Reborn Heiress: Seeking Revenge-Chapter 74 Scare You to Death_1

"Shen Cheng, Wanqian, I’m so bored all by myself underground. From now on, your big sister will come to see you every night, KEKEKE." A string of a woman’s laughter floated in through the window.

"What happened? Why did we hear someone screaming?" Shen Congming and his family of three came down from the third floor. They looked at Shen Cheng, who stood by the window, pale and stunned, and at Wanqian, who had fainted. Upon closer inspection, one could see Shen Cheng’s legs trembling slightly.

"Brother Cheng, what are you doing here? What happened?" Shen Jia, dressed in her pajamas, walked over to Shen Cheng and tugged at his sleeve.

"Did you hear anything?" After a long pause, Shen Cheng slowly found his voice. His eyes remained fixed on the pitch-black darkness outside the window, his hands clutching Wanqian tightly.

"No, we only heard a scream. What’s wrong with Sister Wanqian?" Shen Jia shook her head, looking at Shen Cheng with some concern.

Shen Cheng withdrew his gaze. Seeing the three of them—Shen Congming, his wife, and Shen Jia—shake their heads in unison, his heart sank. He picked up Wanqian, his steps somewhat unsteady. "It’s nothing, she just fainted. You all go back and rest."

He shook his own head then, his normally gentle face now livid. He picked Wanqian up again but, instead of returning to their room, went directly to the guest room on the fourth floor.

His steps faltered, his figure swayed as he held Wanqian tightly in his arms. In the fourth-floor room, Shen Cheng threw Wanqian onto the bed and then sat limply on it himself, gasping for breath, his eyes wide. At this moment, his mind was filled with the image of Wanyou turning back with a smile, and Wanyou’s parting words echoed in his ears.

Shen Cheng, who had never believed in ghosts or gods, felt fear well up from the depths of his heart for the first time. It was as if all his strength had been drained. He didn’t even dare to close his eyes, terrified that he would see Wanyou the moment he did.

「When the first rays of dawn lit up the room」

Shangguan You finally emerged from the interdimensional space. After returning last night, she had immersed herself in the space to study the Contract Document. Once she had reviewed all the contract spells, she slowly circulated the Spiritual Energy within her body and refined some Medicinal Pills. She had initially prepared some pills for the Shangguan Family, but her first day back had filled her with such profound disappointment in them that she put away everything she had prepared.

She wanted to see if these people were truly worth her efforts.

As for last night, she had cast a Heart Curse on Shen Cheng and Wanqian. This spell would manifest their deepest fears before them, ensuring they suffered sleepless, terrifying nights. For Shen Cheng, she chuckled smugly to herself. Last night, during a crucial moment he spent with Wanqian, something suddenly appeared. That, combined with the faint Magnolia Fragrance in the room, made her certain that Shen Cheng would be impotent for a while.

That fragrance could render a man impotent, while for a woman, it was a rare and potent aphrodisiac. With men impotent and women insatiable, what kind of scene would that create...?

She stretched lazily, took a bath, put on a pair of jeans and a beige sweater, and pulled her hair into a ponytail—a youthful and vibrant ensemble. She stood quietly before the mirror, observing the face in the reflection that grew increasingly suffused with Spiritual Energy.

Unconsciously, she reached out, gently caressing her face. Her clear eyes shone like radiant Spring Water. Her delicate features were slowly blossoming: her small nose, her rosy, soft lips, and her jade-smooth skin that glowed faintly. Her jet-black hair was neatly tied behind her head.

She exuded an aura of grace and purity, enveloped by a dense Spiritual Energy. Dressed simply, an air of noble purity surrounded her. A slight smile graced her lips as she faced the mirror, like a blooming lily, intoxicating hearts and bewitching eyes.

Shangguan Rou pushed the door open and entered, only to be greeted by Shangguan You’s captivating smile. She stood dumbfounded at the doorway, her gaze fixed upon Zi Yuqian’s face, unable to look away.

Shangguan You’s smile vanished. She eyed Shangguan Rou, who had entered without knocking, her expression turning somewhat cold.

Shangguan Rou felt the warmth of spring dissipate, the room’s coziness turning to ice. Slowly returning to her senses and noticing Shangguan You’s stare, she spoke with slight embarrassment.

"Sister, Mommy sent me to call you down. Let’s go," Shangguan Rou said, regaining her composure. Her hands affectionately took Shangguan You’s arm, guiding her downstairs.

"Is something the matter?" Shangguan You’s gaze returned to calm as she looked at Shangguan Rou beside her. A wave of aversion inexplicably flashed through her heart. Her hands loosened slightly, and she had already released Shangguan Rou’s arm. "My shoelace is undone."

Watching Shangguan Rou’s hand approach again, Shangguan You crouched down to tie her shoelaces. Shangguan Rou drew back her hand with a bright smile.

"Auntie and Brother Qing heard you were back and are in the living room now," Shangguan Rou said softly. Shangguan You had left Beijing. Additionally, Shangguan Hao was often at his military post and rarely home throughout the year, while Shangguan Yu was busy with his own affairs. Consequently, although the families were closely related and lived in the same courtyard complex as Shangguan Zhi and his wife, they didn’t interact often.

Shangguan Zhi and his wife frequently split their time between their two homes, but the relationship between Li Wanying, Shangguan Rou, and the other branch of the family was rather distant.

Today, with their sudden visit, Li Wanying was naturally delighted.

"Auntie and Brother Qing are here," Shangguan You said as she stood up, joy welling inside her. She paid no mind to Shangguan Rou beside her and rushed downstairs—this was a genuine emotion stemming from the body she now inhabited.

"Youyou, you’re all grown up, yet you’re still so hasty," a clear laugh echoed in her ear, followed by a figure, 1.8 meters tall, appearing before Shangguan You. He gently caught her hand and smiled down at her.

The man before her was none other than her cousin, Shangguan Qing. He leaned casually against the staircase, clad in black trousers and a beige sweater. Just as she had dashed down, Shangguan Qing grasped her hand. He had eyes that could warm one’s heart; they were extremely gentle and forgiving, as if he could see straight into her soul. His features were handsome, a faint smile on his lips. His gaze was tender and indulgent. For some reason, in that moment, a pang of sorrow welled in her heart, an overwhelming urge to throw herself into Shangguan Qing’s arms, to weep unabashedly.