Rong Lan picked up the first set of photos that Si Mo had flung onto the table. Rolling her eyes, she said, "I'll keep this evidence for now. I'm sure I'll find a use for it one day." As she spoke, she put the photos into a drawer, out of sight and out of mind.
One minute later, she took the photos out again and took pictures of them to save, just in case she suddenly needed them and couldn't find them.
"Little Fox, if you send this set of photos to your younger sister, you should be able to extort more than just 100,000 yuan from her."
Rong Lan looked at the expressionless Si Mo and shook her head. "No. Let's wait until her baby is born. Even if she sees these photos and wakes up to the truth, it's too late for an abortion."
Si Mo sighed. As expected, Little Fox was still kind - hearted...
Whether Bai Rongran's baby could be born safely was a big question mark.
The last time Chu Chuan gave Si Mo two million yuan, besides calculating for Chu Chuan whether he could be included in the Chu family genealogy, out of curiosity, Si Mo had also done one more thing - calculating Chu Chuan's luck regarding children.
Chu Chuan did have the luck of having children, but if his calculation was correct, this luck wouldn't manifest in the next few years. That meant that within two or three years, Chu Chuan wouldn't have a child. It was impossible for the baby in Bai Rongran's belly to stay there for three years before being born.
The few photos Rong Lan sent to Bai Rongran this time had netted her a full 200,000 yuan. She was extremely surprised and took the initiative to call Bai Rongran. "My dear younger sister Rongran -" Had she struck it rich recently? Why was she willing to transfer so much money to her?
Before Rong Lan could finish speaking, Bai Rongran cut her off. "Did you go and follow Chu Chuan?"
Rong Lan sighed. "It was a coincidence. There was someone I knew at the place Chu Chuan went to, so this can't be considered following him, right?" If Chen Hong hadn't been there, she might have admitted to following Chu Chuan. But since Chen Hong was in that mental hospital, she could just say she was 'concerned' about Chen Hong's mental state. Anyway, her dear younger sister Rongran knew about Chen Hong's previous attempt to harm her.
Bai Rongran didn't say whether she believed it or not. "This 200,000 yuan is an advance payment for you. From now on, at most once every seven days, I want to see a set of photos of him. Is that okay?"
Rong Lan twirled her pen. "200,000 yuan..."
200,000 yuan was okay for buying two or three sets of photos, but it wasn't enough to buy Chu Chuan's whereabouts for a long time in the future.
Bai Rongran knew what Rong Lan meant by stopping halfway. She took a deep breath. "If you can supply the photos as I require without interruption, I'll transfer the money to you once every half - month."
"Then it's okay!" Rong Lan's tone suddenly became cheerful. "Happy cooperation, my dear younger sister Rongran."
With 200,000 yuan coming in every half - month, at least her quality of life would be guaranteed, and she wouldn't have to worry about not being able to afford roast chicken.
On the evening of the day after receiving the 200,000 yuan, Rong Lan didn't go home right after work. After reporting to Chu Hengyuan that she would have a dinner with her employees at a restaurant outside that night, she took a taxi with Si Mo to the abandoned factory on Dongjiao South Street Road, planning to meet those little ghosts.
She had made an agreement with those little ghosts that once she earned 200,000 yuan, she would ask Si Mo to help open the Ghost Gate. Now that the 200,000 yuan had arrived, she couldn't lie to them and say the money wasn't enough just because she didn't want to lose free labor.
Without the help of these little ghosts, she could just turn invisible and secretly take pictures of Chu Chuan to meet the requirement in the future.
Those little ghosts knew that Master Rong Lan, who had helped them a lot, was afraid of the dark. When they learned that Rong Lan and Si Mo were coming that night, they turned on the lights in advance, making the whole abandoned factory brightly lit.
However, even so, when Rong Lan saw those floating little ghosts, she still felt a tingling sensation on her scalp and silently hid behind Si Mo, her fox ears fluff standing on end.
Si Mo was helpless. He was too lazy to persuade Little Fox to be strong and brave. He counted the little ghosts standing in front of him. "Are you sure you all want to enter the Ghost Gate?"
Those little ghosts nodded in unison. "We're sure. Please trouble Lord Dragon God."
Si Mo raised his hand to look at his watch. "Okay. I'll give you three minutes. If you need to say goodbye, do it quickly. Later, I'll divide you into groups. You should enter the Ghost Gate according to your groups. After you reach the Underworld, you may not be able to see each other again."
Most of his cultivation had been depleted when he fell into the time - space rift and came to this world, and he still hadn't fully recovered. It was too risky to let thirty little ghosts rush into the Ghost Gate at once. It would be better to open it several times and let five or six little ghosts in each time, so as not to collapse and cause these little ghosts to vanish into thin air.
Those little ghosts all thanked Si Mo. The next second, they all bowed twice to Rong Lan, who was half - hiding behind Si Mo.
Rong Lan thought they were bowing to their Lord Dragon God and didn't react at all. It wasn't until she heard the little ghost representative's words of thanks that she realized they were bowing to her.
"Thank you, Master, for taking care of us during this period. We know that Master is afraid of our appearance, but even so, Master still gave us a chance. Otherwise, if we waited for our unfilial descendants to transfer money, we don't know how long we would have to wait. We are very grateful for Master's kindness."
Rong Lan blinked her eyes. In order to respect their respect for her, she overcame her fear and walked out from behind Si Mo, her fox ears pricked up. "You're welcome. You actually helped me a great deal too. I should also say thank you to you."
If it weren't for these little ghosts, she really wouldn't have known what kind of person Chu Chuan was. She knew Chu Chuan was a scumbag, but with that set of photos, the word'scumbag' was no longer enough to describe him.
After the baby in Bai Rongran's belly was born, she would throw the photos in front of Bai Rongran. If Bai Rongran still insisted on loving Chu Chuan after that, she would never talk to Bai Rongran again.
Because that couldn't be simply explained by being love - struck. A love - struck fool could be saved, but a braindead one probably couldn't.
Three minutes later, Si Mo coughed lightly, interrupting the chattering little ghosts.
"Now start dividing into groups. Take every ten years as a boundary. Those who died within ten years stand together, those who died between ten and twenty years stand together, and so on. Little Fox, help me maintain order. After they are divided into groups, you can combine the groups with fewer people. Keep the number of people in each group at about five or six."
Rong Lan, who was called, nodded obediently. "Okay."
After arranging the overall situation, Si Mo went to one side to set up the formation, leaving Rong Lan alone to face these little ghosts.
Fortunately, the little ghosts knew Rong Lan was timid and all obediently divided into groups without deliberately scaring her.
By the time Si Mo finished drawing a formation that was large enough to cover the entire abandoned factory, he looked back and saw that the grouped little ghosts were standing at attention, eagerly waiting for him to open the Ghost Gate.