Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 13 Maybe, but not for you.

An Xiangwan smiled when she heard the words, put the "mask" back on, and teased: "Mr. Ghost appeared just in time, did he come to comfort me?"

As she spoke, she stepped towards him, her beautiful eyes, still full of tears, were a little pitiful and distressing, but he still looked back indifferently.

"Confidence is good, but if you pass it, you will be self-righteous."

Zong Che didn't like her hypocritical attitude.

An Xiangwan didn't take it seriously, and deliberately moved closer to him, stretched out his hand to lightly touch his cold chest, and said ambiguously, "Mr. Ghost, I'm crying so hard, are you really going to comfort me?"

"I don't think you need it."

Zong Che's expression was calm. If An Xiangwan was really sad, he wouldn't be in the mood to seduce him.

"Of course it is. Don't Mr. Ghost think that a woman who is crying is distressing?" An Xiangwan continued her brazen performance. She didn't even remember that she had such guts.

Zong Che took her hand away and said mercilessly, "Maybe, but not for you."

After finishing speaking, he floated in front of a seemingly ordinary oil painting of flowers and plants, took it off and prepared to take it away, as long as it was destroyed, the female ghost would be prevented from escaping from prison.

It was only when An Xiangwan saw this that he understood the purpose of his coming. The male ghost was really difficult to deal with. She wanted to sign a contract with him quickly, otherwise, if An Jixing made a move, all her previous efforts would be in vain.

"Mr. Ghost, Jigang Day is coming soon."

"so what?"

Zong Che didn't think Ji Gang Ri would have any impact on him, at least he had never worried about it in the past few hundred years.

"The Anji Guild will operate there. I heard that he has a token that has a lot to do with your life." An Xiangwan bit his lower lip, feeling that he was about to find no strong terms to negotiate with him.

"He can just come here." To Zong Che, the An family was not a problem at all. As for the token she mentioned, he was a little curious.

Faced with his confidence, An Xiangwan shook her head and smiled helplessly. She is not in the mood now, so she will grind it out with him another day.

"With Mr. Ghost's words, I'm relieved, because you are mine, and I can't let my grandfather An Jixing surrender."

Zong Che has seen people who are overconfident, but he has never seen such an overconfident woman. He said coldly: "Whether I belong to you or not depends on whether you have the ability."

After speaking, the figure disappeared into the air immediately, and the yin in the empty room gradually dissipated and returned to normal.

In Zong Che's eyes, she was a woman with no tears and a heart as cold as a stone. All he saw was her bragging rights.

After he left, An Xiangwan sighed heavily, which made her a little depressed. To be honest, she really wanted someone to open her arms to comfort her, but unfortunately there wasn't...

Not half of them.

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An Xiangwan's mood was heavy all night, and he didn't sleep until dawn.

At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, I was woken up by the vibrating sound of the mobile phone placed on the bedside table.

She didn't know who was calling to disturb her dream, she reached out and groped for the phone to connect, it turned out that it was Tian Yiran who called her.

What her best friend said to her on the phone, she didn't hear clearly at all, she just responded vaguely: "Uh... um... ok... um... yes... bye."

After finishing the call, I continued to sleep until five o'clock in the evening before getting up.

After dinner, An Xiangwan went back to his room to take a bath, put on a light yellow and elegant casual suit and went out, and took a taxi to the cave in the northern suburbs.

(End of this chapter)