Chapter 88 Deliberately
After He Rencheng was sure that he had seen a ghost last night, he began to meditate.

In fact, at first he thought Aunt Liu was thinking about it every day and dreaming at night, but he also dreamed about it last night for no reason, and after waking up, there was a red handprint on his neck, which made him pay attention.

If he was half-believing in the haunting yesterday, then now he began to believe it.

He pursed his lips and his face was a little heavy. "I dreamed about it last night."

"Master also dreamed." Aunt Liu exclaimed in surprise, then covered her face and began to cry bitterly.

She cried and said: "Master, our poor child gave us a dream. If he fails to do what he wants and avenges him, does that mean he won't be reincarnated? Why is my child so pitiful? He can't live well after death." Walk."

He Rencheng didn't answer her words, trying to figure out the truth behind the incident.

He didn't think the child was pitiful at all, he just wanted to send him away quickly, so that he wouldn't be entangled in the house and disturb the rest of the house.

After Aunt Liu waited on the restless He Rencheng to get up, he finished his breakfast in a hurry, and He Rencheng got up and left the house.

After Aunt Liu watched him leave, she turned around and told Mama Zhang to invite Lin Chuqian over, and invited her to come and have a chat.

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Hui'er discovered that during the recent period, Sheng'er and Lin Chuqian obviously went to bed early every day, but they always yawned frequently due to lack of energy.

She asked a lot.Lin Chuqian smiled and said that it was because the mansion was haunted by ghosts and she couldn't sleep peacefully.

Hui'er believed it after hearing it, after all, she was also troubled by this incident.

Sheng'er went to class every day from dawn to dusk. He had basically mastered the copybook Xia Yuanming gave him, but the handwriting was still immature and not correct.

He has a stubborn personality and insists on practicing his handwriting beautifully, so he still bows his head and picks up a pen to study hard every day whenever he has time.

Xia Yuanming's original contempt had long since disappeared, and he became more and more satisfied with Sheng'er. He felt that persistence was the most important thing in a person, so he turned around and threw him another copybook, which was the grandson's art of war that he had copied by himself.

Lin Chuqian will tell him a few words when he has time, and he can only experience the rest by himself.

After breakfast that day, Mother Zhang came to invite her with a smile on her face, she got up happily, gave Huier a few words and followed her away.

What she told Huier was actually just a few words back and forth, and if she didn't come back when the meal was over, she could eat by herself without waiting for her.

Lin Chuqian followed Mama Zhang slowly, and the relationship between the two of them was not as tense as before. Sometimes they even smiled when their eyes met.

When she arrived at Aunt Liu's room, she was lying on the toffee chair lazily rubbing her waist.

Seeing this, Lin Chuqian couldn't help joking, "Is this because last night was too intense?"

Aunt Liu turned her head when she heard the voice, swept away her shyness in front of He Rencheng, raised her head and said with a smile: "Who says no? Don't you know how much I have suffered."

Lin Chuqian smiled softly, sat next to her, reached out to pick up a banana on the table and slowly pushed it aside, took a bite, then winked at her slyly, and said, "What do you have to suffer, I think I can't help but enjoy it!"

"Sister." Aunt Liu reproached with a smile.

Lin Chuqian held back her laughter, and exclaimed in a serious manner: "The taste of this banana is quite good."

No matter how thick-skinned Aunt Liu was, her face would flush with embarrassment.

In this world, women in boudoirs are mostly reserved, how can anyone say such tiger-wolf words so unabashedly like her, if outsiders hear this, they may think that this woman is too slutty.

Seeing her blushing, Lin Chuqian didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or anger. She couldn't help laughing, blinked her eyes, and said, "Why is Aunt Liu blushing? Could it be that I'm eating a fruit and my posture is wrong?"

(End of this chapter)

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