Meanwhile, in Wen Hao's study, Yan Li, feeling somewhat bored, looked around and found an object he had never seen before.
A wooden plaque engraved with her name.
The wooden sign was entirely black, but the characters on it were vividly blood-red, eerily so, that it made her tremble.
Just as Yan Li was thinking of picking it up to take a closer look, she was separated by an invisible force, followed by an emotion that was hard to understand or explain.
It was heartbreaking and extremely depressing.
She froze, standing there, a tear slowly welling up in the corner of her right eye.
not good.
It's evil magic!
In just a moment, Yan Li raised her hand to wipe away the tears under her eyes and quickly took a few steps back: Why is Wen Hao now dabbling in such evil things?
But thinking back to the strange feeling she had just experienced, an idea suddenly came to her mind.
Could this be the reason she's trapped in the mansion?
Thinking of this, Yan Li couldn't help but have the urge to steal it again.
"Why do you think the adults want us to make swings again?" Just as Yan Li was about to try again, there was a commotion in the courtyard outside the window, under the crooked tree.
“Perhaps the master has truly put the young lady aside and is about to marry a new lady,” the servant who was working with him paused for a moment, “but the mourning period is still almost three months away, it’s a bit too hasty.”
They tied thick hemp ropes to the crooked trunk of the tree and then joined the planks together one by one.
"So what if it's near? It's only a matter of time."
"It's just a pity for Miss. We finally waited until this gentleman really made something of himself, but she didn't get to enjoy it."
Yan Li was sitting by the window when she heard this, and she was so angry that she floated up.
These people are really out of their minds.
Although she is the daughter of a businessman, she is truly wealthy; what does it mean to be unlucky?
She just felt unlucky.
If her parents hadn't insisted on keeping Wen Hao in the family as a live-in son-in-law, she might still be alive and well. Thinking this, she sat down on the newly made swing.
The two servants, who had just finished building the swing, froze in place as they watched it move. They then slowly looked at each other, reached out their hands, and tested the air. After confirming that there was no wind, their pupils contracted involuntarily.
"No...no wind..."
Ugh! Why is the swing moving when there's no wind?!
In an instant, the two servants who had been leisurely discussing their master's affairs quickly packed up their tools, running back and forth while glancing at the swing, wondering if it was just their imagination.
But the swing continued to swing, as if someone was deliberately controlling it, showing no intention of stopping.
Oh my god, could it really be that Miss is back?
Today is not the anniversary of the young lady's death. Could it be that she did not receive the paper money in the underworld, and that is why her vengeful spirit is not at peace?
Should we tell Butler Hu?
Will they be silenced?
The two ran in the sweltering heat, drenched in sweat, and only stopped in the corridor after a while, panting heavily, the fear in their eyes lingering for a long time.
On the other side, Yan Li didn't care whether she had scared anyone or not. She just sat on the swing and swung her legs, a slight smile playing on her lips. She wondered if Wen Hao would be as flustered as the two of them if he found out about this.
Probably not. After all, he was quite calm when he left the manor today, pretending not to see her.
Who knows which master he's currently seeking a way to subdue her so she can't stop him from marrying his beautiful bride.
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