Chapter 8: Blood Jade

  That smile is terrifying to behold.

  Xiao Ai stood there as if she had been stunned silly.

  Until the elevator slowly closed.

  At the moment she turned around, her eyes widened in surprise. Standing beside her was none other than Zhong Yuanchen.

  He was looking at her with an inquiring gaze.

  "Ah!" She jumped back a few steps, "You... why didn't you make a sound... do you know that scaring people can kill them?!"

  "Hmm..." He narrowed his eyes, "So it's still my fault?"

  "Director Zhong... I didn't mean it like that..."

  He looked at her, "What do you mean?"

  Shu Xiao Ai turned around, pressed the elevator button, confirmed there was no one inside, then walked in, followed by Zhong Yu Chen.

  Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a figure that had drifted in suddenly contorted and let out a blood-curdling cry: "Blood Jade!"

  Then turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared from Shu Xiaoxiao's line of sight.

  She stared at the slowly closing door, confirming that she hadn't misheard earlier.

  "Did you... hear any voice other than mine just now?"

  "Is there anyone else here besides you and me?"

  Shu Xiao Ai dryly laughed and her gaze fell on his Adam's apple.

  A small, delicate emerald green jade pendant stained with blood, extremely eerie, could this be the Blood Jade that the female ghost mentioned before she disappeared?

  "How did your jade come to be stained with blood?"

  He lowered his head and saw a patch of green, "Are you colorblind? This is obviously green."

  Shu Xiao Ai narrowed her eyes, just stretching out her hand to touch it, he threw a cold glance over, she immediately withdrew her hand, dryly laughing, "President Zhong, this jade is quite good-looking, where did you buy it?"

  "He sneered, 'Even if I told you where I bought it, could you afford it?'"

  What's more, this is also the heirloom of the Zhong family, which has always been passed down to the successor of the Zhong family as a priceless treasure.

  "I'll just ask casually."

  As soon as she came out of the office building, Shu Xiao Ai saw Qin Zi Chen leaning against her car, seemingly waiting for her.

  She stepped forward, "How did you end up here?"

  This is something that wouldn't happen even in eight hundred years.

  Qin Zizhen furrowed her brow, "Less nonsense, get on the carriage."

  He opened the car door and got in. Xiaoxiao Ai subconsciously looked at Zhong Yuchen, who had just come out with her, only to find that he was nowhere to be seen.

  She got on the car, "What's this all about?"

  "Take you to a place." He drove, the car drove all the way to a ladies' clothing store, he got out of the car alone, went into the clothing store, and came out with a set of clothes in his hand after a few minutes.

  Open the door and get in, throw your clothes to her, "Go change in the back."

  "I won't change." Shu Xiao Ai said lightly after glancing at the clothes.

  "Mom is already waiting at the hotel, don't dawdle anymore." He almost gritted his teeth as he said it.

  Seeing this, she had no choice but to slip away and change into a low-cut dress.

  The car stopped in front of a five-star hotel.

  The couple went up together, pushed open the private room, and Shu Xiao Ai was stunned. There were only two people inside, her mother-in-law and Qin Zijun's mistress, Qi Wenjing.

  What's the name of this opera?

  "Xiao Ai come sit down." Qin Mu waved at her.

  Shu Xiao Ai turned her head and glared at Qin Zi Chen fiercely before walking over to sit beside Qin Mu.

  Qin's mother picked up the wine bottle and poured her a cup. "Xiao Ai, come on, have a drink, mom toasts you."

  Shu Xiao Ai clinked her cup against hers, downing it in one gulp. Then, she put the quilt on the table and said, "What's your intention? Just say it directly. If you want a divorce, I'd be more than happy to oblige."