In that instant, a fierce wind arose outside, and Sheng Qianye appeared before her in a flash.
With those alluring and perfect features so close, Rong Chang caught a glimpse of bloodlust and madness in the depths of his eyes.
"Don't interfere in my affairs, or else—"
The sound stopped, and Sheng Qianye's resolute profile tightened slightly. After a few seconds of pause, his sharp, murderous voice finally came from the bottom of his throat, "I won't let you go either!"
No one can stop him from taking revenge.
cannot.
After he finished speaking, he left.
He wanted to say something more, but Rong Shang's words somehow angered him, causing him to leave in a fit of rage.
*
On the other side, Mr. Sheng walked nearly a hundred meters through the rain with his umbrella before arriving at a small clinic nearby. Only after he asked the doctor three or four times did the doctor agree to come to the hotel to examine Liang Luoyin's foot injury.
Meanwhile, on the second floor of the hotel.
The entire crew surrounded Leung Lok-yan as she screamed in pain, nearly fainting.
But people weren't concerned about the extent of her foot injury; rather, they were concerned about the paranormal events she had encountered before the injury.
"Luo Yin, you just said you stepped on a head, is that true?"
Already sweating profusely from the pain, with her lips pale, Liang Luoyin leaned against the headboard and weakly nodded.
"It's true, there are very long hairs on it."
Just thinking about it now gives Leung Lok-yan goosebumps.
I'm so lucky I wasn't scared to death.
But when she said that, everyone around her was terrified.
"Oh my god, could this hotel be haunted?"
"Ghosts?" Some of the female staff members hugged themselves tightly in fright. "Don't scare me, I'm scared."
The dark corridor outside was quiet, and even the slightest sound could be heard clearly inside the room.
At this moment, twenty or thirty people were crammed into Liang Luoyin's small room, making the space extremely cramped.
Even so, some people were still trembling with fear.
Sheng Qianxing glanced at them, his eyes full of disdain, "Alright, stop scaring yourselves."
There are no ghosts in this world.
He was born here and lived here for over twenty years. If there were really ghosts, he would have been dead long ago.
“But Sister Luo Yin said she stepped on a head.”
"Yeah, they even said there was long hair on it. Luo Yin fell and got all bruised. I think this is really weird."
The group of people were chatting away, and the atmosphere was really lively.
But this excitement is all built on their deep-seated fear.
The noisier the room became, the more dizzy Liang Luoyin felt. Unable to resist, she reached out and tugged at Sheng Qianxing beside her.
"Brother Qianxing, it hurts so much."
"The doctor will be here soon, just bear with it a little longer." Sheng Qianxing glanced down at Liang Luoyin and silently took her hand.
As he stepped back a little, a cold wind blew in through the window behind him, which had been blown open by the wind at some point.
It felt cool, and my neck was also a little itchy.
Frowning, Sheng Qianxing raised his hand to scratch his neck, but after repeating this action several times, he became a little irritated.
He later realized there were hair-like things on his neck. He thought it was his own hair growing and was about to brush it back when, unexpectedly, a handful of black hair appeared in his palm.
"ah!"
He caught his breath and was startled. He took a few steps back and quickly threw the hair out of his hand.
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