Chapter 318 Ghost is scary
Xu Jiadong has been very proud of himself recently. He is in his fifties, but he never expected to have a son.
This really made him overjoyed.
Yang Yunxiu was a woman he just wanted to play with, and he didn't feel bad about it anyway. After all, she was someone else's wife.
But he didn't expect that the other party actually gave birth to a son for him.
He himself found it incredible, but the paternity test clearly told him that the child was indeed his.
At Xu Jiadong's age, he is actually quite traditional and has deep-rooted family inheritance. Although he already has a son, he is probably not much younger than Yang Xiuyun.
But this unexpected child still made him ecstatic.
As the mother of her own child, Yang Yunxiu naturally cannot treat her as she did in the past.
So a house was arranged for her and someone would take care of her.
As for her former husband, he didn't care at all and regarded him as nothing.
It's just that he has always been cautious to prevent Yan Zicong from jumping over the wall in a hurry, so he still strengthened security.
Sure enough, he was right. Yan Zicong came and made trouble several times, and after a lot of trouble, there was no news.
However, Xu Jiadong did not relax, because people either exploded in silence or died in silence.
He is not afraid of death, he is afraid of the other party's explosion, so he specially arranges for someone to keep an eye on him.
So——
Yan Zicong's body was discovered in the morning, and Xu Jiadong found out about it at noon.
The enemy knew the news faster than the family.
"Ha~, this is dead, it's really useless."
Xu Jiadong threw the photo on the table with disdain. The photo showed Yan Zicong's body that had been soaked and turned white. It was discovered in time before it became swollen and changed into a human shape.
Xu Jiadong spoke with disdain, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
How can one be a thief for a thousand days and prevent a thief for a thousand days? Now it's better, the problem has been completely solved.
He picked up the cup, stood up, walked to the water dispenser, and poured himself a glass of water.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Ouch, my body has turned white from soaking."
This voice was all too familiar to him. He stiffened and turned his head, only to see Yan Zicong standing where he had just been sitting.
Seeing him turning to look at her, he showed a sinister smile.
"Mr. Xu, good afternoon."
"Yan...Yan Zicong?" Xu Jiadong was full of surprise, his voice trembling.
At this moment, the sound of the water dispenser brought him back to his senses, and he quickly turned around to turn off the water.
At this moment, his mind was spinning thousands of times, and an idea suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart.
"Yan Zicong is not dead. This is a trap he deliberately set up..."
Thinking of this, he was no longer afraid. He turned around and was about to curse, but then his hands and feet felt cold because there was no one in his seat.
He looked around the office. It was empty. There was no place to hide anyone.
And this is the twenty-fifth floor, and the only exit is the door next to the water dispenser.
At this time, he also came to his senses. How did Yan Zicong come in?
Xu Jiadong stood there for a while before he came back to his senses and returned to his seat tremblingly. But first he looked down at the bottom of the table, because this was probably the only place in the entire office where people could hide.
But the empty bottom of the table is even more frightening.
Xu Jiadong's blood pressure was already a bit high. Being frightened like this made him feel dizzy.
He held on to the chair for a while before slowly coming back to his senses, and then immediately asked someone to come in.
He was asking again and adjusting the surveillance, but from beginning to end, he was the only one in the office. He had just been talking to the air.
"Is it because I didn't get a good rest last night?" Xu Jiadong rubbed his forehead gently, wondering if he had a mental problem. However, he didn't dare to stay in the office anymore, so he informed the driver, got up and went downstairs, ready to go home and rest.
It was time for work in the afternoon, and he was the only one in the elevator.
Xu Jiadong, who was standing in the elevator, raised his hand and looked at the time. It was only around three o'clock in the afternoon. He hesitated in his heart whether to go see the baby. He had to like a newborn for a while, and he was no exception.
But just when he retracted his wrist, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder. Xu Jiadong was startled. He didn't have time to think, so he subconsciously looked back, only to see that there was no one behind him.
Xu Jiadong felt his blood surge, his heart pounding, and his entire face turned pale.
Fortunately, at this moment, the elevator door opened and he stumbled out quickly.
"Mr. Xu, what's wrong with you?"
A hand held his wrist. Xu Jiadong screamed in fright and subconsciously pushed the other person away. Only then did he realize that it was his driver who was holding him up.
"Mr. Xu, are you okay?" the driver Xiao Chen asked with a worried look on his face.
"I...I'm fine..." Xu Jiadong covered his chest and gasped.
His eyes looked around in panic.
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The driver Xiao Chen helped Xu Jiadong, who was about to collapse, into the car.
Then he asked: "Mr. Xu, where are we going now?"
"Go back to the Eight Immortals Temple." Xu Jiadong said.
"Okay." Xiao Chen slowly started the car and drove out of the garage.
Xu Jiadong stroked his chest and stared out the window, thinking to himself, had he really hit a ghost?
At this moment, his eyes suddenly focused, and he saw Yan Zicong standing next to a wall pillar, smiling and waving to him.
The car happened to pass by him. Xu Jiadong quickly turned around and saw that there was no one under the wall pillar.
"Xiao...Xiao Chen, was there someone standing next to us just now waving to us?" Xu Jiadong said nervously.
"No?" Xiao Chen recalled.
He didn't pay attention just now.
Xu Jiadong looked at the driving recorder in front of the car and said quickly: "Open the recorder and go back and take a look."
He was the boss, and he had the final say. Xiao Chen opened the record and went back, but no matter how he looked, no one appeared on the recorder.
Xiao Chen whispered: "Mr. Xu, it is working time now, and there are usually few people in the garage."
Xu Jiadong remained silent, his face even paler.
"Go to the Eight Immortals Temple, go to the Eight Immortals Temple, faster..." He kept urging.
Seeing the car drive out of the garage, Yan Zicong's figure appeared again, and then turned into a dark wind and roared away.
When he was alive, he wanted them to die, but now that he was dead, he wanted them to live.
Because death was too cheap for them, he would slowly torture them until they collapsed, otherwise he would not be able to get rid of the anger in his heart.
Xu Jiadong went to the Eight Immortals Temple, burned incense and asked for talismans. Since Yan Zicong never showed up again, he felt a little more at ease.
At this time, he also received a text message. Yan Zicong was indeed dead. He died of suicide. Last night, surveillance cameras captured him jumping into the sea.
However, he seemed to have some mental problems, and his behavior before his death was very abnormal. He stood on the bridge and talked to himself, mumbling.
But Xu Jiadong doesn't care about this. As long as he doesn't come looking for him, everything will be fine.
"Mr. Xu, where are we going now?"
Xu Jiadong thought for a while and said: "Go to Jingxiu Garden."
That was where Yang Yunxiu's mother and son lived. He was a little worried and wanted to go and have a look.
In addition, I also prayed for talismans and gods for them, and they just happened to be sent there as well.
PS: Also~, I was supposed to update in the morning, but I got up at five o'clock every day to write it. It's too cold now and I really can't get up. I'm lazy o(╥﹏╥)o, but the number of updates will not be less. ,rest assured.
(End of chapter)