Family Of Ghosts-Chapter 4

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Chapter 4: He Is Ye Xiao

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations 𝙛𝚛𝙚ewe𝗯𝓃𝗼ѵ𝚎Ɩ.𝒄o𝐦

The photo became extremely sticky and Cen Pan could not shake it off no matter how hard she tried. She was so anxious that she wanted to cry, and the figures of her family were slowly fading away.

“Pan Pan, you will know how good he is in the future. Remember to listen to him.”

Grandma’s voice lingered in her ears. Cen Pan reached out sadly to grab the corner of her shirt, but she grabbed nothing again. When she opened her eyes again, it was already morning.

Was it a dream?

Cen Pan touched the corner of her wet eyes and felt something strange in her hands. Her eyes widened instantly.

Ye Xiao’s photo!

She abruptly flung the photo away and jumped off the bed to wash up. Only then did her pounding heart gradually calm down.

Never mind. Life had to go on. She had to get to work first.’

Before leaving, Cen Pan glanced at the bright sunlight outside and hesitated for a while before putting her raincoat into her bag.

Anyway, it did not take up much space. Her father had specifically reminded her last night to just do as he said, even though she herself felt that she might have thought too much.

“Beep—” The bus horn sounded. Cen Pan shook her head and jumped onto the bus. She found a seat near the window at the back and sat down.

It would take a total of fifty minutes to get from her rented apartment to the company. Although it would take longer, the ticket price was one yuan and it was convenient.

She had to pay for her brother’s medical expenses. The rent near the corporation was too expensive and she could not afford it.

Fortunately, everything was better now.

As Cen Pan was deep in thought, she noticed the darkening sky outside the car window. She opened her mouth in shock.

“Rumble, rumble.” Thunder rumbled in the sky. In less than two minutes, it started to rain heavily. Thunder rumbled and a strong wind blew. The bridge in front of them was quickly filled with water and cars were unable to pass through.

The bus screeched to a halt under everyone’s worried gazes. The driver shrugged helplessly.

“We can’t go over. Let’s wait for the rain to stop. If anyone can’t wait, they can get off the car and walk over first. It’s not flooded up there.”

The passengers on the bus widened their eyes.

“Walk? How can we walk in such a heavy thunderstorm?”

“This damn weather, it was fine just now. I didn’t even bring an umbrella.”

Everyone complained. Only Cen Pan touched the raincoat in her bag.

It actually came in handy.

Looking at the thunderstorm outside and thinking about the harsh system of full-time work in the Ye Corporation, Cen Pan gritted her teeth and put on her raincoat. Under everyone’s envious and jealous gazes, she slowly got off the car.

Even if she had to walk, she had to reach the office on time.

The thunderstorm raged and the strong wind blew over Cen Pan’s raincoat and her hat. She wanted to cry but couldn’t. She grabbed the brim of her hat and mumbled softly.

“Can’t it be smaller? I’m going to be blown away.”

She was about to walk up the sky bridge against the wind when a black Rolls-Royce pulled through the traffic and stopped at her feet.

The rain gradually lessened. Cen Pan wiped the water off her face and looked at the car in front of her in shock.

The car door opened and a handsome figure in a black suit appeared in front of her.

“Get in the car.” The man’s voice was low and magnetic, like the sound of an elegant cello, and moving one’s heart.

Cen Pan’s pupils dilated. Without a word, she turned and ran.

He was Ye Xiao!

However, no matter how she ran, the path under her feet did not change at all. She turned back and her eyes widened in anger.

Ye Xiao was holding onto the back of her raincoat while looking at her calmly.

No wonder she couldn’t run.

When he saw her turn around, Ye Xiao’s expression was indifferent and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He exerted a little force and pulled her to the car door. His clear voice sounded so cold that it was as if it could freeze the surrounding air and suppress one’s soul.

“I said, get in the car.”

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