Xiao Heng looked calmly at Ding Chen Tai, with a leisurely demeanor, as if watching a clown, "I acquired the house through legitimate means. I should actually thank you. If you hadn't continuously bothered Mr. and Mrs. Meng Jiang, they wouldn't have sold the house to me."
"Meng Jiang resents me, I admit that, but where have you taken her soul?"
Ding Chen Tai's eyes widened, bloodshot and terrifying.
Meng Jingyi, who was pretending to sleep, had long been awake but kept her eyes closed. Listening to Ding Chen Tai's words, her palms were covered in cold sweat. What was this man trying to do with her soul? Could he have sensed something unusual?
Could Xiao Heng handle it?
As she was worrying, she heard Xiao Heng sneer, "She has been gone for so long; her soul should have already entered reincarnation. Even if she hadn't left, she probably wouldn't want to see you again. Her not seeing you is perfectly normal."
