Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 222 Summoned Again
Yang Nianqing reached out and did some calculations, converting the birth date and time into the Chinese calendar. It was the fifth day of the sixth month of the year Wuyin, at the hour of Wei (1:15 PM), only two days different from Fan Mixue's incorrect birth date and time. Could it be such a coincidence?

"What's wrong?" Su He asked, puzzled.

Yang Nianqing shook her head. "Wait a moment, let me calculate it." Yang Nianqing carefully calculated based on the birth chart. After more than ten minutes, Yang Nianqing frowned even more. According to the results she calculated, she felt that it was more similar to Fan Mixue's life story.

She even deduced that Su He's daughter's disappearance was not simple; it was very likely that, like her and Xu Daiqing, she had been switched at birth—a malicious act.

If Suhe's daughter really is Fan Michelle, Suhe would be even more devastated. The daughter she had been searching for for 18 years died so tragically, killed by her adoptive parents, and even became a vengeful ghost.

"Do you have a photo of your adopted daughter?" Yang Nianqing asked Su He.

Su He was taken aback. Why was Dong Sisi being brought up again? Su He shook her head and said, "I don't have any photos of her." Although she and Dong Sisi were nominally mother and daughter, their relationship wasn't good, so she didn't have any photos of Dong Sisi.

Ao Pan looked at Dong Juncong, "Hey, you surnamed Dong, do you have Dong Sisi's photo?" Isn't the father and daughter supposed to be very close? It's impossible that they don't even have a photo. Although she didn't know what Yang Nianqing wanted Dong Sisi's photo for, that was about all Dong Juncong could do.

Dong Juncong glanced at Su He'ao and then at Yang Nianqing, but ultimately said nothing. He then pulled up a photo of Dong Sisi on his phone.

Ao Pan looked at the photo of Dong Juncong and Dong Sisi and curled her lips in disdain. She kept talking about love and liking, but why didn't she see any photos of him with her Xiaohe?

Yang Nianqing zoomed in on Dong Sisi's face in the group photo, and then clicked on the photo of Fan Mixue's parents, Fan Yingyi and Shan Qiufang, which was featured in the recent trending topic. Yang Nianqing carefully compared their faces and features, and after a while, Yang Nianqing was basically certain that this Dong Sisi was indeed Fan Yingyi and Shan Qiufang's daughter.

Michelle Fan may indeed be Soho's daughter.

“Your daughter wasn’t lost by accident; she was deliberately switched. It’s even possible that it was done by your adopted daughter’s parents. This isn’t as simple as a baby swap.” Yang Nianqing placed the news in front of her.

Looking at the two middle-aged men and women who clearly resembled Dong Sisi, Su He was stunned. If that was really the case, then what had she been doing for the past 18 years? Letting Dong Sisi be her daughter in name only, she had actually been raising her enemy's daughter!
Su He read the news carefully, and the more she read, the colder she felt.

"Is this Fan Michelle my daughter?" Su He asked in a trembling voice. The time of death matched perfectly, and that face made her feel incredibly close to her.

Ao Pan gritted her teeth and punched the sofa. Fan Yingyi and Shan Qiufang were simply inhuman!

Fan Meini covered her mouth in shock. Su He was actually Fan's mother!

“It’s not entirely certain yet, but it’s basically correct. I’ll start the soul-summoning ceremony for your daughter right now, and all the speculations will be confirmed in a little while.” Yang Nianqing looked at Su He, who was on the verge of collapsing and fainting. “If your daughter really is Fan Mixue, then you should prepare yourself.”

Fan Mixue died unjustly, and now that she has a life on her hands, her vengeful ghost body has been baptized in blood, and she is probably even more vicious now. What's more, after Fan Mixue has taken her revenge, she still has to go to hell to be punished. How can Su He accept this?

Su He nodded stiffly. She didn't know why Yang Nianqing said that. She couldn't wait to see her daughter. She wanted to know how her daughter died. If it was really like what was written in the news, she would make Fan Yingyi and Shan Qiufang pay the price!
Yang Nianqing followed the same steps as when she summoned Fan Mixue's spirit that day. Dong Juncong looked at Yang Nianqing as if she were crazy, inwardly disdainful, thinking she looked like a charlatan. Su He was really grasping at straws in her desperation. He now seriously doubted whether this woman's claim that her daughter was dead was true.

"Born in the year of Wuyin, on the fifth day of the sixth month at the hour of Wei (1:15 PM), may the departed soul return swiftly!"

Meanwhile, at the Fan family home, Fan Yingyi and Shan Qiufang held their son in terror. They couldn't see anything, but the incessant shrill laughter was driving them crazy.

Fan Yingyi stood up, grabbed a knife, and waved it wildly in the air a few times. "Fan Mixue, if you want to die, then die completely! What are you doing bothering us?!" Fan Yingyi roared angrily.

"Ha ha ha ha………"

The expected answer did not appear; instead, the laughter grew louder, and at that moment, a knife floated in the air.

"Ah!!!" Shan Qiufang screamed in terror.

"Waaaaah..." Their son was also frightened and started crying.

"Don't come any closer!" Fan Yingyi shouted in terror, brandishing his knife.

The sharp laughter abruptly stopped, and the blade flew straight toward them.

"Ah!!!" The three of them screamed at the same time.

Meanwhile, Fan Mixue, who was out of sight of the three, suddenly felt a pulling force. Fan Mixue couldn't help but frown. No way, not again?

Before she could react, the force instantly pulled her away from the spot.

Fan Yingyi and Shan Qiufang stared in astonishment at the knife, which suddenly fell straight to the ground. The eerie laughter was gone. They exchanged a glance. What happened? Had Fan Mixue left?

When Fan Mixue opened her eyes again, she first looked at her body. Good heavens, she had turned into a little paper doll again!
"Hey beautiful lady, why did you call me here again? And why do you always pick the time when I'm taking my revenge? Do you have a grudge against me? Or are you trying to help them?" Fan Mixue, in her paper doll form, pointed at Yang Nianqing with her tiny paper hand and asked in a dangerous tone.

“It really is you, Fan Mixue,” Yang Nianqing said to the little paper figure.

Fan Michelle put her hands on her hips and said, "You invited me here yourself. Don't you know who I am?"

Yang Nianqing didn't speak, but just looked at the black evil aura emanating from Fan Mixue's soul. It was so thick that even the little paper doll's body couldn't bear it. Moreover, Fan Mixue was clearly affected by this evil aura. Now, her tone was not polite at all, her temper was particularly bad, and her tone was full of murderous intent.

"Why did you summon me here! I'm very busy, don't you know that!" Fan Mixue asked dangerously. She had scared the Fan family for so many days, and today she was preparing to close the net, but she was summoned again. Was this woman here specifically to ruin her plans?
"Don't be so aggressive! And don't speak so rudely in front of me. Fan Mixue, you've been influenced by the evil energy! You need to control yourself! You are the master of the evil energy, not the evil energy!" Even if you're going to be a vengeful ghost, you should at least be a powerful one.

Fan Mixue nodded haphazardly. She was too busy to listen to Yang Nianqing's long-winded speech.

"You were summoned here because your biological mother wanted to see you. At first, I wasn't sure if it would be you who was summoned," Yang Nianqing said, glancing at Su He behind Fan Mixue.

Dong Juncong stared in disbelief at everything, never expecting that what this woman had been saying was true, and that she had actually been possessed by his daughter's spirit.

Biological mother? Fan Mixue turned her head to look at her in confusion.

(End of this chapter)