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Only Su Guangchong looked at Wan Jiansi with some relief and joy.

For someone as aloof as Ah Si to kiss someone all night long, that must be true love, no doubt about it.

Ok.

I never thought I'd be alive to see him dating, that's great!

Wan Jiansi keenly sensed the eerie atmosphere in the room and frowned slightly.

Without asking further questions, he walked to the bedside and asked, "The old man is awake. How are you feeling?"

"I feel much better. I feel much lighter, not as heavy as before." Su Guangchong patted the blanket and looked at Su Xinghe. "Xinghe, did you help Grandpa dispel those nightmares?"

"It wasn't me." Su Xinghe quickly waved his hands, shaking his head vigorously. He dared not steal Wen Qi's credit, and pointed to Wen Qi, "It was Miss Wen who saved you!"

Su Guangchong looked at Wen Qi and happened to see her staring at Wan Jiansi.

A knowing glint flashed in his eyes, and he smiled as he asked, "And who is this?"

After speaking, his eyes darted back and forth between Wen Qi and Wan Jiansi.

It seems to be the little girl who kissed Ah Si.

He looks quite handsome and is a perfect match for Ah Si!

He thought he would never see Ah Si fall in love in his life, but he didn't expect to wake up to such a juicy story. How wonderful!

Wen Qi suppressed her awkwardness and looked away: "Wen Qi."

"Miss Wen is so young, yet she possesses such abilities. It is truly remarkable. I wonder which school or sect she comes from?" Su Guangchong has always believed in metaphysics.

"A minor sect, not worth mentioning. Old man, have you come into contact with anything unusual lately?"

"Something special?"

Su Guangchong looked bewildered.

Wen Qi further reminded: "For example, old objects, ornaments given by strangers, or strange things brought back from outside."

Su Guangchong frowned, thinking carefully for a long time: "Last month I found a bronze jue (a type of ancient Chinese wine vessel) in the old house's storeroom."

It looked antique and nicely displayed, so I took it back to my room as a decorative piece.

After that, I couldn't sleep well, had nightmares every night, and felt cold all over. I thought it was because I caught a cold.

As he spoke, he looked at the shelf not far away and asked in confusion, "Where did it go? Ah Si, did you move it?"

"No." Wan Jiansi shook his head.

Wen Qi and Su Xinghe exchanged a glance.

Su Xinghe got up, walked to the table, picked up a brocade box, opened it, and handed it to Su Guangchong: "Grandpa, is this it?"

Inside the brocade box lay a bronze jue (a type of ancient wine vessel), its patterns simple and unadorned.

"Yes, that's it." Su Guangchong recognized it at a glance, his face full of surprise. "How did it end up here?"

"This is what I found in the closet in my room last night."

After hearing Wen Qi's story last night, Su Xinghe searched the old man's room thoroughly.

"Who hid it?" Su Guangchong looked at Wan Jiansi, his face full of doubt.

Wan Jiansi also shook his head, saying that he never paid attention to the decorations in the room when he came over.

Su Guangchong also realized what was wrong, and his expression changed: "What's wrong with this thing?"

"Yes, this is an old item, it's considered unlucky, and keeping it in the room is bad for your health."

"Is the old man fully recovered?" Wan Jiansi asked.

Wen Qi glanced at him, recalling what happened in her dream.

I subconsciously moved a few steps to the side.

Su Xinghe: "..."

Wan Jiansi frowned even more deeply.

Wen Qi didn't reply to him, but looked at Su Guangchong and said, "Besides the bronze jue, there's also your own reason."

"My own reasons? I don't quite understand." Su Guangchong looked bewildered.

Su Xinghe added bluntly, "I'm asking Grandpa if you did anything wrong in the past that led to the accident."

Su Guangchong froze, lost in thought, his expression gradually becoming complex.