The Useless Heiress Is Actually A Bigshot-Chapter 268 - Making a Fuss Over Nothing
Chapter 268: Chapter 268: Making a Fuss Over Nothing
Chapter 268: Chapter 268: Making a Fuss Over Nothing
“Boss, you’re just too ruthless,” Zhao Xuanlang accused with a face full of complaints, “this way, you really will lose me as your little brother.”
“Oh!” Zhong Niangyao’s face showed no concern, and she didn’t even lift her eyelids, just pointed her hand towards the door, and said, “The door is over there, make sure you don’t go wrong!”
Seeing Zhong Niangyao’s demeanor, Zhao Xuanlang actually felt much more reassured. She had even started to retort him, which meant she must really be recovering.
He shamelessly pulled out a chair and sat down, “Boss, for the sake of not losing your little brother, I think I’ll tolerate you for a bit longer!”
Zhong Niangyao wasn’t surprised by Zhao Xuanlang’s reaction.
“By the way, boss, the one who was holding you that day, that was Third Young Master Lu, right?”
Now that he was sure Zhong Niangyao was okay, Zhao Xuanlang began to gossip, “Seeing how anxious he looked, are you two together now? Planning to go public, aren’t you?”
He had already felt that the relationship between Lu Yichen and Zhong Niangyao was definitely not ordinary. Just from the way Lu Yichen looked at Zhong Niangyao, it was obvious his attitude toward her was different from others.
“I haven’t agreed to him yet,” Zhong Niangyao responded indifferently, “but I gave him a chance to pursue me.”
“Boss, you’re awesome!” Zhao Xuanlang gave a big thumbs-up, “I never thought that Third Young Master Lu would be completely tamed by you! Despite his delicate health, his good looks, and being from the Lu family, he has attracted quite a few admirers! And now he’s actually taking the initiative to pursue you, you’re really amazing.”
Although not much was rumored about Third Young Master Lu, many young ladies from prominent families were interested in him. But it seemed that no matter who he faced, he was absolutely ruthless. Yet, this emotionally distant man had set his sights specifically on Zhong Niangyao.
Zhong Niangyao raised an eyebrow and chose not to comment on Zhao Xuanlang’s words, “Did you come here today just to see me?”
“Of course,” Zhao Xuanlang nodded repeatedly, “Boss, when I saw the photo, I knew it was you. These past few days, I’ve been wanting to visit you, but due to some mishaps, I never got the chance. Now that you’re finally home, as the number one right-hand man, it’s natural for me to come and visit.”
Zhong Niangyao knew Zhao Xuanlang truly cared about her. The playful look on her face vanished, replaced with a shallow smile, “I’m fine now. If I weren’t recovered, the hospital wouldn’t have let me go! Rest assured, I’m really okay.”
Hearing Zhong Niangyao’s words, Zhao Xuanlang truly breathed a sigh of relief.
While the two were talking, suddenly a cold breeze blew through.
Zhao Xuanlang couldn’t help but shiver and adjusted his clothes. He found it rather odd—although it was autumn, it hadn’t reached winter yet; why did it feel so chilly?
Zhong Niangyao, on the other hand, looked at Zhang Jing, whose soul body had become somewhat transparent in front of her, with a hint of surprise, “What’s going on with you? I see your Soul Power is very unstable, are you hurt?”
She knew Zhang Jing was out to seek revenge on Ling Chao. She wasn’t worried about Zhang Jing not finding him, as there was still a Cause and Effect Line entwined around them. Ordinary people might not see it, but ghosts could. So, she wasn’t worried about Zhang Jing finding the wrong person.
However, it had only been a day, and Zhang Jing had already returned, and now her soul body had become much more transparent, which obviously meant something had happened.
Zhang Jing looked very weak, even speaking seemed difficult. She drifted hazily around, as if she might disappear at any moment.
Seeing Zhang Jing like this, Zhong Niangyao couldn’t help but frown, then she picked up her phone, asking a servant to bring something over.
After putting down the phone, Zhao Xuanlang, who was wrapping his arms around himself, spoke with a trembling tone, “Umm… Boss, who were you just talking to?”
Besides him and the boss, there was no one else here. But just now, the boss was talking to thin air. He didn’t believe his boss was just messing around.
If there was no one else here, then could it be something that he couldn’t see, but the boss could? That would be — a ghost.
Thinking this, Zhao Xuanlang felt even colder.
“With a ghost,” Zhong Niangyao said nonchalantly, “This ghost was picked up at the hotel where I stayed during my trip, and I just brought it back along the way.”
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“What?” Zhao Xuanlang exclaimed loudly, then realizing his voice might be too loud, he quickly lowered it, “Boss, how can you just pick up something like that! I…I…”
As he spoke, whether it was psychological or not, he felt even colder.
Just as Zhong Niangyao was about to reply, a servant walked up to her with the items and set them down, casting a complex look at Zhong Niangyao.
The servant felt something was odd about Zhong Niangyao because what she had asked her to bring wasn’t anything ordinary but several sticks of incense— the kind used for worship in temples.
She had never seen such a young lady keep such things in her room. Moreover, now that a friend was here, she even asked her to bring a few down. No matter how she looked at it, it seemed quite unusual.
After setting down the items, the servant, though feeling strange, quickly left.
Zhong Niangyao, not minding the shocked Zhao Xuanlang, promptly lit the incense.
The smoke from the ignited incense seemed to have a mind of its own, heading straight for Zhang Jing.
Zhang Jing, whose soul body was initially somewhat transparent, started to solidify upon smelling the incense, and her consciousness seemed to gradually gather back as well.
Zhong Niangyao finally had a moment to glance at Zhao Xuanlang, who seemed somewhat cold, then felt somewhat speechless, “You’ve seen ghosts before, how can you still be scared?”
“Boss, humans and ghosts walk different paths; it’s normal for me to be scared!” Zhao Xuanlang felt somewhat aggrieved, “Besides, you could have brought back something else from your trip! But you had to bring back a ghost. I’m a normal person, of course, I would be scared.”
Zhong Niangyao helplessly shook her head, “Then you should get used to it a bit more; who knows, you might get used to it pretty soon.”
