Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

That concludes today's three divinations.

As soon as Shen Jingshu finished speaking, before the discussions in the live stream could subside, she decisively and abruptly ended the live stream.

The live stream went black instantly, leaving countless viewers still on the page, with the chat buzzing and extremely polarized.

Some viewers whose birth charts were considered "light" and who actually saw the ghostly figures through the screen were already terrified.

[I really saw it! The shadows of a family of six were clearly visible!]

[I was trembling with fear under the covers the whole time. Do ghosts really exist in this world?]

[Completely shattered my worldview; I'll never dare to venture into a remote, haunted house again!]

Most viewers, with their limited visual perception and inability to see clearly, remained skeptical, attributing it all to the script.

[Is this pure acting? The atmosphere is amazing; the streamer is too good at creating suspense.]

[There were no ghosts! I didn't see anything the whole time; it was all special effects editing!]

[It's just a gimmick, designed to fool people; these things don't exist at all.]

Various debates arose one after another, creating a lively atmosphere, but Shen Jingshu had no time to pay attention to these worldly disputes.

With a calm mind, she used the unseen master-servant contract to remotely transmit her voice to Luo Yurou, instructing her to bring back all six wronged and resentful souls from the villa. She planned to personally perform a ritual to cleanse them of their grievances, resolve their years of resentment, and send them into the cycle of reincarnation to be reborn.

Inside the abandoned villa, Luo Yurou looked down at the trembling, terrified spirits of the family of six at her feet and said indifferently, "My master is compassionate. Knowing that you died unjustly and have lingered in the mortal realm for many years without peace, she specially came to perform a ritual to clear your name and send you into the cycle of reincarnation. Come with me."

Under the absolute pressure of her half-step Ghost King status, the six vengeful spirits dared not have the slightest thought of resistance. They obediently lowered their heads and followed closely behind, drifting away from the gloomy and haunted house that had trapped them for several years.

On the other side, Xiaoqiang and his two companions, still shaken from their escape, squatted by the roadside and hurriedly dialed their families, tearfully recounting their experience of accidentally entering a haunted house and nearly encountering danger.

At first, the parents thought it was just their children being playful and exaggerating, and they didn't believe in ghosts or gods at all. It wasn't until the three teenagers cried their eyes out and repeatedly cried for proof that the parents finally panicked and drove over that night to pick them up.

After returning home, his family remained skeptical, assuming the children were simply hallucinating from being terrified. Left with no other option, Xiaoqiang produced the live stream recording from that night.

It turns out that the entire thrilling rescue of the haunted house tonight had already been secretly recorded, archived, and forwarded by countless netizens, spreading across various platforms in a short period of time and generating huge buzz.

Overnight, the hashtags #RealHauntedHouseInWestOfCity# and #MetaphysicalLiveStreamRescue# went viral, sparking a heated discussion across the internet about whether ghosts and gods really exist, and the buzz has lingered for a long time.

With that, the final divination of the evening has come to a complete end.

The room fell silent. Shen Jingshu, relieved of the fatigue from the live stream, got up and went to the bathroom to wash and tidy herself up.

She quietly tidied herself up, sat upright in the house, and waited patiently for Luo Yurou to return with the six wronged souls, preparing to cleanse them of their resentment and help them be reborn in the afterlife.

Our attention now turns back to the aftermath of the second divination.

Jiang Niannian resolutely blocked all contact methods and bid farewell to that rented room filled with lies and betrayals. She then rode her electric bike alone and rushed back to the university campus overnight.

She had always had a very harmonious and close relationship with her roommates, and the girls were all loyal fans of Shen Jingshu. Her roommates had watched the entire live stream, witnessing the shocking reversal and the absurd story of how she had been deceived for a whole year, and they knew all the hardships, grievances, and heartbreak she had endured along the way.

The moment Jiang Niannian pushed open the door and walked into the dormitory, her roommates' eyes instantly welled up with tears. Without saying a word, they rushed forward and gave her a warm and comforting hug. No one asked too many questions or deliberately reopened old wounds; they simply comforted her gently and quietly, helping her to calm down.

After a whole night of breakdowns, confrontations, and eventual release, Jiang Niannian was utterly exhausted. She gently thanked her roommate for her comfort, quickly put down her few belongings, went into the bathroom to wash up, and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she touched the bed. The fatigue, heartache, and grievances that had been building up for a year finally found a brief respite at this moment.

Meanwhile, after the farce at the club ended, the group of friends left laughing and joking.

Qin Xiao should have been driving his luxury car back to his opulent home, but tonight he was inexplicably troubled, a persistent emptiness lingering in his heart. On a whim, he turned his car around and drove towards that old, shabby rented room.

He held the key he always carried with him and gently opened the door.

The room was furnished as it always had, clean and tidy, yet it exuded a chilling desolation. Qin Xiao keenly sensed that something seemed to be missing from the room.

After a careful scan, he suddenly realized that all of Jiang Niannian's belongings had vanished completely, leaving nothing behind.

She took all traces of herself with her, without the slightest lingering attachment, completely withdrawing from his world.

The emptiness in his heart amplified once again, and an indescribable restlessness and bitterness swept over him. Qin Xiao didn't say a word, but lay down on the small, worn-out sofa. The sluggish feeling of alcohol surged up, and before he knew it, he had fallen into a deep sleep.

A night passes in the blink of an eye.

The next morning, the sound of a key turning in the door suddenly woke him up.

The landlady pushed open the door, having come to collect the rent and hand over the apartment as agreed. But the moment she opened the door, she saw a tall, imposing man lying on the sofa.

When the landlady saw that the person who came was Qin Xiao, she was stunned for a moment, and then her face was full of surprise.

When they first rented the apartment, Jiang Niannian carefully pushed Qin Xiao, who was in a wheelchair, to the place. Knowing that he had a serious leg injury and difficulty moving around, and that it was not easy for the two young people to work hard in a strange place, the kind-hearted landlady specially reduced their rent and took care of them in every way.

In everyone's mind, Qin Xiao is a disabled person who is unable to recover and needs close care.

But at this moment, Qin Xiao stood steadily in front of her, upright and walking normally, showing no signs of injury.

The landlady stared wide-eyed, her face filled with disbelief: "Xiao Xiao?! Your legs... your legs can stand up again?"

She instinctively assumed the surgery was successful and she was completely cured, and quickly congratulated her with a smile, "That's wonderful! It's truly a blessing after all your suffering! The surgery seems to have been a great success! Auntie is so happy for you all!"

Qin Xiao understood his aunt's misunderstanding, but he was too lazy to explain this absurd act that had lasted for a year, and simply responded with a faint "yes".

He reached into his suit jacket pocket, took out his wallet, pulled out a wad of crisp hundred-yuan bills, and handed it to the landlady, saying calmly, "Auntie, I'm renewing my lease on this place."

The landlady was immediately bewildered and asked in confusion, "Renew the lease? But Niannian specifically called me yesterday to say she wanted to terminate the lease. By the way, where is Niannian? I haven't seen her."

"She went out on something," Qin Xiao replied casually.