This casual remark was like a thunderclap out of the blue, stunning everyone in the vicinity except Zhao Zhao and Song Yao who were gossiping, making them look like living emojis. They all thought they had stumbled upon some unmentionable secrets of the wealthy family.
Fu Feng quietly shuffled over to his gossip buddy Nan Jia. Just as he was about to whisper something, Nan Jia gave him a light slap and stared in Zhao Zhao's direction, sighing, "We're still too inexperienced. Look at Zhao Zhao. She's so bold. No wonder you can't get the freshest gossip."
Zhao Zhao looked solemn after hearing Chen Jin's words. She tilted her head and sized up the two parties involved, then directly asked, "Why did you ask that? Is it because your father likes her too?"
"..." Chen Jin instantly snapped out of his sadness and, quite uncharacteristically for his sickly appearance, rolled his eyes. "Miss Song sure knows how to crack jokes. Such an absurd one at that."
Zhao Zhao was bewildered by the eye - roll. What was this? Why did he ask that?
Song Yao, well aware that Zhao Zhao was just a "fighting type of innocent girl" who often acted stupid but was occasionally clever, quickly pulled her away. "Stop causing more trouble."
Zhao Zhao was heart - broken by her cousin's words. She thought she was investigating the truth. How could she be causing trouble?
She stood behind Song Yao unhappily.
On the other side, Yu Chu witnessed this fiasco but remained calm.
It wasn't until the living room fell silent that she spoke again. "Actually, we didn't have to make a choice in the first place, right?"
"Hahaha..." Chen Jin seemed to have reached the end of his rope. His hands on the chair slumped down limply. He shook his head with a bitter smile. "Yes, yes, we didn't have to make a choice."
His dying body took a gasping breath. He asked Yu Chu, "Xiao Chu, did you really love me before our engagement?"
This desperate and hopeless question made Yu Chu burst into tears instantly. She crouched down, placed her hand on Chen Jin's knee, and said hoarsely, "I love you. I love you so much."
Chen Jin smiled contentedly, but his words were so cruel. "It's a pity. I love myself the most."
After waiting for the two to finish their passionate confessions, Song Yao directly tied Chen Jin up and took him away.
These two couldn't be left together, or else no one would be able to get any answers.
Yu Chu just stood there blankly, as if she hadn't reacted yet.
Chen Jin said that he had entered Yu Chu's room with the Death Bell to set up a formation in order to find a scapegoat. His body and fate had been devoured by the soul he had raised, and he didn't have much time left. He wanted to use Yu Chu as a sacrifice to save his own life.
"In the face of life and death, what does love matter? I'm still young. My life has just begun. I just want to live well. I don't want to die."
"So you chose your childhood sweetheart and soon - to - be wife? There were so many people you could choose from. Why did you target Yu Chu? It doesn't make sense at all." Song Yao asked in disbelief.
Chen Jin smiled. "Because her birth date and time are the most suitable. A completely yin - bodied person. Which ghost wouldn't like that?"
"Why on earth did you do this?" Chu Ming just couldn't understand. As the only son of a wealthy family, couldn't he just live a normal life? Why did he have to get involved in such things?
"Some things are too complicated. It's a hassle to explain. I just... hate my father. When it comes to profit, even though I loved Yu Chu, I still felt unfair. I'm his biological son, but he never showed me a bit of warmth since I was a child. Instead, he doted on someone without any blood relation. He even transferred most of his property to Yu Chu after our engagement!"
The more Chen Jin spoke, the more excited he became. In the end, he couldn't help covering his mouth and coughing violently. "I can't even imagine how long he had been planning for such a large property division... He really never loved me since I was a child."
As his voice faded, a hint of sadness flashed across Chen Jin's face.
"Fine. Since you've already discovered this, and I don't have much time left anyway, do whatever you want with me."
What to do? How should they handle this? After all, this was a family matter of the Chen family. If it weren't for Yu Chu's request, they wouldn't have bothered at all.
Now the one who was supposed to catch the culprit had become the culprit. What else was there to say?
The only thing they could do was probably to charge the Chen family with the crime of disturbing the two realms of yin and yang in the name of the Demon Administration Bureau or the Mystic Sect.
"Since the matter is clear, then we should—"
"Wait."
Fu Feng was stretching and hadn't finished speaking when Zhao Zhao interrupted him. He put his hand down and looked at Zhao Zhao. "What's up?"
Zhao Zhao stared at Chen Jin seriously. Every word he said seemed reasonable, but there was one thing that seemed to have been overlooked all along, and Chen Jin also seemed to be avoiding it.
"Where's the soul you raised?" Zhao Zhao looked into Chen Jin's eyes and carefully observed his expression.
"It ran away." Chen Jin lifted his eyelids and looked indifferent. "There was a mistake when I was raising it, and it got away. I don't know where it went. As you can see, because of this problem, I've become like this."
"Whose soul did you raise?" Zhao Zhao pressed on step by step. Nan Jia's heart skipped a beat. She really was starting to resemble their leader more and more.
That imposing manner and those little gestures were just right.
"Ha... Who knows? I just wanted to take revenge on my father, so I randomly picked a fierce ghost with a deep grudge to raise. I don't know whose it is."
This statement was a bit hard to believe, and the expressions of the others became rather thought - provoking.
But they couldn't get any more information. Now that they had found the person who had cast the curse, but couldn't find the soul he had raised, they still couldn't save Old Master Chen.
"Cousin, let's find a place to lock Chen Jin up first." Zhao Zhao whispered to Song Yao.
After hearing their conversation, Song Yao also thought the matter was suspicious. But now that Song Changming had been thrown into the eighteenth level of hell by Su Yuan, she really didn't care much about what happened to the Chen family.
This whole family was crazy. The father was extremely partial, the son was cruel, and there was also a strange adopted daughter.
Anyway, this family was just causing trouble for themselves. Song Yao really didn't want to get involved.
But seeing that Zhao Zhao seemed determined to find out the truth, Song Yao agreed.
Chen Jin was taken away, taken away by people sent by the Mystic Sect of the Song family.
The Chen family became even more silent after Chen Jin's departure. The servants didn't know what had happened, but they could more or less guess. They didn't want to stay in this unlucky place anymore.
One servant after another left, and Yu Chu didn't try to stop them. She still took care of Old Master Chen personally as usual, showing neither joy nor sadness.
Old Master Chen's health was getting worse and worse. Now he was only hanging on by the pills given by Zhao Zhao.
Chu Ming and the others still had things to do at the Demon Administration Bureau. Fu Feng couldn't delay his work in the underworld for too long, so he led a group of little ghosts back.
So now the only ones left in the Chen family were Song Yao, Zhao Zhao, and Nan Jia.
Chen Jin was still holding on while in the hands of the Mystic Sect, but no matter how much they asked, he just repeated what he had already said.
The matter seemed to have reached a dead end. Zhao Zhao wandered around the Chen family every day, looking worried.
One day, when she couldn't think of any more clues and decided to check the basement of the Chen family, she unexpectedly found a photo there.
Zhao Zhao looked at the photo for a long time, then called Fu Feng who was in the underworld. She wanted to go there.