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Chapter 525 Aunt's Last Wish

The aunt's thoughts turned back and she looked at the housekeeper beside her.

Mei Linger continued, "Zhao Qi used her last wish to bind you. As her friend for decades, you came to the Zhang family with the ginseng spirit who transformed into a housekeeper."

Ginseng spirit? She must have heard it right... Wang Cheng's eyes fixed on the housekeeper, trying to find any clues that the other party was a ginseng spirit, but found it was futile.

"I don't know what you're talking about..." Auntie denied, "I don't even know anyone named Zhang!"

meow~

The white cat waved its claws at the woman, creating a small breeze in the air that lifted a layer of skin from her aunt's face. It was a human skin mask belonging to Zhao Qi.

"No!" My aunt's true face was revealed.

"Zhang Zhanying," Mei Ling'er smiled slightly, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Zhang Zhanying, whose true identity was exposed, had no way to retreat. The woman's eyes were bloodshot, and her tone was full of regret: "I was about to succeed, why did you come out to ruin my plan?"

When You was alive, he held her hand and was reluctant to die. She could see the unwilling and resentful look in his eyes as soon as she closed her eyes.

Mei Ling'er: "If you hadn't done this, no one would have discovered your plan." She looked at Zhang Yihang, "Zhang Yihang has no idea about his background, and his father doesn't even know he exists."

"Impossible!" Zhang Zhanying retorted, "Then why did he keep the photo of the two of them?"

"That's just his wishful thinking." Mei Ling'er raised her chin. "Why don't you ask Zhang Yihang if his mother has ever told him about his biological father?"

Zhang Yihang: "My mom said my dad died a long time ago."

“Hahahaha…” Anger, depression, and pain intertwined, Zhang Zhanying laughed out loud, looking up to the sky, “What a waste of time… Such a waste of time!”

Mei Ling'er glanced at the white cat.

meow~

"Wang Cheng, the truth has been revealed. I will disconnect the video call first. You can handle the rest of the matter yourselves."

"Okay, thank you Master Ling."

After the video call was disconnected, Zhang Yihang took Wang Cheng to the hospital to visit his father whom he had never met. The man had tubes inserted all over his body. With the help of the doctor, the two did a paternity test to prove that they were father and son. Everything in the Zhang family would be inherited by Zhang Yihang.

"Mom, Dad... He passed away, I'm at the funeral..."

"Son, I still say the same thing. Follow your own ideas, because I also want to follow my own ideas. My fate with him is over in this life. There is no need to mention anything about him to me again."

"Okay." Zhang Yihang was silent for a moment, "I'll bring Chengcheng back to Hangzhou to see you next month."

The person on the other end of the phone finally smiled: "Okay, Mom will make a few more dishes that Chengcheng likes."

After the man hung up the phone, the figure of the ginseng spirit housekeeper appeared in front of him. The other party approached him and said, "Thank you for not holding Zhao Qi responsible."

Zhang Yihang smiled slightly. "Did she really want you to kill me directly?" The man paused. "But you chose a gentler approach, trying to scare me into leaving Shanghai. As long as Zhao Qi can get the inheritance and fulfill my aunt's wish, that's all that matters."

The ginseng spirit housekeeper had no expression on his face and turned away. "I have repaid the favors I owe them. I will return to the mountains to continue my cultivation."

"Why are you here too?" the human spirit was surprised. "I should be the one asking you this. I haven't heard from you since that night, so I had no choice but to come to this mountain to look for you."

"Finally I found you. What have you been doing these days?"

After being attacked by Bingbing, the ginseng spirit found a nearby forest to recuperate. After he recovered, he went to thank Zhang Yihang and then rushed back without stopping.

For him, cultivating immortality is the right way.

"Heal your wounds," the ginseng spirit said truthfully. "I've done my best to help Zhang Zhanying and you. And that white cat wiped out three hundred years of my cultivation with one palm strike. I've done my best."

"If you are angry with me because you didn't get the inheritance, then I apologize to you." After saying this, the ginseng spirit bent down and wanted to bow to Zhao Qi.

"No, no, no!" Zhao Qi waved his hands hastily, "That's not why I came to you."

The ginseng spirit looked surprised, "Then why did you come to see me?"

Zhao Qi's expression was very strange. She said embarrassedly, "I came to make friends with you."

"No, no, no!" The ginseng spirit said in fear, "We are cultivating immortality..."

"Don't get me wrong!" Zhao Qi interrupted him hastily, explaining, "I just want to be your friend and neighbor."

"I used my savings over the years, as well as the money Brother Zhan Ying gave me recently, to rent a piece of land at the foot of the mountain, right next to Zhan Ying's grave. I plan to build a small courtyard and live in it."

"A cemetery?" The ginseng spirit admired the woman's courage. "Aren't you afraid?"

"Of course not! Zhan Ying is my best friend, no matter if she is a human or a ghost, she is still my best friend."

The ginseng spirit nodded. The woman was already planning to build a house at the foot of the mountain, and he couldn't get rid of this neighbor who had come to his doorstep.

After Mei Ling'er hung up the video, she went to the bathroom. When she came back, she saw that it was still early, so she continued to draw the destined person.

999 lucky bags were snapped up in one second.

The winner is [Shuyuan (Renovation Version)]

"Congratulations to [Shuyuan (Decorated Version)] for winning the lottery. I'm sending you the live broadcast connection request now, please check it out."

The video was quickly connected, and on the other side of the screen appeared a cute woman with a slightly plump round face and a fat bald man. The bald man wore black-framed glasses and had a gloomy face.

"Jianxing, I drew Master Ling's fortune. Pinch me quickly. Is this true?" the woman said excitedly.

Hearing this, the man beside her followed her instructions and twisted her arm with his hand.

The woman cried out, "Ah, it hurts! This is real!" She exhaled and smiled, "I'm not dreaming."

[This father is so serious. He is so cruel to his daughter. Doesn't he feel any pain at all? ]

The lovely woman introduced herself, "Hello, Master Ling. My name is Zheng Shuyuan." She raised her right hand, palm up, fingertips pointing toward the man. "This is my fiancé: Zhang Jianxing."

【I wish you a speedy marriage and a long life together! 】

[I brought my fiancé to tell my fortune. Are you looking for a marriage? 】

[Is the person above stupid? If it were a matter of fate, they would definitely avoid each other. This girl is obviously motivated by something else.]

Zheng Shuyuan smiled awkwardly and explained hurriedly: "I'm not asking about marriage, please don't misunderstand." She looked at her fiancé Zhang Jianxing nervously, and the other's face looked very ugly.

The woman was feeling very anxious, her fingers twisted together into a knot.

Mei Ling'er: "Since it's not about marriage, then what do you want to calculate?"

"It's a murder."