“President, the surveillance footage it’s gone.”
It’s over, it’s over. The surveillance is gone. Does that mean from now on he’ll have to live a life where he can’t take a single step out of the house? Sob sob… Wait? The surveillance is gone?
[Long live Seventh Brother! Thank you, Seventh Brother.]
Wonderful! Now he could go roaming around freely again!
While Qi Yu was overjoyed, Gu Yuheng’s face had darkened terribly, his peach-blossom eyes as cold as if dipped in ice.
“Gone? Is the security department just freeloading? The person was still in the building, and the surveillance footage just vanished?”
Li Min flinched, nearly dropping what he was holding. Gu Yuheng rarely got this angry, today was the first time since Li Min had started working here.
Seeing Gu Yuheng so furious, Qi Yu felt conflicted. The security department had essentially taken the blame for him, and his conscience felt a bit uneasy.
Seeing Li Min with his head lowered, he extended a branch and slowly wound it around Gu Yuheng’s fingers, gently soothing him, as if to say: Don’t be angry anymore.
Gu Yuheng sighed softly and stroked his beloved little rose.
“We’ll let it go this time. There won’t be a second occurrence.” He also vaguely sensed that something was off about the whole thing.
Li Min nodded hurriedly and withdrew.
Only one person and one flower remained in the office.
“How’s my baby feeling? Does it still hurt?” Gu Yuheng looked at the little rose with concern.
What? He’d just taken a nap of course it didn’t hurt. Qi Yu was baffled, but he answered obediently anyway: “It doesn’t hurt.” As he spoke, the little rose even nodded, as if to confirm it.
Absolutely adorable.
Considering how absurd today’s events had been, Gu Yuheng didn’t want to leave the little rose outside any longer, so before quitting time, he carried the rose and left work early.
President Gu, having left early, first brought the little rose home. In the villa, the botanist had already arrived and was standing by.
Although Gu Yuheng knew his little rose wasn’t an ordinary plant, after everything that had happened, he still couldn’t rest easy, so he’d called the expert over. Only after confirming everything was fine did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
That night, Qi Yu was cultivating by the window.
This spot was something he’d negotiated long and hard with Gu Yuheng to get.
The night was slightly cool. Moonlight streamed through the window, adding a touch of sweetness and serenity to the darkness.
Outside the window, rose bushes swayed in the evening breeze. Before them, a white figure flickered in and out of sight.
Qi Yu suddenly felt a chill of unease. He spread his spiritual sense outward and his whole body shuddered. It took him a long while to swallow his scream.
[00007! What, what is THAT?] His voice stuttered with fear, he was clearly terrified.
The white figure that had been flickering in and out of sight suddenly drifted right up to him, figure and flower separated by nothing but a single pane of glass.
Before Qi Yu’s eyes was a transparent, non-human being dressed in white, its hair so long it hid its face. All he could see was its mouth opening and closing as it said something and it even reached out a hand, trying to grab him.
The little rose trembled.
Heaven-spirits, earth-spirits, demons and monsters, go away! Go away!
Perhaps seeing how badly the little rose was trembling, the white figure leaned in close against the glass window. Its white clothes hung off its body in tatters, its long, messy hair covering its face at a glance. But because of its movement, one eye was slightly exposed, pressed against the glass, gazing greedily at the proudly standing rose before it, looking for all the world like a vengeful ghost.
Qi Yu saw that he couldn’t get in, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. [Seventh Brother, come out quick! What’s going on? Do ghosts really exist in this world? And in the villain boss’s home, no less could Gu Yuheng have done something illegal?] At the thought that Gu Yuheng might have killed someone, Qi Yu felt a wave of discomfort.
No, that couldn’t be. Gu Yuheng was such a good person, he would never do those things. There must be some misunderstanding.
[Hm, how can there be a spirit in this world?] 007 asked, puzzled.
[A spirit? What’s that?]