Chapter 4 Anger

Lu Jihao rolled over and fell off the bed.

It was as if a life-threatening ghost was strangling his neck, and the mobile phone he held tightly in his hand turned into a life-threatening charm. Under the intense fear, his face turned pale, and almost subconsciously, he threw away the mobile phone and lay on the ground trembling.

"Ah Hao?" The woman on the bed didn't understand what happened, so she quickly crawled over, and Miaoman's hot figure was exposed in front of Lu Jihao without caring, "Ah Hao, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

How could Lu Jihao still have the time to continue having fun with others? There was lightning and thunder outside, and the strange sound of wind slapped on the window, and every sound was like a shrill ghost scream that struck in his heart.

He stared at the mobile phone he had thrown on the ground in shock and fear, then suddenly crawled over, grabbed the mobile phone and shouted, "Who are you?! Stop pretending to be a ghost, I'm not afraid of you! Get out of here!"

——Get out of here!!!"

After he finished yelling, he looked at the bright room around him and suddenly felt that he had overreacted. He couldn't help but feel a little bolder and put his ear to the phone.

"Dududu——"

A series of busy signals came from the phone. It turned out that the other party had hung up the phone long ago.

"Ah Hao, what's going on? Who called?" The woman hugged Lu Jihao's hand and put it on her chest, with seductive eyes, "Don't worry, let's continue..."

"Get out!" Lu Jihao kicked the woman away with a gloomy expression, showing no mercy at all, as if he had forgotten who he had been tenderly romantic with before. He opened the call log and stared at the strange number in the call log. He must have

Someone is teasing him!

He was so angry that he dared to tease me. He had to find that person!

She didn't do anything bad on weekdays, and she wasn't afraid of ghosts knocking on her door in the middle of the night. She didn't take Lu Jihao's anger to heart at all, and sneered. Duan Yunchu opened the window carelessly, and the heavy rain blew in with the wind and fell on her face. The cold rain

She suddenly woke up a lot. After standing by the window for a while, she raised her hand and threw the phone out without hesitation.

Lightning flashed, illuminating the Duan family's entire house. An expensive mobile phone lay quietly on the grass, allowing the heavy rain to corrode it.

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The next morning.

Duan Yunchu sat leisurely reading the newspaper. The butler, Uncle He, put breakfast on the table and said to Duan Yunchu: "Third Miss, Xiao Zhang picked up a mobile phone in the garden early in the morning. It looks familiar to me... Third Miss, yours

Is your phone still there?”

Duan Yunchu suddenly said: "Ah, it turned out that it fell in the garden. No wonder I couldn't find it after searching for a long time last night." She blinked innocently, "Uncle He, can the phone still work?"

"...It was soaked in rain all night, so I'm afraid it won't be usable."

"That's it." Duan Yunchu's tone was pityful, but there was no look of distress on his face at all, "After breakfast later, I'll buy a cheaper one myself."

"I'll arrange a driver right away."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle He." Duan Yunchu smiled at him, his bright smile was a bit childish, beautiful and cute.

Uncle He was startled, and he was surprised in his heart. This was probably the first time that the third lady was so polite to him. Even when she was still in England and not mentally abnormal, she had never been so polite.

The contrast between this person before and after... is really huge.

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