The Hellborn Heiress​ - chapter 47

Jiang Ci looked at him meaningfully and chuckled, “I heard you can see ghosts?”

Bo Hanzhou’s expression darkened slightly. “He even told you about my privacy?”

That Chi Che-if you don’t discipline him for three days, he’ll turn the house upside down.

“Ghosts?” His gaze became subtle, the corners of his thin lips lifting in slight disdain. “There are no such things as ghosts. They’re just made up by people.”

Jiang Ci found it amusing.

He had clearly seen ghostly shadows with his own eyes, yet he stubbornly refused to admit that ghosts existed in the world.

So stubborn-he really ought to see the scariest ghost, just to give him a good fright.

“Miss Jiang…” Bo Hanzhou thought for a moment and decided he should apologize to her. “I’m sorry about that night.”

Jiang Ci feigned ignorance. “Which night?”

“The night I sent you to the psychiatric hospital.” Bo Hanzhou looked at her seriously and said, “I didn’t mean to harm you. I just couldn’t bear to see you consumed by illness…”

He paused.

“Schizophrenia is very painful in its late stages. Early intervention is beneficial for recovery.”

He could not only see ghostly shadows, but also see blood-soaked people standing right in front of him.

So he could empathize with Jiang Ci’s condition.

He just wanted to help her.

That was all.

But she misunderstood him.

Jiang Ci could tell he wasn’t joking anymore; he was speaking sincerely, so she smiled and said, “Then let me apologize to you too. I kicked you twice-sorry about that. Let’s just say I owe you a favor.”

When Bo Hanzhou heard this, his brows relaxed, but his tone carried a hint of grievance. “Good thing I’m in good shape, or you really would have crippled me. How would I ever get married then?”

Jiang Ci: “…”

Why did she suddenly feel like this guy was pushing his luck?

Though he was a bit cheeky, Bo Hanzhou probably would have a hard time getting married in the future anyway.

He had good features-a face of wealth and fortune.

But his ties with family were shallow, and his spouse palace was empty. Even if he married in the future, he would bring misfortune to his wife.

Anyone who ended up with him would never have a good ending.

As the two sat together, Jiang Ci suddenly sensed a faint wisp of Yin Energy drifting over from the medical room. She saw Dean Chi’s Soul, unconscious, walking in their direction.

“What’s going on?” She abruptly stood up.

Bo Hanzhou looked at her in surprise as she hurried to the corridor, reached out to grab at the air, and then walked back over.

“Are you having another episode?”

Jiang Ci, holding Dean Chi’s Soul in her hand, said with a wry smile, “I told you, I’m not sick. You should go back first. I’m going to find Doctor Chi.”

After all, this was a private matter for the Chi Family. It wouldn’t be appropriate to bring Bo Hanzhou into the bedroom, so she urged him to leave.

Dean Chi seemed to sense a pleasant aura nearby and struggled to get closer to Bo Hanzhou.

Seeing this, Jiang Ci quickly pulled him away.

In the bedroom.

Elder Chi, having learned the truth from his daughter-in-law, collapsed to the ground as if struck by lightning. His old face turned pale, his hands trembled, and he couldn’t recover for a long time.

He never imagined that the eldest grandson he had always doted on would commit such a heinous act as patricide.

Tears streamed down his face.

Grief and despair filled the old man’s heart.

At that moment, Jiang Ci entered again, dragging Dean Chi’s Soul.

When Elder Chi saw his son in a half-transparent state, he completely broke down.

“Son… you, you’re dead too?”

Unable to withstand the successive blows, Elder Chi rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

Madam Chi saw her husband standing dazedly at the door, and, shocked, covered her mouth and wept, “Husband!”
In the end, she still failed to save her husband’s fate.

Jiang Ci looked at the mother and son sobbing in each other’s arms and said quietly, “Calm down. Dean Chi’s Soul has just temporarily left his body.”

Chi Che’s face was still streaked with snot and tears as he looked at her, his eyes brimming with hope. “Really? Can my dad come back to life?”

“Yes,” Jiang Ci replied, walking over and tapping several times on Elder Chi’s chest acupoints with two joined fingers.

Elder Chi suddenly opened his eyes, drawing in a breath.

Jiang Ci also tapped behind Dean Chi’s Soul body.

Dean Chi gradually regained consciousness, and the first thing he saw was the wife he’d longed for day and night right in front of him. “Wife!”

The couple embraced each other, pouring out the bitterness of their longing all these years.

The completely ignored grandfather and grandson: “…”

Chi Che’s mouth twitched. “Grandpa, why do I feel like the two of us are a bit redundant here?”

Elder Chi turned to look at Jiang Ci, his face full of respect, and cupped his hands in salute.

“Master Jiang, my daughter-in-law and Xiao Che have already told me about your deeds. It was I who neglected you. Please forgive me!”

Jiang Ci waved her hand. “Elder Chi, you’re too polite.”

“Qinghui,” Elder Chi asked his son, “what are you planning to do about Da Ming?”

“According to my own wishes and those of my daughter-in-law, he should be brought to justice.”

Dean Chi’s face was pale as he sighed deeply. “It’s my fault for neglecting A Ming all these years, which let him become who he is now. I never imagined he would embezzle public funds behind my back to pay off huge gambling debts, and even after I discovered it, he still wouldn’t change and even tried to extort another two hundred million from me.”

“Two hundred million?!” Chi Che was stunned. “How did Brother end up owing so much money?”

“Compound interest, borrowing from Peter to pay Paul-over time, the debt just grew and grew.” Dean Chi said, full of bitter disappointment.

“But A Ming is still my son. I can’t just watch him go to prison.”

At these words, Elder Chi’s face changed immediately. He said in a low voice, “Qinghui, you want to forgive that brat?”

“Dad, I just want to give him one more chance to mend his ways,” Dean Chi said, unable to bear it.

After all, blood is thicker than water. No matter how grave the crime, it’s hard to truly watch one’s own son suffer.

Madam Chi was furious. “Chi Qinghui! Do you realize your precious son was actually set on killing you?”

Even Elder Chi couldn’t help but complain about his own son. “In your generation’s terms, this is what you call a ‘saint complex,’ right?”

“Isn’t that right, Master Jiang?” the old man didn’t forget to ask Jiang Ci.

Jiang Ci simply smiled without answering.

Since even the victim didn’t want to pursue it, as a bystander, there was nothing more for her to say.

“Dean Chi, your Soul can’t be separated from your body for too long. It’s time to return.”

Dean Chi held his wife’s hand tightly, reluctant to part. “How about I just really die, then?”

“Wife, all these years you’ve been gone, I’ve missed you every day. I still climb our Love Vow Mountain every week… Anyway, A Che is already grown up-he can be filial to Father for me. I just won’t go back. I’ll stay with you in the afterlife.”

Elder Chi’s eyes widened. “You fool! Since when can filial piety be outsourced?”

Chi Che muttered quietly, “Dad, that’s just irresponsible!”

Dean Chi insisted, “You’re a grown man now. What’s wrong with you taking care of Grandpa in my stead?”

Just as they were quarreling, the bedroom door was suddenly opened.

Chi Ming strode in, dressed in a sharp suit and gold-rimmed glasses, his sharp gaze cutting straight through the room.