Chapter 75

When Xia Yunjie said this, Wu Ying and Aunt Zhao almost fell out of their seats in shock. However, Zhong Yangying was no ordinary woman. At this moment, she had already sensed that Xia Yunjie's gaze was not as simple as it seemed, and from their few interactions, she knew that Xia Yunjie was not the kind of man who would act rashly.

"Alright, follow me," Zhong Yangying nodded, but as she spoke, she thought about how she was almost forty and a powerful businesswoman, yet she had just been thinking like a sensitive young girl, causing her cheeks to flush.

Wu Ying and Aunt Zhao were taken aback when they saw the usually strong Zhong Yangying actually agree to the young Xia Yunjie's request. However, both of them were people who understood the rules, and their expressions quickly returned to normal, as if they had seen nothing out of the ordinary.

Entering Zhong Yangying's bedroom again, Xia Yunjie casually closed the door. This left the two of them alone in the room.

Although Zhong Yangying was a strong woman outside, her bedroom was decorated warmly and femininely. The purple bed, the soft lighting, and the faint scent of jasmine filled the air. Xia Yunjie, who had no impure thoughts at first, felt a sudden urge to try something intimate when he closed the door and saw the fair-skinned, still alluring, and noble Zhong Yangying standing by the bed, with a sexy silk nightgown she had just taken off lying on it.

"Hey, didn't you say you had something to tell me?" Zhong Yangying, who had not had sex in years, felt a wave of heat from Xia Yunjie's suddenly intense gaze, and her voice took on a thick, feminine tone.

"Cough, cough, yes. Sister Zhong, take off your necklace and let me see it," Xia Yunjie coughed to cover his nervousness and quickly regained his composure.

"Necklace?" Zhong Yangying looked at Xia Yunjie suspiciously but still reached behind her neck to unclasp it. After a few tries, she couldn't get it off and said to Xia Yunjie, "Can you help me?"

Hearing this, Xia Yunjie hesitated for a moment before moving behind Zhong Yangying. Like most middle-aged women, Zhong Yangying had a fuller figure, with a larger hips and buttocks. As Xia Yunjie reached out to help her unclasp the necklace, his body inevitably got close to hers, especially since her buttocks were large, making his lower body even closer. Although they didn't touch, he felt a soft, feminine presence, causing his lower body to react and his heart to race.

Zhong Yangying, too, was affected. The strong, masculine aura from Xia Yunjie stirred her long-dormant desires, and the accidental touch of his fingertips on her neck made her body tense involuntarily.

"There, it's off," Xia Yunjie quickly unclasped the necklace.

"So fast!" Zhong Yangying was surprised by how quickly Xia Yunjie had done it, as unclasping a necklace is usually a delicate task for men, and she turned around in surprise.

However, the sudden turn caused her full, round buttocks to bump into Xia Yunjie's lower body. Instantly, Xia Yunjie felt a soul-stirring softness from his lower body, causing it to swell and press heavily into the softness.

"Ah!" Zhong Yangying's body stiffened, and she let out an involuntary moan.

Time seemed to stop for a moment, and both of them stood frozen, a tingling sensation spreading through their bodies.

"Cough, cough, Sister Zhong, did you buy this necklace yourself?" Xia Yunjie finally regained his composure, coughed to cover his nervousness, and asked calmly, though his mind was still lingering on the unprecedented pleasure.

"Yes, do you like it?" Zhong Yangying replied, feeling a sudden emptiness. She seemed to prefer Xia Yunjie's continued advances over his questions about the necklace.

"No, I have something to show you, something you see in your dreams every night," Xia Yunjie said confidently with a faint smile, having regained his focus.

He then touched his forehead and swiped his fingers over Zhong Yangying's eyelids, saying, "Open!"

As Xia Yunjie's voice faded, Zhong Yangying felt a thin veil lift from her eyes, and the world before her suddenly became colorful, with various colored auras flowing in the air.

"Come out!" Just as Zhong Yangying was amazed, Xia Yunjie pointed at the sapphire and coldly commanded.

As Xia Yunjie spoke, a black mist emerged from the sapphire, forming a fierce-looking female ghost, the one Zhong Yangying had seen in her dreams.

