Chapter 217

Yu Ze hesitated for a long time and said, "Can you pour me a cup of water?"

He had just woken up and was extremely thirsty.

Jiang Zhi gave a cold laugh: "Nice try."

Yu Ze now detected the hostility in his words.

But he couldn't figure out what he had done to offend him.

He instinctively apologized: "Sorry."

After a while, he added: "Do you dislike me so much?"

Jiang Zhi hummed: "Otherwise what?"

Yu Ze fell silent, lowering his brows, his full head of white hair hanging over his eyes, looking somewhat aggrieved.

He slowly asked: "Why?"

Jiang Zhi sat with arms crossed, not wanting to engage with him anymore.

He might as well go back to the basement and talk to Xiao Yanwang.

Yu Ze was still about to speak when a knock on the door interrupted him; the door was then pushed open from outside, and several people entered, intending to drag Jiang Zhi away.

The white-haired boy hurriedly said, "Wait a moment."

Those several people stopped their actions, looking at each other, not understanding his intention.

Yu Ze has been blind since childhood, his hearing extraordinarily sharp; he could discern their movements by sound alone.

"Where are you taking him?"

One of them replied: "Young master, Manager Yu wants to see her about something."

Yu Ze immediately took out his phone and dialed his father's number.

Soon, Yu's father rushed over; upon seeing the awakened boy, his face showed undisguised joy: "Xiao Ze, you've woken up."

Yu Ze said: "Dad, who is he?"

Yu's father heard the sound, his gaze falling on the boy being dragged out; he furrowed his brows, yet his tone remained gentle: "He is just a servant's child who accidentally wandered in; I'll have someone take him back."

Jiang Zhi heard this and sneered inwardly.

She knew Yu's father did not want the male lead, Yu Ze, to know of the darkness within; in his son's heart, the world was wholly beautiful, with not a trace of darkness, harmonious and warm.

Where would there be such sinister and vicious deeds?

She curled the corner of her lip and suddenly said: "Young master, my parents are dead; Manager Yu took pity on me and sheltered me, keeping you company to relieve boredom."

Upon hearing this, Yu Ze's eyebrows lit up with joy, and he eagerly asked: "Dad, is that really true?"

Yu's father looked at the boy on the ground, his expression icy and grim.

If looks could kill, Jiang Zhi would have died countless times; yet she felt no fear of the man's killing intent, sitting on the ground with her head lowered.

After a moment, Yu's father said: "Indeed, but not today—he has to go eat; after he finishes his meal, I'll let him keep you company."

Yu Ze's tone was excited: "Okay, thanks, Dad."

As they left the bedroom and walked out into the hallway.

Jiang Zhi's neck was suddenly seized by the man, pressed hard against the wall, his grip strong enough to seem as if he wanted to strangle her to death.

But he soon released his grip, seized her collar, and coldly said, "Don't think of pulling any tricks—here you will never escape. If I find out you've said anything bad to Xiao Ze, I'll make you wish you were dead."

Jiang Zhi listened indifferently, but her voice trembled with fear: "I... I understand..."

Father Yu had no fear that a child could stir up any trouble; he disgustedly released his grip and ordered his subordinates behind him, "Clean her up and send her to the Young Master's room."

As soon as he finished speaking, they took her away.

After a thorough wash, she changed into a clean set of clothes and was sent to male lead Yu Ze's room.

The room had a lamp lit on the bedside table; the light was faint, and the room remained as drearily cold and uncomfortable as ever.

Yu Ze heard the door open and close and asked, "Is that you?"

Jiang Zhi, with weak and feeble legs, walked to the window, looked at the outside scenery, and suddenly wanted to let the boy come out and see as well.

But not now.

The boy hated everyone in this villa to the core; if he found out that the person before him was Father Yu's son, he would likely rush over and kill the youth.

To her, male lead Yu Ze still had utilitarian value.

The day the altar opens is fast approaching; we must make thorough preparations to guard against unknown mishaps.

"Have you really been adopted by my dad?"

The boy's words brought Jiang Zhi's thoughts back to the present; she glanced at the nervous person and curled the corner of her mouth.

This Yu Ze isn't exactly an idiot, is he?

The situation just now was clearly off; the boy is naturally sensitive, and if he can't even tell that, he's really an idiot.

Jiang Zhi walked over and sat on the chair by the window, crossing her legs, and said, "Otherwise? How did I get here?"

Yu Ze didn't know; after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.

"How can you be so stupid?" Jiang Zhi said bluntly: "I already said it like that; of course it's true—what are you doubting?"

Father Yu definitely installed listening devices in the room.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so at ease letting her stay in a room with Yu Ze.

Yu Ze was taken aback, but he wasn't angry; he even felt a bit happy.

Since birth, he has lived alone in a separate room; besides his father, no one else has spoken to him.

Even the servants working in the house have never spoken to him in this tone.

There was no hierarchy, nor any respectful flattery.

The boy simply says whatever he wants, without any restraint.

Jiang Zhi saw the smile on his face, as if she had seen a ghost.

Everyone's saying that about him, yet this guy can still laugh— is he a masochist?

"What's your name?" the boy asked curiously.

Jiang Zhi was very tired; her body ached from half a night of pain, and after drawing two talismans, her mental energy was not good.

She tried to think of things to keep herself from sleeping.

"Don't you usually say your own name before asking someone else's?"

Yu Ze quickly said, "My name is Yu Ze; the 'Yu' from 'the rest of one's life,' and the 'Ze' from 'marsh'."

Jiang Zhi made an "oh" sound, with nothing more to say.

Yu Ze waited a long time, but got no reply; he clenched his fingers and softly asked, "And you?"

Jiang Zhi coldly said, "Why should I tell you?"

Yu Ze drooped his head, feeling a bit discouraged.

A few minutes passed.

Jiang Zhi stood up: "I'm going back now, goodbye."

Upon hearing that, Yu Ze was very reluctant, stammering, "Will you... come again tomorrow?"

Jiang Zhi: "I don't know."

She left the bedroom, and several people came over to take her to the basement.

Returning once again to the dim basement.

Not long after, Yu Beihan awoke inside her body, and Jiang Zhi floated out of him, her fatigue vanishing instantly.

And the well-rested Yu Beihan, upon waking, felt a slight discomfort in his body and wondered, "What happened while I was asleep?"

Jiang Zhi opened her eyes and told a lie: "No."

Yu Beihan, however, noticed his body felt fresh, and even the clothes he was wearing had been changed.

He frowned: "Did you go out?"

Jiang Zhi feigned indignation: "I was just sleeping; who knew a few people would take me out to bathe and change my clothes? I thought they were going to do something else, but I never expected they'd bring me back."

"You bastard, disturbing my sleep!"

Yu Beihan heard the voice and inwardly let out a sigh of relief.

He thought that while he was asleep, she had taken over his body and borne the injury.

But why did those people give him a bath and change his clothes?

After saying that, she added: "I personally gave you a bath—how do you intend to thank me?"

The boy, hearing her words, instantly imagined himself naked in the tub, the female ghost controlling his body straining to scrub him.

At his young age, he experienced the feeling of embarrassment for the first time.

His pale little face suddenly flushed red, spreading all over his body, like a cooked lobster.