Chapter 92

Chapter 92: My grandfather sold Run Yuan to Fu Family’s Second Young Master

The singing was gentle and winding, carrying a young girl’s sweet longing, yet mixed with an ache that was hard to describe.

“Lover, look at the lotus. The lotus’s feelings are so deep. I embroider a pair of twin lotuses, wishing to grow old with my lover.”

Cheng Ye Zi turned around without thinking. She saw the Embroidered Shoe she had seen at five, standing right behind her, perfectly still…

At this point, Cheng Ye Zi’s face turned pale. She took a deep breath. “I cried from fear, but my mom didn’t see it. It was right there in front of us, but nobody could see it except me, so I was really going crazy. Every full moon, it would appear, and it even sang that song, but no one believed me.”

By the end, Cheng Ye Zi’s voice was already shaking with tears, like she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had carried for years.

Jiang Shi Yue took out a tissue and wiped her tears. She patted Cheng Ye Zi’s hair and said softly, “I believe you, but don’t be afraid. There are no ghosts in this world-only leftover mental power. They aren’t scary. As long as you’re strong enough, nobody can hurt you. And think about it another way-only you can see it. Doesn’t that prove you’re the chosen one?”

Cheng Ye Zi froze, tears trembling in her eyes. It was the first time she had heard someone explain her nightmare like that.

For some reason, after Jiang Shi Yue said those words, Cheng Ye Zi felt a strange emotion rise in her.

It suddenly didn’t seem so scary.

Just then, she heard Jiang Shi Yue ask, “Ye Zi, I heard Run Yuan was sold. Do you know who it was sold to?”

Cheng Ye Zi steadied herself. She rubbed her eyes and said, “It was probably last month. My grandfather sold Run Yuan to Fu Family’s Second Young Master.”

Fu Family’s Second Young Master?

Jiang Shi Yue suddenly laughed. It was getting more and more interesting.

…

Zheng Fei De had not been to Run Yuan for a full fifteen years. The last time he was at Run Yuan, he was only a seventeen-year-old young man, but what happened there was something he would never forget for the rest of his life.

The original owner of Run Yuan had the surname Cheng. The Cheng Family had lived in Run Yuan for generations, something countless people envied. Seventeen-year-old Zheng Fei De had gone to visit the Cheng Family with his parents.

With a young man’s curiosity, he was fascinated by this mansion that had stood for hundreds of years. The elders did not bother to watch him, and wandering around did not really affect anything-until he walked into a side room.

The room wasn’t locked, and nobody lived there, but it was strangely clean. The rosewood furniture had a faint sheen, without a speck of dust.

Maybe it was a study?

Zheng Fei De thought it was boring and was about to leave, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a small wooden box in the corner. It stood out sharply from everything around it, because it was covered in dust, filthy, and he could not even tell what color the wood originally was.

It was way too dirty, and he had no interest at all, but Zheng Fei De stopped anyway, as if possessed. Then he walked over to the box and opened it.

If he had not opened it back then, maybe his life would have gone down a different path.

But life had no “if”!

He opened the box, and the thick layer of dust almost made him choke until he could not open his eyes.

He waved the dust away with his hand, then looked closely-and inside was an Embroidered Shoe.

A perfectly clean Embroidered Shoe, as if it had just been embroidered.

That Embroidered Shoe was really beautiful. It was made of deep blue satin, and on the tip was an exquisitely embroidered pair of twin lotuses. The leaves were a rich green, and the stamens curved delicately.