"Ruoxue, didn't you say a friend was meeting you for lunch? And you ended up coming here, right?"

Outside the gate, an unfamiliar male voice questioned.

Through the somewhat peeling glass, Chu Qing saw the blurry figure outside the gate.

Dressed in a white suit, he was barely presentable.

It was clearly Lin Hengtian.

However, after a quick glance, Chu Qing's eyebrows raised slightly, revealing a look of interest.

The three people outside the gate evidently didn't notice Chu Qing's obscure gaze, and An Ruoxue's voice followed closely:

"Honey, don't be angry. Fang Ping said Chu Qing was feeling a bit down and asked me to come and talk some sense into him, and also to make him completely give up hope."

"So that's how it is? But speaking of which, what is that pretty boy Chu Qing doing in this cursed place?"

Lin Hengtian's voice rang out again.

"He said he came to be a gatekeeper. I felt sorry for him, so I gave him ten thousand as a breakup fee, hoping he wouldn't cause trouble anymore. You don't trust me, do you? Why did you follow me here?"

Hearing that An Ruoxue seemed a bit angry, Lin Hengtian's voice immediately softened:

"How could I? My mom came to take over, so I don't need to watch over the hospital anymore. My dad is still nagging about being discharged, it's really annoying.

I thought I'd come out for a meal with you and see your friend, but who knew you'd come to such a cursed place..."

At this point, Lin Hengtian turned his head and looked around, seemingly noticing the figure inside the guardhouse. He poked his head in:

"Damn it, what the hell is that idiot Chu Qing thinking? I always said artists' brains aren't quite normal. Coming to this cursed place to be a gatekeeper? Chu Qing! Chu Qing! Come out, if you dare!"

The guardhouse door was pushed open, and An Ruoxue's expression immediately became tense.

Sure enough, Chu Qing walked out holding a stack of banknotes:

"Young Master Lin, is there something you need?"

"Oh, so you, pretty boy, actually dared to come out? What did I say back then? If you just went to a KTV or nightclub to do this, I guarantee tens of thousands a month would be no problem."

Lin Hengtian's mouth curled into a sneer as he looked disdainfully at Chu Qing, especially at the ten thousand yuan in Chu Qing's hand. He paused and continued:

"If you meet a few rich women willing to spend money on you, hundreds of thousands a month wouldn't be a problem! If that doesn't work, I can even introduce you.

My dad knows several aunts in the business world who lack men but not money, and there are even a few male bosses who are into this sort of thing.

If you need it, I can introduce you. Who knows, our Lin family's business might even need your help to whisper sweet nothings! Hahaha!"

Chu Qing's upturned lips showed no change whatsoever. He continued to observe Lin Hengtian with keen interest, as if he hadn't paid any attention to what the other party was saying.

Meanwhile, Fang Ping, who was beside him, could no longer hold back. He walked directly forward and stood in front of Chu Qing:

"Lin Hengtian, what the hell are you saying?"

Lin Hengtian looked coldly at Fang Ping:

"What? You idiot want to fight me? Look at you, I heard you went to apply for a job at Huanyu Entertainment this morning?

Let me tell you, Zhao Yu, Uncle Zhao's son from Huanyu, is my buddy and childhood friend. You still want to work at Huanyu? Dream on! But..."

Looking at Fang Ping's flushed face, Lin Hengtian smiled:

"Zhao Yu and I registered an MCN company together. How about this, if you curse this pretty boy right now, I'll reserve the position of HR manager in that company for you. Annual salary starting at two hundred thousand, not including bonuses, how about it?"

He looked arrogantly at Fang Ping.

This was his most common tactic.

Under money, all love, friendship, and even family affection were nonsense.

He was accustomed to seeing these people groveling under the temptation of money.

Therefore, he looked at Fang Ping with anticipation.

Even Chu Qing looked at his friend from behind with interest.

Only An Ruoxue frowned, looking at Lin Hengtian with genuine displeasure for the first time.

Fang Ping's face turned even redder. He lunged forward abruptly, grabbing the latter by the collar:

"What's so great about having a few bucks? Without your old man, you're nothing! Damn it."

With that, he directly raised his fist and swung it towards Lin Hengtian's face.

This scene was unexpected for Lin Hengtian, and also for Chu Qing.

The former instinctively dodged,

while Chu Qing reached out and finally stopped Fang Ping.

He still maintained his expression, smiling as he looked at the somewhat flustered Lin Hengtian:

"Young Master Lin, you've shown off enough, and you've found the person you were looking for. Alright, take this money back and leave."

Looking at the stack of banknotes Chu Qing handed over, Lin Hengtian finally recovered from the previous situation. He slapped the ten thousand yuan back, and just as he was about to say something more, he suddenly felt a chill run through his body.

He didn't know why, but the cemetery in front of him seemed to have suddenly become much darker. Most importantly, an indescribable fear permeated his heart.

He forced himself to glare fiercely at Chu Qing and Fang Ping:

"I don't care about this small amount of money. Don't bother Ruoxue anymore. Wife, let's go."

With that, he deliberately hooked An Ruoxue's arm and quickly walked towards the main gate, getting into that exaggerated sports car.

As he opened the car door, he instinctively glanced into the cemetery. However, that single glance made his body, which had been standing in the warm sunlight, feel as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

He then quickly got into the car, stomped on the accelerator, and sped away.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?"

An Ruoxue looked at the distraught Lin Hengtian and asked in surprise.

Lin Hengtian's body seemed to be trembling at that moment. He suddenly slammed on the brakes on the road, then looked at An Ruoxue beside him in a panic:

"Ruoxue, that place has ghosts! Right next to Chu Qing, a ghost with an unclear face, only hair, and dressed all in white!"

Seeing the terror in Lin Hengtian's eyes, a hint of undetectable disdain flashed in An Ruoxue's eyes, but she still said softly:

"How can there be ghosts in this world? Besides, it's broad daylight. Have you been getting all jumpy lately from accompanying Dad?"

"No, Ruoxue, I really didn't lie to you!" Lin Hengtian explained anxiously:

"You'll see, that Chu Qing won't live much longer. How dare he be a gatekeeper in such a haunted place! But this is good too, he won't bother you anymore..."

"Good, this is good..."

Listening to Lin Hengtian's rambling and incoherent words, An Ruoxue said nothing. Her tender white hands continued to gently pat Lin Hengtian's back, seemingly comforting the man's fear.

However, in her eyes, which Lin Hengtian could not see, a deep, unresolvable coldness and undisguised disdain were already revealed.