Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Qiao Fei had given up struggling over Qiao Jin’s obstinate refusal to obey.
She was about to show Qiao Jin, who had finished eating, to her own room, but suddenly she heard Qiao Jin wipe the corners of her mouth and say, “Almost.”
Qiao Fei froze. “What do you mean, ‘almost?'”
Qiao Jin smiled mysteriously. “It has nothing to do with you.”
Something bad had happened to someone.
Of course it would be almost.
Qiao Fei didn’t ask any more questions. She was very excited to take Qiao Jin to see her new room.
Because Qiao Fei had handled the room, there were no unexpected elements. Like the Mu brothers, she lived in her own bedroom on the second floor.
With its own swimming pool and large balcony, this room was usually reserved for important guests. Since Qiao Jin was coming back, Qiao Fei had reserved it for her to live in.
This showed that in the Mu family, Qiao Fei still had authority. Despite her cheesy love story with Mu Zhenming, his doting affection for her hadn’t changed after her return.
The decoration of the room was in accordance with the interior style of the manor itself. It was very minimalist, and each piece of furniture was custom-made.
The big bed was made up in a luxurious yet elegant feminine style.
The exception was a few uncanny and calculating-looking dolls.
There were doll decorations everywhere around the cabinet. Everything had been prepared for Qiao Jin.
Qiao Fei was full of eager anticipation. “How do you like it? Mom arranged it according to your preferences. If you have anything else you want, simply tell Mom.”
Qiao Jin nodded. “Feifei, you did a very good job. I’m not picky about where I live, so it’s alright.”
Qiao Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately became happy. “I’m glad you like it.”
She was afraid that Qiao Jin might become upset.
Earlier, she’d felt that she had neglected Qiao Jin. Upon seeing that Qiao Jin didn’t blame her anymore, she felt much better.
After all, Qiao Jin’s drug addiction would always be a dark time in her past. She had really been afraid that Qiao Jin would disappear entirely.
After making these arrangements, Qiao Fei left her room without disturbing her any further.
Qiao Jin didn’t have many belongings, and she’d brought them all over from her previous apartment.
Qiao Fei already got rid of everything unimportant for her, all in a very organized fashion.
After all, Qiao Jin attempted suicide in that apartment, so for Qiao Fei and Qiao Jin, the place was haunted and made them feel sick.
The new Qiao Jin had no particular opinion. She opened her hand and saw that the grey energy she’d retrieved from Tan Xuejia’s body had now become completely dead energy.
Tan Xuejia was dead.
The death energy lingered in Qiao Jin’s hands, and after she was finished looking at it, she retrieved it again.
At that moment, she felt a cold, damp aura slowly attacking her.
It had no shadow and was colorless and tasteless. That was a sign, a type of karmic backlash.
By coming back to life again, she had defied the laws of nature, so the consequences were inevitably going to occur.
She needed to form a defense. Otherwise, even if this type of backlash didn’t kill her, it would undoubtedly affect her in the future.
She could see the fate of others, but not her own.
Still, Qiao Jin could at least predict that something bad was going to happen to her.
Now, it seemed that she was going to live in the Mu family’s house. Qiao Jin thought about it for a while, then squeezed a drop of blood from her body. Squeezing the wisp of black energy, she flicked it softly, and the black energy immediately permeated the surrounding walls. Her drop of blood mixed in with it and dissipated completely.
But just this wisp wasn’t enough; more was needed.
Qiao Jin thought, perhaps she should go out and set up a fortune-telling booth?
From her previous memories, though, she thought that this might actually scare people off.