The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Thus, he clenched his jaw and picked the corpse up.

Gu Beicheng carried the corpse on his back and descended the mountain together with Lin Mingxi, leaving An Xiaoning alone in the cave with the spirits.

Apart from the night luminescent pearl, there was nothing else inside the coffin. An Xiaoning then put the lid back on.

“What must you guys do in order to leave this place?”

“We can leave anytime we’d like.”

“I thought it’d be impossible for you to leave...” An Xiaoning murmured in shock.

“No, we were just abiding by Master’s commands.”

“Come with me then,” said An Xiaoning.

On the way back, Gu Beicheng took over the wheel while Lin Mingxi rode in the passenger’s seat, paralyzed by fear and anxiety.

An Xiaoning sat in the back seat, next to the corpse.

The cap had managed to keep his entire face obscured.

“Xiaoning, do we head back to the family mansion straight?” Gu Beicheng asked.

“No, go to Wei Ni Estate,” she answered, staring at the front.

“Why?”

“I have my own plans.”

A silence filled the air.

This can’t be a coincidence. This man is very likely to be Jin Qingyan’s incarnate in his previous lifetime, and the spirits probably called me “Miss Jin” because I knew Jin Qingyan in his previous life... An Xiaoning thought to herself.

She could not wrap her head around such an absurd and unbelievable phenomenon.

It truly felt like a dream.

They soon arrived in the center of the city.

An Xiaoning took out her mobile phone and dialed Jin Qingyan’s mobile number, which she knew like the back of her hand.

Jin Qingyan was in the midst of having breakfast when he received the unexpected call from An Xiaoning.

After staring at his mobile phone for a few seconds to make sure that he wasn’t seeing things, he answered, “Miss me already?”

“I’ll be arriving at Wei Ni Estate in about fifteen minutes. I hope your doors will be wide open when I arrive.”

Jin Qingyan’s eyes lit up in surprise and joy. “Not only will the doors of my house be open, but the doors to my heart will also be open for you.”

Beep... Beep... Beep...

She hung up on me?

Jin Qingyan sprung up from his seat and left the house gleefully.

“Hurry and open the gate.”

“Yes, Young Sir.”

Jin Qingyan stretched his arms above his head, grinning widely from ear to ear.

“Young Sir, weren’t you planning to rest at home today? Are you going out again?” asked Fan Shixin, who was in the midst of his morning jog.

“No, Xiaoning called me just now to say that she would be arriving at Wei Ni Estate soon. She wants me to open the gate and doors.”

“Hehehe. Is Ms. An playing a prank on you?” Fan Shixin said with a chuckle.

“Would you like to have a bet with me? If she’s not pranking me, you shall run another ten rounds around the estate.”

Shaking his head profusely, Fan Shixin refused, “I’m not going to make such a bet. I’m sure Ms. An has better things to do than to play a prank on you.”

“Hmph, if she dares to fool me, I’ll behead her.”

“...”

Less than twenty minutes later, Jin Qingyan caught sight of a car entering his yard. Why was it Gu Beicheng’s car?

He strode toward the car quickly, after which An Xiaoning alighted and stared at him with her mouth gaping and her eyes wide open.

“Is there something on my face?” he asked, giving his nose a light rub.

“No...” An Xiaoning saw the spirits latching onto Jin Qingyan’s body...

“Why are you here at my doorstep early in the morning, and with your family?” Jin Qingyan asked with a smile.

“Ahem...” She waved at the spirits and said, “Come down, you guys.”

“You guys?” Jin Qingyan questioned with a squint.

“There are a few spirits latching onto your body.”

“Get down,” Jin Qingyan bellowed.

It worked.

An Xiaoning smiled and said, “How obedient.”

Jin Qingyan was filled with joy at the sight of her smile. “Just what’s the matter?”

“There’s a corpse in the car. Get your men to bring it to the living room.”

“...”

“Didn’t you hear what I said?”

“My house is not a funeral parlor.”

“I know. I’ll tell you the rest later. Hurry and instruct your subordinates to do as I instructed.”

Without another word, Jin Qingyan waved at Xiao Huang and ordered, “Bring two men here.”

Two other bodyguards scurried toward him and asked, “Young Sir, what’s the matter?”

“Carry the corpse in the car to the living room.”

“Alright.” The two bodyguards proceeded accordingly.

“Place it on the couch,” An Xiaoning instructed.

“On the carpet.” Jin Qingyan did not wish to have a corpse lying on his couch.

“The couch. Hurry, put it here,” An Xiaoning insisted, patting the couch.

Although he was peeved, Jin Qingyan decided to let it go and let her have her way so long as she was happy. After all, it was just a couch that could easily be replaced after the corpse was removed.

He had no idea why she decided to move the corpse to his house. What has it got to do with me?

Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai moved the corpse onto the couch, wondering if it belonged to an actor acting in a historical drama due to the fact that it was dressed in ancient clothing.

They dared not space out and immediately proceeded out of the living room.

“Who’s this?” Jin Qingyan asked.

“You’ll know after taking a look. Take that away,” said An Xiaoning, pointing at the cap on the corpse’s head.

Jin Qingyan was not afraid at all and removed the cap without hesitation.

A silence filled the air in the living room all of a sudden.

Gu Beicheng and Lin Mingxi were dumbfounded. So was Jin Qingyan. “This...” he muttered, tongue-tied and flabbergasted.

“He’s the owner of the coffin that the archeological team wanted me to have a look at. He looks exactly identical to you. I think he’s your incarnate from you previous lifetime. Another version of you from centuries ago. We didn’t manage to enter the cave last night, but the spirits visited me in my dreams. I then headed to the mountain together with Beicheng and Mingxi before daybreak.”

Without uttering a word, Jin Qingyan stood beside the couch and scrutinized the corpse, which was a mirror of him.

After careful observation, Jin Qingyan looked at Gu Beicheng and said, “I hope you won’t spread a word about this.”

“Rest assured, I won’t do that. Xiaoning trusts us completely.”

Jin Qingyan smiled and said, “You do have a conscience, after all.”

Gu Beicheng and Lin Mingxi finally understood why An Xiaoning wanted to bring the corpse to Jin Qingyan’s place. In the event that the archeologists were to manage to destroy the spirits with the help of a medium, they’ll definitely discover the corpse inside the coffin.

Given how the millennium-old coffin was perfectly intact and how the corpse looked identical to Jin Qingyan, the incident would surely become groundbreaking news.

By then, there would inevitably be all sorts of speculations.

That would attract unnecessary attention and bring about trouble.

An Xiaoning had made the right decision.

“I’ll leave it to you guys to handle the rest of the matter, we’ll get going first,” said Gu Beicheng.

“Alright, it’s snowing. Drive carefully,” An Xiaoning cautioned.

Gu Beicheng nodded and left together with Lin Mingxi, hand in hand.

Fan Shixin recovered from the shock he received and asked An Xiaoning, “What do we do if it comes back to life?”

“The spirit of the corpse has already reincarnated into this person over here. How could it possibly come back to life?” said An Xiaoning, pointing at Jin Qingyan.

“You’re right,”

“Shixin, go get a coffin that’s of superior quality. Now. Immediately,” Jin Qingyan instructed.

“Alright.”

“His subordinates have been guarding his coffin. They’re those spirits who were latching onto you earlier. They’re standing right here,” said An Xiaoning, pointing at the coffee table. Although Jin Qingyan saw no one in sight, he knew that they existed, simply because An Xiaoning had said so.