Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio

  A faint strange color flashed across Ge Fei's eyes, his smile warm and elegant as he walked into the mansion with the middle-aged man. I followed closely behind Ge Fei, for some reason feeling an inexplicable sense of fear when we arrived at this place.

  After passing through the complex and intricate courtyard, we finally arrived at the living room. If I had come to Fang's house alone, I might have gotten lost. The hall of Fang's house was very grand, with a medieval European style. In the center of the leather sofa in the living room sat an old man with a frail appearance, who stood up and said upon seeing Ge Fei: "Shi Wei, what brings you here today?"

  The old man was straightforward, and it's true that living in a bustling metropolis, apart from the elderly, most young people are busy to the point of being unable to relax. After work, they just want to go home or hang out with friends to unwind. Very few can sincerely return home to accompany their parents and elders, and some simply have no choice.

  To put it simply, Master Fang's attitude has left me completely bewildered. Whether it's his actions or tone of voice, everything about him exudes respect.

  Ge Fei glanced at the middle-aged man standing in the hall. Old Fang immediately understood, his tone more stern than friendly, and said to the middle-aged man: "Gou Sheng'er, you can go now."

  Gou Sheng Er! Haha haha! I almost burst out laughing, and there really are people called Gou Sheng Er!

  Gou Sheng'er's eyes gleamed with a strange light as he glanced at Ge Fei, then bowed and backed out of the hall, his movements eerily reminiscent of an ancient eunuch. Lately, I've been running into some weird people, like Ge Fei, Xue Lang, and Ye Jingchen. So Gou Sheng'er's behavior didn't seem strange to me either.

  After Dog Left went out, Old Master Fang's eyes, which had experienced many hardships, stared at me, probably because he was afraid that I had heard something I shouldn't have. Ge Fei naturally understood his thoughts and covered my hand, saying: "Old lady, she is Lin Sijia, my fiancée, not an outsider."

  Fiancée? When did I become his fiancée? Forget it, let's just say fiancée then. Anyway, it's not like it's real. With his current status, even if he were to take a wife, she'd probably be some rich family's daughter or socialite, and wouldn't have anything to do with someone like me, a loser girl.

  After hearing Ge Fei's words, Fang Lao Yezi finally felt at ease and said: "Shi Wei, you've known me for a long time now, so just say what's on your mind."

  Ge Fei's expression turned solemn, and he remained silent for a moment before speaking: "Old Master Fang, I'd like to ask... do you know Fang Zhi Ling?"

  As soon as he heard the three words "Zhi Ling", tears welled up in Mr. Fang's eyes, his face turned ugly, and deep sorrow was evident at the bottom of his eyes. The old man burst into tears: "Zhi Ling... is my youngest daughter, but... she passed away thirty years ago. How did you know her..."

  "We met Miss Fang yesterday." Ge Fei seemed unsurprised and spoke extremely calmly.

  However, I was quite surprised that Fang Zhi Ling looked like he was at most 23 years old. If he had passed away thirty years ago, he would be over 50 years old now. As for Old Master Fang's age, it should be at least over a hundred years old. This wasn't something I said, but rather what Ge Fei told me. In other words, when Fang Zhi Ling was born, Old Master Fang was already over 50 years old. A late-born child?

  "What... you've seen a clever one! This... how is this possible?" Old Master Fang's face was filled with incredulity, his voice trembling along with his aged body.

  As for Master Fang's reaction, that was expected. If it were me, I wouldn't believe it either.

  Ge Fei nodded: "Uh-huh, to be exact, we've seen Fang Zhi Ling's ghost."

  Old Master Fang apparently still didn't believe it, and turned to look at me. Although I thought Ge Fei was too blunt in front of the old man, but out of selfishness, I nodded decisively: "Yes, Miss Fang initially came to find me, but I was too afraid, so I told Ge... Shi Wei. Yesterday, Shi Wei also met with Miss Fang, and she hoped we could help her investigate who killed her back then, otherwise, she might never be able to rest in peace."

  After saying this, I suddenly felt that I was even more despicable than Ge Fei. What if Old Man Fang couldn't take it and got stimulated to death?

  Mr. Fang's face looked even more unpleasant, but for the time being, he didn't show any signs of fainting or being overly stimulated. With tears in his eyes, he said: "Zhi Ling... she died suddenly from a heart attack... no one harmed her."

  At this point, he suddenly seemed to remember something and became even more sorrowful. He raised his wrinkled hands and wiped away tears, his face filled with a hint of guilt: "The night we sent Jingli's body to the hospital, I had a dream that Jingli was crying and screaming in pain. I thought it was because I was too grief-stricken, but now that I think about it, it was actually an omen."

  Damn it! So Old Man Fang also believes in these things, no wonder Ge Fei wanted to bring me to see him. Huh? Fang Zhi Ling's body was taken to the hospital, I know that rich people are all very extravagant, usually when they're sick, they just stay at home and have the doctor come over. So Fang Zhi Ling probably died at home, but since he's already dead, what's the point of sending him to the hospital? I blurted out: "He's already dead, what's the point of taking his body to the hospital?"