'm sure."

"The piano is now inextricably linked to Grandma's life. If it's burned or sold off, Grandma will die immediately!"