Chapter 318 Everything is Gone



"Nonsense."

Zhao Jiadi gently patted her back: "I would be eternally grateful if you were willing to leave me an heir and give birth to Shikai. I chose this path myself and have never regretted it—only in this way can I stay by your side."

“Now that Shikai is like this… I just hope he can be alright after he gets out. I still have a lot of money left, and I’ll give it all to Shikai after I die. Just say it’s from you, and I hope he can live a good life and not do anything wrong again.”

"Don't mention death!"

Zhao Zhaodi reached out and covered his mouth, tears falling onto the back of his hand, burning his heart: "You have to stay with me and wait for Shikai to come out, do you hear me?"

Zhao Jiadi quickly replied, "Yes, I heard you."

But the knot in my heart just won't untie—

He had done everything he could, but Ye Nian'an had completely outmaneuvered him. Now he could only clench his fists and wait for the verdict, a feeling more bitter than swallowing bitter herbs.

Zhao Zhaodi grew angrier the more she thought about it: "That Ye Nian'an, she really deserves to die a horrible death! I, an old man, bowed to her, and she didn't even lift an eyelid! She took our money but didn't do anything, and then she turned around and accused us of poisoning her!"

She started cursing like a shrew, spitting everywhere: "I curse her to be childless! May her children be born without an anus! May she choke on cold water! May she be hit by a car! May she be dragged into an alley and gang-raped by thugs... May she bring shame to the Chu family! May her face and mouth be ruined, and may she never be able to rise again!"

Those vicious words were squeezed out from between his teeth, and there was not a trace of his previous restrained and dignified demeanor.

His gray hair stood on end in anger, and the veins on his forehead throbbed, making him look like a hen that had been provoked.

This is her true nature!

For Zhao Shikai's sake, she acted like a grandson in front of Ye Nian'an for half a day!

Now that all hope has been dashed, all the resentment is surging up, and I'm even cursing my dentures off.

After she had been cursing until her throat was hoarse, Zhao Jiadi took her arm and said, "Madam, let me help you back to your room to rest. You must be tired."

After saying that, he spat out, "No wonder the old lady is so angry! This Ye Nian'an looks harmless and pretty, but who would have thought she's such a vicious woman who can't distinguish right from wrong!"

"Hey... Old Zhao, stop talking. It's not worth wasting too much energy on a heartless woman like that."

Zhao Zhaodi waved her hand, her voice hoarse like a broken gong: "I'm tired, I'm going back to my room to rest."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you."

Zhao Jiadi carefully helped her move towards the main room.

The moment they pushed open the door, both of them froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

The room was empty, and the wind swirled through it, stirring up a few scraps of paper on the floor.

Where the carved wardrobe once stood, only the marks of peeling paint remained. The blue bricks in front of the dressing table were clean, the bed covered with satin mattress had vanished, and a slightly lighter-colored blue brick was revealed in the corner where the red box had been hidden under the bed.

That's all?

"Where is my... my closet?"

Zhao Zhaodi's voice cracked as she pointed at the empty room, her eyes nearly popping out of their sockets: "My dressing table! My treasured jewelry box! My dowry chest!"

Why can't I see any of them?

Zhao Jiadi was also stunned. He frantically tried to find the door lock, but there was no sign of it being pried open.

"That's impossible! Madam, these things were definitely here this morning!"

Moreover, they locked the room when they left.

The windows were tightly shut, and the window paper wasn't even torn by a pinhole.

When they came in, the lock was intact and everything seemed perfectly normal.

But it was as if everything in the room had been taken away by God; not even a wooden chair with peeling paint was left.

Could it be...?

Is it a ghost?

Zhao Jiadi's lips trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. He gripped Zhao Zhaodi's wrist so tightly that his knuckles turned white. "Madam, you... you really didn't leave the house at all today?"

"Absolutely true!"

Zhao Zhaodi's voice cracked, and cold sweat streamed down her wrinkled face.

"When you went to buy that hibiscus cake and went to report to Ye Nian'an, I was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard, basking in the sun! Everything was fine back then!"

"What kind of thief is this? Stealing gold, silver, and banknotes is one thing, but how could he take the bed frame and wardrobe? He even took my mahogany chair with the missing leg! That chair was so heavy, two strong men might not be able to lift it!"

She stared at the empty room, her eyes so wide they seemed about to pop out of their sockets.

This is really too weird!

Zhao Zhaodi pinched her arm hard, hissing in pain.

It's not a dream!

But how did those things just disappear into thin air?

They sneaked in silently and moved all the belongings out of the house. How much noise must that have made?

It would take at least six or seven strong men working together, and they would have to do it without making a sound... Is this something that ordinary people can do?

Zhao Jiadi's back was already soaked with cold sweat, and his blue cotton-padded jacket felt chilly against his skin, as if he were wrapped in a layer of ice.

Although Zhao Zhaodi is nearly seventy years old, she is not in poor health or deaf. At most, she needs someone to help her walk. She is in good health.

There are many people living near the house, so if a thief really dares to empty the house, the only way he can leave is through the front door.

Only that space could accommodate so many things.

The back door is always locked with a heavy lock and has never been opened. Moreover, the door frame is only wide enough for one and a half people to pass through. It's too narrow for a bed frame to fit through, let alone a cabinet.

If there really was such a commotion, Zhao Zhaodi, who had been staying in the house all along, couldn't possibly have been completely unaware!

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