Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

Chapter 116 Asking YoYo for Help

Quan Zhixia smiled politely at Luo Jiaxin, then turned and left.

The stepmother was a nice person, gentle and kind, and treated Quan Zhixia and her brother well. Therefore, Quan Zhixia had neither hostility nor interest in getting close to her. At home, they lived their own lives and did not interfere with each other.

They lived in peace and neither caused trouble or embarrassment to the other.

After Quan Zhixia left, Luo Jiaxin's face suddenly turned gloomy. She pulled Quan Zhiheng and said, "What did you want to say to her just now? Did you want to tell her that you are not her biological brother?"

Quan Zhiheng looked down at his toes, thought for a moment, then looked up at Luo Jiaxin and said, "I'm sorry, Mom, I was reckless."

"Kwon Ji-hyung, let me tell you, you must never forget how your father and your brother died!"

Luo Jiaxin stared at Quan Zhiheng, her eyes bloodshot, her mind consumed by hatred.

“I will never forget Quan Jianhua. He sabotaged our company’s IPO, causing it to fail and even leading to an economic crisis, bankruptcy, and huge debts. My father couldn’t take it and committed suicide, and my brother was beaten to death by debt collectors.”

Quan Zhiheng clenched his fists, a strong hatred welling up in his heart, his eyes filled with deep-seated resentment, and his lips almost trembled.

"It's good that you remember; it wasn't in vain that I pretended to be affectionate in front of my enemy."

Luo Jiaxin felt nauseous just thinking about her behavior in front of Quan Jianhua.

But for revenge, and to let her husband and son rest in peace, she had to endure even the most disgusting things.

"So, has Quan Zhixia developed romantic feelings for you?" Luo Jiaxin asked.

“I don’t know either. He wasn’t averse to my advances a few days ago, but today, it’s very strange. He seems to be intentionally distancing himself from me,” Quan Zhiheng said.

"I don't care what methods you use, you have to make her fall in love with you. Quan Jianhua values ​​Quan Zhixia a lot. The more he values ​​something, the more we have to take it from him and let him taste the pain of losing his family and being separated from his wife and children!" Luo Jiaxin clenched her fists as she spoke, her mind filled with hatred for Quan Jianhua.

"Don't worry, I will make Quan Jianhua pay back a thousand times over for everything he has done to us."

……

The next day, Quan Zhimo opened his eyes and was about to get out of bed when he suddenly realized that he couldn't turn his neck.

It was only later that I realized he had a stiff neck!

Damn, looks like this unlucky constitution hasn't disappeared yet.

Quan Zhimo tilted his head, preparing to wash up. Because he couldn't see the path under his feet, he accidentally tripped over the dumbbells he had carelessly placed on the ground.

With a "plop," Quan Zhimo fell flat on his face.

After finally getting to the washroom and washing up, Quan Zhimo went downstairs. Because he couldn't see where he was going, he was very careful. He thought he wouldn't fall, but unexpectedly, he suddenly lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs from the second floor.

Quan Zhixia, who was passing by, seemed used to it and simply asked, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay." Quan Zhimo bravely got up from the ground.

With two "plop" sounds, two teeth fell out of Quan Zhimo's mouth.

"Um... are you sure you're okay?" Quan Zhixia asked.

"It's okay, just kidding."

He'd been through far worse things, so what if he lost two teeth?

"As your older sister, I sincerely suggest you ask YoYo for help." Quan Zhixia patted Quan Zhimo on the shoulder and walked helplessly towards the restaurant.

Luo Jiaxin, who was standing upstairs and had a full view of the scene, crossed her arms and smiled with satisfaction and pride.

Before, she only wanted revenge; now, she wants more than just revenge—she wants the entire Quan Group! Therefore, Quan Zhimo must be eliminated!

At this time, the Zhan Family Manor

Yoyo was busy in the garden with Old Madam Zhan, watering the flowers, while Old Madam Zhan was tending to the roots and branches.

"In my youth, I was naive and thought the dazzling world was intoxicating and confusing. But when I woke up from my dream, it felt like yesterday. Looking back, I was still a young man..."

The little girl sang the songs her third uncle taught her while watering the flowers, though she was completely off-key.

Grandma Zhan couldn't stop smiling as she listened to the little guy's childish, off-key singing.

It's obvious that he must have learned that from Zhan Juzhou.

"Madam, the young master of the Quan family, Quan Zhimo, has come to pay a visit."

Suddenly, the butler came over to report.

"That child, Quan Zhimo, is here to see Gui Ting, isn't he?" said Madam Zhan.

"No, he came to see me," the little guy said, patting his chest.

Madam Zhan was pleasantly surprised; this little guy was quite popular at such a young age.

“Yes, Young Master Quan did say he was here to see the young lady,” the butler said.

"Then you go ahead, Grandma can manage the garden by herself," said Madam Zhan with a smile.

"okay."

Yoyo put down the spray bottle and ran away.

In the living room, the maid was serving Quan Zhimo tea.

Quan Zhimo picked up his teacup to take a sip, but accidentally burned his lip, which immediately swelled up into a huge blister.

Yoyo, with her short legs like wheels of fire, quickly ran in, "tap tap tap," and saw the blister on Quan Zhimo's lips. Curious, she asked, "Uncle Quan, who bit your lip?"

Quan Zhimo touched the large blister, wincing in pain, and didn't even want to speak.

Seeing this, Yoyo quickly took out a bottle of ointment from her small bag, applied a little to Quan Zhimo's lips.

Quan Zhimo looked at the strangely colorful ointment and was initially repulsed. He tried to dodge it, but Youyou was faster and applied the ointment for him before he could.

"This is a medicated ointment that I spent 8972 days developing. I don't usually give it to just anyone, but you are a good person and a friend of my father."

The little guy climbed onto the main seat of the sofa, sat up straight, and looked like a little leader. "So, what do you want from me?"

Seeing the little one's serious expression, Quan Zhimo actually began to believe that she had some skills.

There was no other way; things had come to this point, so he had no choice but to give it a try.

"I……"

Quan Zhimo tried to speak, expecting it would aggravate the blisters and cause him to grimace in pain. However, he was surprised to find that he felt no pain at all. Instead, he felt a cool and refreshing sensation, as if he had never been burned at all.

"Do you want me to catch the unlucky guy on your body?"

Yoyo thought Quan Zhimo was being slow-paced, so the impatient Yoyo directly stated his needs for him.

"Unlucky guy?"

Should we talk about him? Or is there some kind of unlucky spirit attached to him?

"Yes, it's because you have a jinx on you that you're so unlucky every day."

The unlucky guy lying on Quan Zhimo quietly poked his head out, looking completely innocent.

It didn't want to stay in Quan Zhimo's body either; it wanted to be reincarnated as soon as possible. However, something attracted it here, making it unable to leave Quan Zhimo even if it wanted to.

"But, the unlucky ghost doesn't have any resentment, so it's not a bad ghost. It wants to be reincarnated, but it's probably trapped by some kind of formation and can't be reincarnated, so it can only stay on you."

The little dumpling stroked its chin and said earnestly.

The unlucky guy nodded frantically, almost moved to tears.

Waaaaah, finally someone understands him, waaaaah.

So, it seems there's hope for it, and it should be able to be reincarnated as it wishes.

"Array?"

"That's right, the formation is in your house, let's set off now."

The little guy jumped off the sofa and walked ahead with firm steps.

"Hey, kid, where are you going? Are you coming back?"

Suddenly, Zhan Jingwen's voice came from upstairs.

Yoyo looked up and saw Zhan Jingwen casually leaning against the railing, looking down at Yoyo below.