"Ah! A ghost!" Even though Zhong Yangying was a woman who had seen many storms, she was still frightened and immediately hugged Xia Yunjie.

The soft, full body pressed against him, and the two full breasts against his chest made Xia Yunjie momentarily dazed.

Since the ghost was hidden in the sapphire, it was clear that someone was trying to frame Zhong Yangying. Xia Yunjie had opened her third eye to let her see clearly, but he hadn't expected her to be so scared that she would jump and hug him.

"Cough, cough, Sister Zhong, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm here, and the ghost won't harm you," Xia Yunjie finally recovered from the sudden embrace, patted Zhong Yangying's shoulder awkwardly, and reassured her.

"Really, you're not lying to me?" Zhong Yangying still clung to Xia Yunjie, her eyes closed, like a frightened girl, far from her usual strong businesswoman demeanor.

"How could I lie to you? If you don't believe me, open your eyes and look. Isn't the ghost much more docile than in your dreams?" Xia Yunjie, though enjoying the physical contact, was somewhat amused by her reaction.

Zhong Yangying, a seemingly intelligent woman, seemed to be at a loss in this situation. Since he could release the ghost, he naturally had the means to deal with it.

"Hey, it's true. In my dreams, she was so fierce and terrifying," Zhong Yangying finally mustered the courage to open her eyes and look at the ghost. She noticed that the ghost in front of her was completely different from the one in her dreams. The ghost in her dreams had been aggressive and seemed to want to devour her, but this one was timid and afraid.

Was it any wonder? Xia Yunjie was a descendant of an ancient shaman king and had practiced the "Yuwang Decree," making his yang energy far stronger than that of ordinary people. A person like him could, just by standing there, dissipate the ghost's yin energy with his yang energy. Not to mention, Xia Yunjie was also a skilled shaman.

Hearing this, Xia Yunjie smiled and patted Zhong Yangying's shoulder, saying, "Let go first. Since the ghost was hidden in your necklace, it was clearly a deliberate act. I'll ask it who did this."

"Ah, okay," Zhong Yangying realized she was still hugging Xia Yunjie, her cheeks turning slightly red. She quickly let go and tried to compose herself by smoothing her hair.

After Zhong Yangying let go, Xia Yunjie began to interrogate the ghost. However, the ghost spoke in Japanese, which Xia Yunjie couldn't understand. Zhong Yangying, however, understood and her face darkened, her eyes sharp and strong.

"I think I know who did this," Zhong Yangying said.

"Who?" Xia Yunjie asked.

"Japanese Masahiro Shoji. They wanted to collaborate with me, but I refused. When I think about it, the last time Masahiro Shoji came with his wife, she kept praising my necklace and even borrowed it to examine. After that, I started having nightmares every night. Recently, Masahiro Shoji has been more aggressive in his talks about collaboration, as if I would definitely agree. It all makes sense now," Zhong Yangying said coldly, exuding a powerful aura of authority.

Xia Yunjie looked at Zhong Yangying with surprise, sensing that she was more than just a wealthy woman. However, this was not his main concern. He said coldly, "So it was the Japanese who did this!"

As a young man, Xia Yunjie still had a sense of righteous indignation, especially since his third senior brother Feng Gaofeng had been killed by the Japanese. Hearing that the Japanese were behind this, he felt a surge of anger.

His eyes flashed with a cold light, and he stepped into a stance, forming a hand seal. As he did, a ball of fire appeared in the air.

The ghost, seeing the fireball, screamed and tried to escape, but Xia Yunjie was not about to let it go. He coldly said, "Where do you think you're going?"

As he spoke, the fireball caught up with the ghost and engulfed it in flames. In an instant, the ghost disappeared without a trace, and the fireball vanished as if it had never been.

Zhong Yangying, who had never seen such a magical display, stared in shock even after the ghost and the fireball disappeared. It wasn't until Xia Yunjie swiped his fingers over her eyelids again that her world returned to normal, and she suddenly came to her senses.

"Ah... no, Master, was what I saw real?" Zhong Yangying asked, her eyes filled with awe.

Xia Yunjie nodded and began drawing on the sapphire, stopping after a while and handing it back to Zhong Yangying.

However, Zhong Yangying hesitated to take the sapphire, remembering the terrifying ghost that had haunted her dreams.