Four Years Ago, Her Husband Cheated on Her Body - Chapter 35.2
“Delayed for two years?” Jia Qiao, upholding a pragmatic attitude, confirmed again.
Gao Wenhao’s expression became even more pained, but he remained persistent and continued to talk to Jia Qiao. “Don’t misunderstand, I know I’m not high enough in status for you. I came to find you this time just to ask… well, could you let me see Xiao Lu?”
See “Xiao Lu” (Little Deer)?
Go to the zoo.
He only had a dog at home, no deer.
Jia Qiao was about to refuse when he looked down and saw a message from Zhu Nanyu.
Zoa: When he says ‘Xiao Lu,’ he probably means Lu Min.
Zoa: I don’t know how he knows Lu Min. It’s best to test him first. Say what I tell you.
Jia Qiao understood. He pretended to be cold and said, “I don’t know any Xiao Lu.”
As expected, Gao Wenhao quickly added, “His name is Lu Min! As far as I know, he is working as a butler at your place. Last time… last time I saw him in the news report about your kidnapping.”
“Oh.” Jia Qiao glanced at the screen, pretended to think for two minutes, and then spoke slowly, “There is such a person.”
“I want to see him!” Gao Wenhao’s tone became urgent. “I beg you, let me see him once. I have something very important to say to him!”
“If you want to see Lu Min, you should make an appointment with him yourself. I am just his employer; I have no right to restrict his social life.” Jia Qiao looked up at the blackboard, his tone extremely cold. “If you’re done talking, please leave.”
“…”
Gao Wenhao hesitated, but realizing Jia Qiao wouldn’t pay him any more attention, he stood up dejectedly and left his seat.
Seeing the man was far away, Jia Qiao picked up his phone, put it to his ear, and whispered, “Hey, did you get any results from the test?”
“Yes.” On the other end of the line, Zhu Nanyu’s voice was heavy. “I know who he is now.”
Anyone who knew even a little about Zhu Nanyu knew he was cautious and suspicious.
Long before this, Zhu Nanyu had investigated Lu Min and stripped his background completely bare.
Lu Min himself didn’t have any issues; he just had a bitter life.
As a child, he became mute because a high fever wasn’t treated in time. His parents then had a healthy younger brother and treated their disabled eldest son with extreme neglect.
Fortunately, Lu Min was naturally big-hearted. Even being mistreated by his parents didn’t make him twisted or gloomy; instead, he actively planned for his own life.
Because he was mute and had no family support, Lu Min didn’t have many choices.
Luckily, he was industrious and could endure hardship.
Some people figured that a mute would keep their mouth shut and wouldn’t gossip and anger their employers, so they introduced him to work in wealthy households.
Lu Min was quick-handed and very obedient, and the employer’s family was very satisfied with him.
After being together for a long time, he became somewhat close to them—especially the “Eldest Young Master” of the house, Gao Wenhao.
When he arrived back home after school, Jia Qiao listened to Zhu Nanyu tell the story and finally remembered who Gao Wenhao was.
Back when Lu Min came to the house for an interview, his injuries hadn’t even fully healed. He had cautiously asked if he could get an advance on his wages to pay off a debt.
At that time, Jia Qiao only wanted someone to manage the housework. There were many choices besides Lu Min, and he didn’t want to take on trouble, so he required Lu Min to give a brief explanation of the reason.
Because of that, he knew that Lu Min had been assaulted by the employer’s son while working at his previous job. He was forced to jump out of a second-story window and broke his left leg.
The employer not only refused to pay for medical expenses but instead blamed him for seducing their son, demanding compensation for emotional and reputational damage.
Lu Min had no power or influence and was mute; he was covered in “dirty water.”
Thankfully, he met Jia Qiao later, who resolved those groundless debts.
Jia Qiao tried to summarize, “So, that Gao Wenhao is Lu Min’s ex?”
“Jiaojiao, don’t stigmatize the word ‘ex’.” Zhu Nanyu rubbed Jia Qiao’s hair, taking the opportunity to correct his wife’s romantic concepts. “An ‘ex’ is at least someone who was once part of a mutually loving couple. In their situation, they should be called victim and perpetrator.”
