The Time Hasn’t Come (II)

Mu Rongcheng's gloomy face turned black immediately!

The word 'possessed' sounded very awful.

Wang Zhan immediately broke out in cold sweat! He stammered, "I was saying… Her soul will return to her body, uh, uh, uh, the unity of a body and a soul! Yes! The unity of a body and a soul!"

Mu Rongcheng looked away, then instructed, "Keep an eye on Xu Shihan. Before this succeeds, I don't want the instrument to be damaged at all. Once Old Ghost Huang is found, we must ask him to carry out another ritual."

"Master, I'll go make the arrangements if you have no more orders," Wang Zhan quickly nodded and replied.

"Arrange a job position for me at any one of the subsidiary companies under the group," Mu Rongcheng frowned as he added.

He was beginning to feel irritated about Bai Wei nagging that he was jobless.

Wang Zhan immediately understood that Mu Rongcheng decided not to act like a rich playboy anymore. However, Mu Rongcheng's real identity was too sensitive, so it was best to give him a decent job title.

Furthermore, the nature of the job had to be relaxing because he could not be reporting to work every day.

"I can assign you to an assistant manager's role at Lifelong Trust Real Estate. We've also purchased a network technology company recently, and the CEO's position is still vacant, what do you…"

Mu Rongcheng looked at Wang Zhan like he was looking at a fool. "My first role will be a CEO?"

Wang Zhan forced a smile to flatter him. "Master, won't the other positions lower your status? If you're worried about being suspected, we can purchase a small company and say that you're self-employed. Nobody will be suspicious of that."

The second-generation rich liked spending their extra money to buy a random company so that they could become bosses. Putting profits aside, they did it because it made them look good.

Wang Zhan's idea was suitable for Mu Rongcheng's public image.

"Arrange it then." Mu Rongcheng did not look at him anymore. He leaned against the couch and lit another cigarette.

Wang Zhan dared not stay any longer because he knew that Mu Rongcheng was in a bad mood, thus he left the room to prevent himself from being unfortunate.

Mu Rongcheng was restless.

He walked to the table with the cigarette between his fingers, then picked up a frame—

The person in the picture was Su Zi, who looked much younger than her actual age, and the student outfit she wore made her look so innocent.

Mu Rongcheng breathed heavily as he stared at the girl in the picture who smiled brightly.

'Su Zi, where exactly are you…' He wondered.

...

It was dark and lonely at night with only the sound of crickets for company.

Mu Zi did not sleep well on her first night in the small bungalow.

She dreamt of the midsummer night she died, where the stars in the sky dazzled.

It had been her first wedding anniversary with Mu Zening.

He had not relaxed for a long time due to the crisis in his company. Perhaps it was because he wanted to compensate her that he suddenly decided to hold a party on his luxurious yacht, and invited some of their close friends and relatives.

The yacht was at the center of the river where everyone gathered for a good time.

Mu Zi's assistant, Qiao Jingjia, looked for her and told her that Mu Zening had prepared a mysterious gift for her at the front of the yacht.

Mu Zi headed to the front, but seeing as Mu Zening was not there yet, she stood by the railing and admired the night view while she waited.

However, she was pushed off the yacht…

She was hopelessly stupid.

Mu Zi had captured numerous criminals before, and she could not believe that she had been killed without knowing who the murderer was.

The dream made Mu Zi very uncomfortable.

She pressed her chest as she awoke, and saw countless hideous ghost faces floating in her room the instant she opened her eyes! They were fearsome and horrifying!

"Ahhh!—" Frightened, Mu Zi screamed at the top of her lungs!