“Miss Sun, are you all right?” Bodyguard Liu appeared behind her. He had been the person to switch on the lights. “When I called you earlier, I dropped my phone by accident. When I picked it up once more, you had already hung up.”

  “Why do you have my number?” Sun Jiamu was concerned.

  “Miss Fang gave it to me. She said that the Young Master may come here once in a while and that you may follow him over. She was worried that you would feel frightened in this place and asked me to take care of you.”

  “Xinxin is too thoughtful.” Sun Jiamu was deeply moved. “Thank you, Sir Liu. I’m all right.”

  “Young Master is upstairs. Would you like me to accompany you upstairs?”

  “It’s alright. Don’t worry about me.”

  “Ok then.” Bodyguard Liu opened his umbrella and turned to head out to the front yard.

  The entire villa was well-lit and was furnished with expensive furniture. She knew that all the furniture in here had been replaced.

  Now that the place was properly lit, Sun Jiamu was no longer afraid. She headed up to the second floor.

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  She coughed and the noise sensors immediately activated the lights in the hallway.

  “Fang Shaohua!” Sun Jiamu looked at the rows of rooms on the second floor. She recalled that Fang Manxue and Yang Xueyao were both in jail, but Fang Liyin had already been shot to death.

  When she was alive, Fang Liyin had impersonated as the female owner of this home and lived here for nearly eight years. Would she return as a ghost to this villa?

  She sighed. It was no wonder that to the outsiders, the Fang villa was already considered as a haunted house.

  She wondered which room Fang Liyin had occupied when she was alive. She was afraid to search every room.

  However, Sun Jiamu realised that she wouldn’t be afraid even if Fang Liyin returned as a ghost.

  A cheap woman like her had it easy with a death sentence!

  She recalled Xinxin mentioning that Fang Shaohua’s room was the innermost one on the third floor.

  Sun Jiamu immediately headed up. In the past, the Fang villa’s floors were lined with carpets. Now that the owners no longer lived here, the carpets had been removed.

  Late at night, her high heels clicked against the ground loudly.

  It was truly a frightening noise.

  For the man she loved, she was willing to brave through her fear of ghosts.

  She found that the innermost room on the third floor was slightly ajar. The lights were shut and the room appeared very dark.

  The moment she pushed the door open, she could smell the heavy stench of alcohol in the air.

  The light switch was right by the door. She quickly turned it on.

  She found more than seven bottles of alcohol on the ground. Fang Shaohua was also laying on the floor.

  She rushed over to help him up. “Why are you sleeping on the floor? It’s cold tonight. You’ll catch a chill!”

  She wrapped his arm around her shoulder and supported him up. It was only then that she realised he was really heavy!

  She helped him to lay down on the bed and thoughtfully removed his shoes. She bent down to tug the sheets over him.

  Fang Shaohua suddenly opened his eyes dazedly. He could see Fang Xinxin’s stunning beauty before him. His eyes lit up with joy. “You’re here!”

  “En.” She nodded. “I was worried about you. I had to search a lot of places before I finally found you.”

  “I’ve been waiting for you.” Fang Shaohua suddenly tugged her forward and pressed her beneath him. He murmured huskily. “Won’t you stay by my side for the rest of our lives?”

  “Alright.” She nodded seriously.

  As long as he wanted her, she was willing to spend the rest of her life with him.

  Outside the windows, the thunder had grown louder and the rain poured down heavily. The trees swayed along with the heavy storm.