Jia Qiao nodded, seemingly understanding but still a bit confused. He looked at Zhu Nanyu blankly. “After we broke up, did we count as ‘exes’?”
“…” The warmth in Zhu Nanyu’s eyes instantly dropped to the freezing point, as if he were about to freeze Jia Qiao solid.
Jia Qiao felt an intense sense of pressure. Before he could take the words back, he heard Zhu Nanyu whisper in his ear, “We don’t count. You will never have the chance to bring up breaking up.”
Just then, Lu Min came in from outside leading Qiao. He immediately saw Zhu Nanyu leaning against his master.
Zhu Nanyu’s eyes were gloomy, and he was forcibly holding Jia Qiao in his arms.
Jia Qiao’s face was paler than usual, and his gaze was drifting; he was clearly having his “Yang energy” sucked away by the male ghost.
“!!!”
Lu Min immediately let go of the leash and rushed over. He took a handful of something out of his pocket and threw it all over Zhu Nanyu, trying to drive away this evil spirit and rescue his master.
“Lu Min, you…” Jia Qiao saw Lu Min and wanted to tell him about what happened during the day.
Halfway through his sentence, Zhu Nanyu picked up the roasted beans and the cross from his body and returned them to Lu Min with a smile. “I’ve disappointed you again. I am neither an evil spirit nor a vampire. These things… are useless against me.”
Lu Min trembled with rage. He opened his spiral notebook and began writing furiously:
‘I don’t care what kind of ghost you are, stay away from my master! Don’t suck his Yang energy anymore!’
‘His Yang energy was already weak to begin with!!!’
“…?” Jia Qiao felt it was bizarre.
Where did the conclusion that his “Yang energy was weak” come from?
Zhu Nanyu deliberately leaned against Jia Qiao, his eyes full of fluid emotion. “That won’t do. I can only live… by sucking his Yang energy~”
“…???”
Explain clearly first—what exactly is this ‘Yang energy’ you want to suck?!
Lu Min was still a “virgin” and didn’t think of the “not suitable for children” aspect; he stubbornly believed Zhu Nanyu was like the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, someone who would consume Jia Qiao’s life by sucking out his vital energy.
He gave Jia Qiao a look of grief and indignation and made a serious promise:
‘Master, hold on! I will find the most powerful Taoist priest to save you.’
“Lu Min, he isn’t… a ghost.” Before Jia Qiao could finish, Lu Min rushed out again like a whirlwind, likely going off to invite some gods to possess him.
Zhu Nanyu casually opened some webpage, which clearly displayed Lu Min’s recent search history:
#What to do if my master’s partner has been dead for a long time and then he brings back an identical-looking ghost?# #How to drive away a ghost# #How to drive away a ghost with high-level magic# #How to drive away a powerful, fearless evil spirit# #What to do if an evil spirit has my master completely infatuated, losing his mind and sense of reality#
“He seems to be going crazy.” Jia Qiao gave Zhu Nanyu a shove. “Go and explain things clearly.”
“I’ll talk about it in a couple of days,” Zhu Nanyu said dismissively. “Letting him research ghosts and gods is better than having him disgusted by that piece of trash Gao Wenhao.”
Jia Qiao was puzzled. “You aren’t going to tell him about Gao Wenhao? Why?”
“Because people are different. Not everyone has the courage to face the mad dog that bit them. Lu Min is the type who only hides away to lick his wounds.” Zhu Nanyu paused, then turned to ask, “If someone did something unforgivable to you, and after things calmed down they came back to pester you, what would you do?”
“Kill him.”
“Then…” Zhu Nanyu gazed at him, his fingertips curling slightly, as he tested the waters with a trace of nervousness. “What if that person was me?”
Jia Qiao was silent for a moment. After considering it for a long while, he answered, “It would depend… on exactly what you did.”
In his subconscious, Jia Qiao felt that Zhu Nanyu and Gao Wenhao could not be compared.
However, if he compared them carefully, both of them had done something wrong and then come back wanting to pester him…
It seemed… the essential difference… wasn’t that big?
Wait, was Zhu Nanyu that mean to me?!!!