Chapter 22: Chinese Rose (2/2)
Miss Liu was a known severed head-loving aficionado and upon hearing these words, she said with her voice full of excitement, “Where? Where is it hidden? It turns out that the head Old Gu chopped up in the club was not his first one! I was saying that he was so daring, even being this skillful at chopping heads!”
Miss Liu saw Bai Yan’s eyes narrow from smiling and pushed closer to him, anxiously saying, “Don’t leave me hanging. Tell me quickly, where is it hidden? Don’t play with me!”
“How could I do that? The master absolutely commanded to take care of you. How could I dare trick you.” Bai Yan tenderly held Miss Liu’s hand and affectionately said, “The head that’s in the villa is buried in the garden. The master particularly planted a Chinese rose on top of it. You still haven’t seen this place’s magnificent Chinese rose?”
“Is it?” Miss Liu was still skeptical of his words, “Who knows if you’re tricking me. A severed head that’s buried under a Chinese rose? I haven’t seen it and there’s no basis for it other than your colorful mouth weaving this story.”
“I’m not making this up.” Bai Yan solemnly vowed, “Today, the madam even asked the gardener to dig up the fourth rose later at midnight, and underneath it, there’s a head buried. The gardener and I have a good relationship, I can ask him to not come tonight. Do you want to see it for yourself?”
“Is that okay?” In the end, since she was a guest staying at someone else’s home, Miss Liu was a bit hesitant, but her glistening and shining eyes told a different story, “I’ll try it then. With my relationship with Old Gu, he wouldn’t care if it were me. After all, we’re from the same club and everyone knows that I wouldn’t betray him easily.”
After talking, Miss Liu was already impatient.
Miss Liu felt anxious when it came to digging up the head, but Bai Yan couldn’t let her get away so easily.
Seeing that there was still a lot of time before midnight, Bai Yan suddenly seized Miss Liu’s waist, wrapping his arm tightly on her, and sweet-talked her to stall for time, even using his sex appeal at that. He waited a few more minutes for the clock to near midnight and instantly acted as if he were reluctant to part with her, sadly letting go of her hand in the process. Bai Yan then conveniently found a reason for him not to go with Miss Liu and unearth the head.
“Well, that’s alright. You can take a shower first and wait for me on the bed after.”
Thinking that she would find a new decapitated head and have an attractive hunk patiently waiting for her in bed, Miss Liu merrily went to dig up the Chinese rose.
As Miss Liu went on her way, Bai Yan also happily pulled out his phone from his pocket and texted Li Hao a heads up.
[One of our guests volunteered to help you dig out the Chinese rose. You can give her the shovel and leave immediately. ]
After sending a text, Bai Yan went to the bathroom and washed up, just as he promised. Since there were no other players in the room, he didn’t need to reapply his cosmetics and just lazily laid flat on the bed, blankly staring at the ceiling and waiting for his seeds to bear fruit.
Only ghosts could deal with ghosts. If Ms. Liu came back alive and well, then what was the use of him resisting a powerful female ghost? It was better to obediently lie flat and die quickly.
But, if she didn’t come back, he would certainly have a pleasant night ahead of him. Miss Liu was indeed a very beautiful woman, but no matter how big the bed was, it was obviously more comfortable to sleep alone, rather than having two people share the bed. During the past few nights, Li Hao’s tormented sleeptalking was never-ending, so Bai Yan wholeheartedly hoped that Miss Liu wouldn’t come back.
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As Miss Liu grabbed the shovel and huffed and puffed while unearthing the Chinese rose, the next-door neighbor, Su Xiaoqian, also encountered a mishap.
Like the inappropriate Miss Liu, after chatting with Su Xiaoqian for a while, Boss Zhao also lacked basic decency and distastefully groped Su Xiaoqian.
Su Xiaoqian had a fiery temper, so no one dared disrespect her like that. Even if it were a ghost, she would still violently slap it.
So, she furiously resisted her urges and sharply scratched Boss Zhao’s face, leaving a bright red mark across his face and causing him to burn with rage.
“You smelly old fart, don’t you have any shame! Carelessly touching a pure maiden in front of you! Do you think I don’t know? When you’re all doing this, aren’t you seeking something else?” Boss Zhao angrily took out his wallet and grabbed a wad of cash, ruthlessly throwing it in Su Xiaoqian’s face, “Old Gu asked you to come here to accompany me for the night. Serve this father well and money you can’t even imagine will be yours by tomorrow. Father isn’t a stingy person!”
“Go to hell, you lowlife!”
Su Xiaoqian shook the money off of her head and face and continued to struggle out of the situation desperately. Seeing that the insubordinate maid was still ununderstanding, Boss Zhao grew more enraged. He no longer sympathized with the girl and prepared to touch her, but as he forcefully grabbed her, they heard a banging echo from the other side of the door.
“Boom boom boom!”
“Boom boom boom!”
“Who’s bothering us this late at night?” Boss Zhao released Su Xiaoqian and turned his head towards the door irritatedly. But as he stared at the door, no one from the other side answered back.
Su Xiaoqian’s heart came into a jolt when she heard the successive knocks from the door.
Now, she didn’t care if Boss Zhao would feel her up. Instead, she immediately steadied her breaths, lying motionless on the bed and pretending to be dead. Even though Boss Zhao thought that she admitted her defeat and started taking advantage of her, she endured it as if her life depended on it and acted as if she were already dead.