Chapter 188: The Ominous Rain-Drenched Phone Call
which had grown progressively worse over the past few years. She watched helplessly as her beloved relative, who she relied on deeply, became increasingly frail and emaciated."Thank you," she whisper...In the dimly lit bedroom, her trembling hand hastily flicked the wall switch, illuminating every corner with a burst of light, transforming the room from darkness to brilliant day.
Jo Baoer's face turned pale, her heart pounded in fear. She stared blankly at the spot where the door was.
There is none left.
Just now, the dark shadow at the door disappeared.
The light of day around her eased her spirits slightly. She took a deep breath and pinched herself hard on the thigh, it hurt, at least she wasn't dreaming.
"Could it be that she was startled by falling into the water this afternoon" So, it was just an illusion just now.
She scrambled out of bed and sat at the edge, her expression dazed, her heart still racing.
"Auntie Fang, I'm so hungry! Please get dinner here quickly, please!" Forget about it for now. Calling a few more people over to build up some courage, [he] pressed the service bell, his voice a bit panicked as he urged the other end, Fang Yun.
Fang Dama had taken care of her for over half a year, and this was the first time Qiao Baier urged her to eat. She went there with two female maids carrying three cooked dishes and one soup.
"Madam, there are still three dishes being cooked in the kitchen. Please take your time and eat slowly..."
Fang Yun was also quick, knocking and walking in with a neatness. He placed the tableware and gestured for her to eat, but she found that Qiao Baoer was huddled on this small sofa, without any appetite at all.
Don't you like these dishes
Fang Da Ma was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Now everyone in the Jun family knows about my picky eating habits. But why doesn't their young master say anything Just let him pick, it’s not that hard to raise him. Even Jun's grandfather doesn't mind as long as it doesn't affect the baby's health."
"...Then I'll go tell the cook to prepare something else." Fang Yun thought for a moment and turned to leave.
"Don't go."
Qiao Baoer unexpectedly tugged at her sleeve, clinging to her in an unusual way.
Fang Yun saw her gloomy expression and couldn't help but want to laugh, "It's a pity that Master Ji Mu didn't see you like this tonight…" They all knew that Ji Mu had a special hobby and particularly liked it when she clung to him.
Qiao Baoer didn't feel like paying attention to these teasing remarks. She lowered her head, her mood downcast.
Seeing this, Fang Yun frowned and became serious as well. "Madam," he said, "your face doesn't look good. Did you catch a chill after falling into the pool this afternoon"
"Maybe." Qiao Baoer replied listlessly.
She also didn't know what went wrong, but now she felt uncomfortable all over.
Ding dong--
The bedside phone suddenly rang, jolting Qiao Bao'er. She jumped and stiffly turned her head to look at the already lit screen.
Qiao Bao'er wasn't afraid of anything since she was a child, but she was most afraid of this eerie stuff.
When she was little, the Qiao family couldn't control her, so they told her ghost stories to scare her. It was too shameless, and it gave her psychological trauma.
Fang Yun saw that she was now huddled on the sofa, her face pale. She really looked frightened.
"Were you having a nightmare"
Jo Bao'er didn't reply. She kept her eyes fixed on the phone over there, struggling whether to get closer and take a peek, but she imagined many eerie events and immediately backed down.
"Mr. Mu, the shepherd of Is, sent you a text message." Fang Yun helped her take the phone from the bedside table.
Qiao Bao'er glanced at it, and it was indeed from Jun Zhimu's phone number.
My heart unexpectedly calmed down. I took the phone and couldn't help but complain, "Why are you texting me at this time to scare me"
Fang Yun let out a chuckle, not expecting to scare her so easily. Usually, no matter how their young master threatened or frightened her, she wouldn't budge. He continued to spoon another bowl of porridge onto the table for her.
Just as she was about to remind her to drink the hot soup and settle down, Qiao Bao'er frowned, put down her phone, and spoke first, "No need to fuss, I'm going out."
"Shall we go out now"
Qiao Baoer subconsciously glanced at her phone again, "Yes, I'll go out now. Jun Zhimu asked me to go to the Gordon Hotel right away, saying he wants me to accompany him to a business dinner."
In the afternoon, they were in the back garden. Although she didn't understand his conversation, Junzhi Mu mentioned the name Mo Gao on his phone. It seemed that this so-called party was related to Mo Gao.
That fat man Mo Gao yelled at Junzhi牧 for no reason last time, could he be going to Mo Gao's wine party for revenge
However, it's a bit strange. Regardless of what Jun Zhimu and Mo Gao have against each other, based on his usual personality, he definitely wouldn't let her get involved. "Jun Zhimu told me to go over there right now, there might be an emergency. Fang Da Ma, you tell the driver to get ready..."
Qiao Bao'er didn't think about it too much, if he really needed her there, she would certainly do her duty.
"Madam Shao, look at the sky…"
Fang Yun instructed the driver to accompany her as she walked out of Dongyuan Gate. The autumn wind picked up, whipping their clothes and bringing with it a light drizzle.
"It looks like there's going to be a heavy downpour in a while. Madam, you haven't had dinner yet, and you even fell into the water this afternoon. Going out now would make you easy to catch a cold. Why don't you give Master Zhimu a call and tell him…"
Fang Yun looked at the thick layer of clouds in the black sky, and he became a little worried. It was also strange that this weather would make Qiao Bao'er go out.
Qiao Bao'er stood straight, squinting her eyes to look directly at the golden lightning that suddenly flashed and vanished. In an instant, a patch of darkness was illuminated. The clouds rumbled, and soon there was a deafening roar of thunder.
The wind, carrying rain, lashed increasingly fiercely, raindrops slapping against my cheeks with a chill.
On this rainy night, something seemed to be stirring, making her heart feel cold and eerie.
The torrential rain lashed against the hotel's glass facade, creating a deafening roar.
"The rain is falling really hard."
The seventh-floor lobby of the Gordon Hotel was bustling with a business cocktail party. Lively music and clinking glasses filled the hall, as attendees paid little attention to the heavy rain outside.
The pitch-black sky was suddenly pierced by a streak of lightning, illuminating the side profile of a man standing before the hotel's glass mirror. He appeared cold and elegant, with a slightly troubled expression on his handsome face. Standing straight, he gazed out at the distant scenery beyond the glass, seemingly indifferent to the party unfolding within.
"Zi Mu, it seems Mo Gao has really grown in skill. He probably guessed we were coming tonight even without an invitation..." Lu Qin Nan walked over with a glass of red wine and took a large gulp, his mood seemed rather downcast.
Mogo rejected the investment from & Group, openly refusing to give Junzhi牧 face. More importantly, the more he refused, the more curious they became about what made Mogo's projects so special.
So, the business banquet tonight has Jun Zhimu attending in person.
When the business people present saw Jun Zhimu and his companions, they were all very surprised. Everyone knew that Jun Zhimu disliked socializing, and the big Buddha who had never been invited in the past actually came unannounced.
Strangely enough, Mo Gao wasn't surprised at all. He even dared to toast him and threaten to make Jun Zhumu regret his actions. Lu Qinian heard this and really wanted to beat him up.
...The sound of rain and thunder mingled outside....
"It's thundering, I remember Qiao Baier hates this kind of weather..."
When Junzhi Mu heard the name, a thoughtful expression flickered across his face. "Well," he murmured, "she should be holed up at home."n't touch me!""Your Majesty's Shepherd!!" She scolded more and more angrily, but no matter how hard she beat him, he didn't react at all. Until Qiao Baoer couldn't bear it anymore and shouted his name...