Chu Hao took a running step and darted into a corner. Soon he walked back over, seeming to be carrying something in his hand, though everyone could clearly see his hands were empty.
Jiang Zhewen sneered, "Playing ghost tricks again? If you don’t get out right now, I’m calling the police."
Chu Hao completely ignored him. He pulled out a Soulrend Talisman and shouted, "Spirits tremble! The Three Pure Ones unite! By decree of law, act now!"
The talisman burst into flames. Looking again at Chu Hao’s hand, he was holding a completely naked child, who was baring his teeth and claws, roaring at Chu Hao.
His pupils were pure black, his skin deathly pale. He looked at Jiang Zhewen and Mimi and said, "Daddy, Mommy."
Jiang Zhewen jumped back in fright, landing hard on his butt, pointing at the boy but speechless.
The others were startled too, reflexively taking a few steps back.
"Ding... Host succeeded in showing off, awarded 30 Pretentiousness Points."
Mimi jumped in fright, but quickly snapped back, her voice shaking. "The... child!!"
"Mommy," the Xiao Gui said, his voice babyish and soft.
Yu Sicheng and his group stared in shock, but Yu Sicheng was the most surprised—he had known there was a Xiao Gui here, but never thought Chu Hao would drag him out for everyone to see.
Mimi wailed, heartbroken, "My child, my child, mommy is so sorry."
Jiang Zhewen scrambled to his feet, pointing at Chu Hao in fury, yelling, "It’s hypnosis! Honey, don’t listen to them, they’re trying to scam money from us!"
Chu Hao was truly pissed off now. You really think I won’t hit you?
"Smack!" Mimi slapped Jiang Zhewen hard across the face, bellowing, "Shut up!"
Jiang Zhewen clutched his face in disbelief. "You... you hit me?"
Mimi ignored him, her tears blurring everything. This little boy was precisely the one from her dreams.
"Child, how... how did you end up ?"
The boy began to cry too. His tears ran black. He said, "Mommy, someone wants to hurt you, someone wants to hurt you."
The crowd was shocked.
Mimi sobbed even harder. The child had often appeared in her dreams—but why had he come to tell her someone wanted to harm her?
This was her son, she was absolutely sure.
Chu Hao shot Yu Sicheng a look. Yu reacted the quickest, dashed out like a wild stallion, and soon dragged in a housemaid—a woman in her fifties, her face filled with terror.
"Miss Mimi, she’s the one who tried to harm you. She did something to those three moles, too," Yu Sicheng said.
The truth was out—it was the maid who meant her harm.
Mimi looked at her in disbelief. "Aunt Wu, why... why would you do this?"
Aunt Wu’s frightened look twisted into madness, her face contorting horribly. "You ask me why? Of course it’s for revenge—for my daughter!"
Aunt Wu said coldly, "You remember Wu Xue, right? It was you two bastards who got my daughter killed."
Mimi finally caught on, exclaiming, "You’re Wu Xue’s mother? But didn’t she commit suicide? What does that have to do with us?"
Of course, behind every strange event, there’s always a heartbreaking story.
"Ask him!" Aunt Wu pointed at Jiang Zhewen, her tears flowing.
A flicker of panic crossed Jiang Zhewen’s eyes.
A few years ago, back in college, Jiang Zhewen and Mimi were students—and so was Wu Xue. They were in the same class. Wu Xue was beautiful, a campus queen, pursued by many.
Jiang Zhewen was one of them, eventually winning her heart with his looks and talent.
As graduation neared, Jiang Zhewen decided to focus on his own future, and began to chase after Wenmi, using every trick and romantic gesture he could. Finally, he won her over.
Back then, Jiang Zhewen was seeing both at once, while Wu Xue and Wenmi were kept in the dark.
Later, Wu Xue found out, and angrily went to Wenmi to tell her. Jiang Zhewen stopped her.
Aunt Wu wailed, pointing at Jiang Zhewen and cursing, "Scum! You dog bastard! You said you were only using Wenmi for connections, and you’d marry Wu Xue afterwards. My poor, foolish daughter... She actually believed you, and waited for you for three years."
Wenmi was stunned, staring at Jiang Zhewen in disbelief.
Jiang Zhewen started to panic. "Mimi, listen to me—"
"Shut up." Wenmi slapped him again.
Jiang Zhewen staggered back, clutching his face, saying nothing more.
Wenmi was flustered. "Aunt Wu, I really didn’t know about this. I had no idea then, I was kept in the dark too."
Aunt Wu sat on the floor crying. "That dog bastard! Wu Xue was sick so often, went to him so many times, but he just ignored her—threw her some money and left."
"Wu Xue was anemic since childhood, and then got pregnant. She was close to dying more than once."
"A ch—child! How was I supposed to know?" Jiang Zhewen was dumbfounded.
"You beast, Wu Xue didn’t tell you because she didn’t want to ruin your future. After that, she got depression, and just couldn’t take it anymore. She jumped off a building—lost both her and the baby. My poor, poor daughter..."
Everyone’s expression turned grim.
Wang Meng, Yu Sicheng, Ankang Mo—they all clenched their fists until their knuckles cracked.
It was clear they couldn’t hold back anymore.
Wenmi was dumbstruck, totally out of it.
"Mimi, please—just listen," Jiang Zhewen said, his face pale.
Chu Hao was furious. He made the first move, directly kicking Jiang Zhewen. "Damn it, I swear I’ll kick you to death myself, you son of a bitch!"
Jiang Zhewen screamed, hunching over on the floor, struggling to speak.
Wang Meng quickly asked, "Should we beat him up?"
Chu Hao waved his hand fiercely. "Beat him! If anything happens, it’s on me."
Wang Meng was overjoyed. That’s all he needed to hear.
The three of them charged in for a savage beating, even Luo Yan kicking high heels and all, as if she wanted to stomp him a hundred times over.
Soon, the room echoed with screams of agony.
Wang Meng: "You scum! I’m going to kick you to death!"
Ankang Mo: "Bastard! Fuck you!"
Luo Yan was the most ruthless, her heels smashing down each time, making Jiang Zhewen howl like a slaughtered pig.
Chu Hao just about wanted to draw his sword and cut the bastard down.
"Fuck! I hardly ever hit people, but beating you is just so damn satisfying."
Jiang Zhewen cursed Chu Hao a million times in his heart.
"Mommy," the Xiao Gui called to Wenmi.
Wenmi snapped back, helped Aunt Wu up, and didn’t so much as glance at the battered and howling Jiang Zhewen. She said, "Aunt Wu, I’m so sorry. If I’d known, I would have killed that son of a bitch myself."
Aunt Wu sobbed miserably.
Wenmi looked at the Xiao Gui and started crying again, overwhelmed with grief.
After that beating, everyone felt a little better inside. Jiang Zhewen lay on the floor, half dead.
Chu Hao took a deep breath. "Sister Mi, let me help your child move on. He’s suffered enough in this world."
Wenmi tried to hug her child, but she couldn’t touch him at all, and broke down crying.
"Mommy, don’t cry. Next life, I still want to be your child," said the Xiao Gui.
Wenmi fell to her knees before Chu Hao. "Please, I beg you, help me and my child."
Chu Hao took a deep breath, and asked in his heart, "System, is there a way?"
System: "Recommend Host to purchase Yin-Yang Parent-child Rope."
"Ding... Host purchased Yin-Yang Parent-child Rope, consuming 100 Show-off Points."
Yin-Yang Parent-child Rope: Allows reincarnation in both the Yang and Yin Realms. If someone in the Yin Realm wears the Parent-child Rope when reincarnated, they’ll be able to find the person wearing the same rope in the Yang Realm.