After a moment of silence, Chen Xin'e slowly spoke.
“You haven’t visited your mother’s grave since you went back to the countryside. Perhaps she knows you’re back, and lately she…”
Thinking back to what happened last night, Chen Xin'e can still vividly recall the terrifying scene.
She could even feel a burning pain on her neck from being pinched.
"Is Madam thinking of my mother?" Bai Qianmo lifted her eyelids, her large, watery eyes filled with curiosity.
“Nonsense… I just think that your mother must miss you a lot since she hasn’t seen you for so many years. I’m not a heartless stepmother, and I would never stop you from going to your mother’s grave to pay your respects…”
"Go first thing tomorrow morning, burn some paper money for your mother, and remember to tell her not to come home too often. If she needs anything, she'll tell you in a dream. I'll keep her in mind and make sure you visit her grave to pay your respects more often."
Xu Jinwei was so shocked by Chen Xin'e's words that she almost dropped her jaw.
Wasn't the person my mother hated most in her life Xu Jin'en's mother?
Even though the woman has been dead for many years, she still often thinks of her and curses her.
Why are you suddenly thinking of having Xu Jin'en burn some paper money at that woman's grave?
Chen Xin'e said meaningfully to Bai Qianmo, "The ban has been lifted for you, and you will still receive your monthly interest. From now on, as long as you behave well in this family, I will not mistreat you."
"Thank you, Madam!"
Bai Qianmo sneered inwardly. It seemed that her ghost-playing act last night had really fooled Chen Xin'e.
"Alright, you can go back now."
"Yes!" Bai Qianmo left respectfully.
Chen Xin'e pinched her swollen brow.
"Just seeing your father makes my chest ache with anger. He'd better stay with that vixen forever, so I don't have to worry about him."
Now, Xu Jiangfeng and Chen Xin'e have long lost all affection for each other. In fact, whether this man lives or dies is no longer important to Chen Xin'e.
In short, the real power in the Xu family fell to Xu Jierong, and Xu Jiangfeng was merely a figurehead.
Even if he dies, the Xu family will still receive a share of the monthly dividends from the eldest branch of the family.
"Mother, please don't say such hurtful things. No matter how wicked he is, he is still your husband, Xing'er's and my father. Do you really want something bad to happen to him?" Xu Jinwei poured a glass of warm water and walked to the bedside.
"Have some water to soothe your throat."
Chen Xin'e's ashen face softened slightly.
"I just had a big argument with your dad, and now I'm really thirsty."
Taking the teacup, Chen Xin'e took a few sips to moisten her throat.
"Mother, what exactly did you see last night? Why did you suddenly let that girl go out today?"
When the matter was brought up, Chen Xin'e's expression was complicated, and she clutched her collar with lingering fear.
"Wei'er, do you think ghosts really exist after people die?"
Xu Jinwei frowned slightly, somewhat suspicious: "Although various ghost stories have been passed down from ancient times, and I've heard some from the old women in the courtyard, I've never seen one, so I don't particularly believe in ghosts. What? Did you see one last night?"
Chen Xin'e gasped, a look of fear flashing in her eyes.
“I saw Xu Jin’en’s mother last night. She grabbed my neck and lifted me off the bed into the air. She was sickly all the time when she was alive, how could she have such strength?”
Are you sure it's her?
“I’m sure. She was standing right where you are right now. I’m absolutely certain it was her. And…and she was deathly pale, with jet-black pupils, long hair covering half her face, dressed in white, and…and she was floating in mid-air…”
The more Chen Xin'e thought about it, the paler her face became.
"This Yang Fengqin is definitely not human. She gently reached out and grabbed my neck. I felt a terrifying force tightly enveloping me, and I couldn't move at all."
"Mother, what you're saying is just too unbelievable. Could it be that Madam Yang really came to our house?"
“She’s here, she’s here. I know she’s in the Xu residence and refuses to leave. She thinks I killed her, so even in death, she’s still haunting me.”
"What did the Taoist priests at the temple say today?"
"They said they would hold a three-day ceremony at the Xu family altar to comfort the soul of the deceased, to pray for Yang Fengqin's soul, and to help her go to the underworld as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, Xu Jinwei inexplicably felt a chill run down her spine.
"Mother, I think you should move to another room first."
Chen Xin'e nodded: "I plan to move to the courtyard at the east end, where there is plenty of sunshine. The Taoist priest said that ghosts are extremely yin, and she dares not go to places with strong yang energy."
Xu Jinwei patted her chest, glancing around nervously.
"That's good. What you said is making me a little scared."
*
Bai Qianmo left Chen Xin'e's courtyard alone.
Step out of Chen Xin'e's courtyard gate, turn left and you'll find a long corridor. Walk through the corridor and you'll reach the small garden.
There is a shortcut that leads directly to the courtyard where she lives.
Just as I stepped onto a path in the small garden, a soft laugh came from the flower bushes not far away.
The voice sounded somewhat familiar, and Bai Qianmo slowly slowed her pace.
"Hehe, Lian'er, you really have changed a lot as you grow up. I haven't seen you for only a few months, and your figure has become even more supple. Tsk tsk, what good stuff are you using? It smells so good."
"Master, you're making fun of Lian'er again. It's only been three months. How could I have changed?"
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