Jiang Chu’s guess turned out to be correct.
For convenience, Youyin’s apartment wasn’t far from the city center. Of course, it wasn’t some rundown old building either—the neighborhood was impeccably maintained, with everything one could need nearby. What delighted Jiang Chu the most was how close it was to her workplace.
This meant she could sleep in an extra forty minutes every morning.
“It’s on the tenth floor. Make sure you remember the way. Sometimes I stay at my villa outside the city, so if you get lost, I won’t be able to help you.”
Hearing this, Jiang Chu’s eyes immediately curved into a smile.
“Got it. Thank you. But… what do you do for a living? You seem really impressive. I hope I can be as successful as you someday.”
Jiang Chu genuinely admired her.
After all, it wasn’t easy for women to earn money—base salaries were much lower than men’s. She’d been working for years and was still stuck with a stagnant paycheck of around 3,500 to 3,600 yuan.
If she hadn’t been frugal, she probably wouldn’t have saved a single penny.
“Me? I’m really good at fortune-telling,” Youyin said with a grin.
Huh?
Fortune-telling? What was that?
Jiang Chu was dumbfounded.
Was this the kind of joke successful women liked to make these days?
Fortune-telling?
It sounded like something straight out of a fantasy novel.
Jiang Chu couldn’t help but lower her head, suppressing a laugh. The gloom she’d been feeling earlier instantly vanished.
“Alright, we’re here. You can take the secondary bedroom. The other room is a study—I use it sometimes. The secondary bedroom has its own bathroom, so it should be enough for you, right?” Youyin pushed the door open and gestured inside.
The sheer white curtains fluttered gently in the breeze, making Jiang Chu’s mind wander for a moment.
Was this really her new home?
It felt too surreal.
“Come on, get inside and start unpacking. Even though it’s a holiday today, I doubt you want to just stand here staring, right?” Youyin gave Jiang Chu a light nudge.
Only then did Jiang Chu snap out of her daze.
“Shouldn’t we sign a contract first?”
She found it a little odd.
“Ahem, well… I’ll take care of that later. You go ahead and settle in. This place is packed with people outside—it’s not like I’m going to sell you off or something.”
Youyin patted Jiang Chu’s shoulder reassuringly.
Finally, Jiang Chu started organizing her things.
The room was already spotless—she just needed to arrange her belongings.
Meanwhile, Youyin busied herself drafting a rental agreement. Luckily, there was a printer inside the apartment. After getting Jiang Chu’s ID, she quickly filled out a template and printed the contract.
Once they signed and stamped it, the deal was official.
Holding the contract, Jiang Chu sighed emotionally.
“I never thought I’d be this lucky.”
Youyin chuckled. “As long as you remember to honor your ancestors, they’ll surely bless you for your sincerity.”
“Ancestors? I’ve only ever met my grandfather. My parents never mentioned anyone further back, though I do visit them every year.”
At least she was filial.
Little Wei sat on the sofa, watching Jiang Chu and Youyin chat.
Youyin was deliberately trying to help Little Wei with the matter of relocating her grave—after all, there were other spirits involved too.
If those ghosts could rest peacefully and receive offerings, it would be a great opportunity for Jiang Xixi to accumulate merit.
It would also help with reincarnation.
The more merit a spirit had, the faster they could move up the reincarnation queue.
“Do you know about Jiang Xixi?” Youyin asked suddenly.
Jiang Xixi?
Jiang Chu frowned, thinking hard, then suddenly looked up.
“You mean my great-great-grandaunt? I’ve actually heard my grandfather mention her. Supposedly, her fiancé died before they could marry, and his family forced her to be buried alive with him.”
Huh?
Hearing this, Little Wei stroked her chin thoughtfully.
She didn’t recall seeing anyone around her.
Lying next to a male skeleton sounded horrifying and disgusting.
“The man’s family later moved his grave to a better feng shui site,” Si chimed in. “If you have time, you could track down his descendants.”
“Huh?” Little Wei blinked.
“The original Jiang Xixi was buried alive, and her fiancé’s descendants weren’t good people either. It’d be best to deal with them. Besides, Zhao Xi is one of that family’s offspring.”
“Isn’t this cheating?” Little Wei smirked.
Aww, her sister was so good to her.
“Not at all. Did I help you?” Si asked innocently.
Little Wei: “…”
She had nothing to say to that.
Well, if Si said so, she might as well pay the Zhao family a visit. One way or another, she needed to settle things with Zhao Xi.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chu grew suspicious.
“How do you know my ancestor’s name?” She was genuinely baffled.
“What if I told you… I’ve seen her?” Youyin smiled faintly, her lips curling.
Jiang Chu: ???
“Are you joking?” She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
This was way too creepy.
“Look at the sofa.” Youyin gave Little Wei a meaningful glance.
Understanding, Little Wei materialized in her red dress.
Jiang Chu’s eyes nearly popped out of her skull at the sight of the ethereal young woman on the couch.
Then, with a shudder, she fainted.
“Seriously? That’s all it takes?” Little Wei walked over and poked Jiang Chu’s arm.
Pathetic. What kind of descendant was this?
Youyin cleared her throat.
“Fainting is normal. She’s never seen anything like this before. And your complexion is paler than most—while it looks beautiful, suddenly appearing like that is bound to be a little unsettling.”
Little Wei glanced at Jiang Chu’s unconscious form and shrugged.
“Not my fault. Boohoo.” She pretended to cry.
How was this her problem? She was gorgeous.
Youyin: ???
Why was Jiang Xixi acting cute?
Her fake crying was oddly endearing. At least she wasn’t completely gone—being utterly annihilated would’ve been too tragic.
“Alright, no crying. I’ll make you more offerings later.”
“I want cake. Oh, and hotpot too!” Little Wei shamelessly added.
Youyin choked.
Cake was one thing, but hotpot?
How was she supposed to put hotpot on an altar?
This was a real challenge.
“You’re kidding, right?” Youyin stared at her, torn between amusement and exasperation.
Hotpot. Really?
“Yeah, just kidding. But more importantly—should we wake her up?” Little Wei glanced down at Jiang Chu’s motionless body.
If she kept lying there, she’d probably catch a cold.
Given Jiang Chu’s luck, it was practically guaranteed.
Little Wei almost wondered if Jiang Chu was even her descendant.
But that was impossible.
Youyin crouched down and shook Jiang Chu awake.
The moment Jiang Chu saw Little Wei again, she nearly passed out—but Youyin held her eyelids open.
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] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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