Chapter 98: The Ruthless Actor (6)
Snap——
Miao Jue threw the feather duster to the ground and ran away.
“Help! There’s a ghost—Ah!!”
She screamed and ran out of her room.
There were only a few servants serving on the second floor, and it was already late.
The corridor was empty.
Apart from her breathing, there was silence all around.
Even the personal maid assigned to her by the second wife had disappeared!
Miao Jue felt a chill all over her body and her scalp tingled, as if countless pairs of eyes were looking at her from all sides.
She was confused and panicked, and took two quick steps to run downstairs to ask for help.
At that moment, a thin, soft, boneless female voice suddenly sounded behind Miao Jue.
"Where... do you want to go...?"
The voice seemed to come from hell, without warmth or vitality.
Miao Jue held his breath, not daring to answer or even look back.
Especially after experiencing the haunting of Master Zhan last night, she was now extremely nervous, feeling as if a bony hand was reaching out from behind her...
"Where do you want to go? Why don't you say anything, sister?"
The voice asked again.
Miao Jue suddenly felt that... it sounded a little familiar!
Then the sound of high heels hitting the floor tiles came from behind her, and then a pair of red high heels came into Miao Jue's sight.
She looked up.
It turned out to be Tokiho!!
"Fourth sister! That's great!! It's you!! I was almost scared to death just now!" Miao Jue covered his chest and gasped for breath as if he had seen a savior.
"Hey, dear sister, why do you look so ugly?"
"I, I... I saw in the room—"
Shisui naturally continued, "There are dirty things in the room, right?"
“How did you know??”
"You're living in the room where the deceased Third Concubine, my former senior sister, used to live... Come in and talk..."
Shi Sui beckoned Miao Jue, met her surprised eyes, and invited her into her room...
"My senior sister died in childbirth. It's not surprising that she left her resentment in the room."
Shi Sui poured Miao Jue a cup of hot tea to calm her down.
"Everyone in the Zhan family knows about this, and there are clearly several good rooms vacant on this floor, but the Second Madam insisted on giving you a problematic room to live in."
Miao Jue drank hot tea, sighed, and shook his head: "What should I do... It's so late, I can't ask the Second Madam to change my room..."
"You might not believe me even if I tell you. Even if you tell her, she'll have a hundred reasons not to change it for you."
"this……"
"Actually, you can go back to sleep without worry. My senior sister is a good person. She won't harm you."
Miao Jue wrapped his hands around the porcelain cup, his face filled with an indescribable loneliness.
It has been less than a week since she returned from Malaysia.
The marriage was arranged by her father. She didn't want to marry an old man who she had never even met and was almost 60 years old!
But the family needs money, and Mr. Zhan can afford a lot of it...
Miao Jue had already accepted her fate, but so many things had happened in the past two days, and she didn't know how many more "surprises" were waiting for her in the future.
Mr. Zhan, the Second Madam, the Fourth Madam...Miao Jue didn't know who he should trust!
She has never been a very strong person. She was in a big house where she was unfamiliar with the place and had no relatives. She was like a bird in a cage waiting to be slaughtered. The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt. She couldn't help but shed tears silently.
Shi Sui reached out and gently wiped away the tears on Miao Jue's face.
She could understand the little girl's hesitation.
In fact, the third concubine died of complications during childbirth... This matter is not that simple, there is a conspiracy behind it.
But if I tell Miao Jue this secret now, she might be scared on the spot.
Forget it, let’s talk about it again after some time.
Shisui tried to comfort her as gently as possible: "Don't cry, what's there to cry about? As long as you can stay away from the master, your blessings are all in the future."
Miao Jue wiped her tears with her wrist and asked hesitantly, "Fourth sister, why do you seem to be... a little..."
Shisui smiled mysteriously: "His attitude is a bit strange, isn't it? Once you know what kind of person he is, you will understand..."
Miao Jue didn't fully understand Shi Sui's words, but she felt that her charming and captivating aura unconsciously attracted her...
Shi Sui added hot tea to Miao Jue's cup while giving her some instructions.
"In a few days, the new ambassador of the British Consulate will officially take office. As the Vice Chairman of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in the British Concession, he will attend the inauguration ceremony with his family. Then, you will have the opportunity to see his true face up close..."
…
Five days later.
Seven o'clock in the morning.
The Zhan family was in a state of bustle, with servants running back and forth to deliver things.
The rooms of the wives were even more lively.
The Second Wife was dressed elegantly and gracefully. "Hurry up and go to each room and tell them to come downstairs and wait for the Master in the living room at 7:30!"
The Fifth Wife hesitated in front of the box full of earrings: "Should I wear this pair of traditional freshwater pearl earrings or the Western-style tassel earrings today?"
At the request of the second wife, Miao Jue changed out of her Malaysian Nyonya clothes and put on a close-fitting slit cheongsam for the first time.
(The author has to explain: In the old days, when Chinese people went to Southeast Asia and married Malay women, their daughters were called Nyonya.
Nyonya clothing is a unique garment worn by Nyonya people. It is based on traditional Malay clothing, but has been modified into a Western-style low-cut shoulder pad with traditional Chinese lace trim.
She looked at her exquisite curves in the mirror and felt a little uncomfortable, so she took out a shawl and put it on.
Shi Sui had just gotten up and washed up. She called out to Xiao Cui calmly, "Bring my breakfast! Flatbread, fried dough sticks, soy milk, and rice cakes—everything must be served!"
...Eight o'clock in the morning.
Three cars drove out of the Zhan family on time.
In one car sat Mr. Zhan and his assistant, and in the other sat the second wife and her son who had just turned 18.
The last car was for Shi Sui, Miao Jue and the fifth concubine.
Shi Sui whispered something in Miao Jue's ear.
"Are you ready? I'm going to open your eyes!"
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