After surviving my ordeal, I learned that the school beauty had given birth to twins for me.

Chapter 170: Truly a master, regarding money as dirt.

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face again, and her shoulders trembled, making her look exceptionally pitiful.

Jiang Xinlan looked at her pale and haggard face, and the dark circles under her eyes, and her heart softened immediately.

She quickly helped Zhuo Nianxi up: "Get up, don't be like this. Come in and sit down."

"Thank you, Miss Jiang! Thank you, Miss Jiang!" Zhuo Nianxi quickly expressed her gratitude and followed Jiang Xinlan into the living room.

Shen Yu was sitting on the sofa, playing with Lego with Niannian and Guigui. Hearing footsteps, he looked up and his gaze fell on Zhuo Nianxi.

He frowned at just one glance.

His divine sense automatically expanded, clearly perceiving that the yin energy within Zhuo Nianxi's body had invaded her lungs and internal organs, with wisps of black resentment entwining her internal organs.

If this continues for another three days, the yin energy will completely erode her soul, and then there will be no cure.

Moreover, that ghost slave carries the aura of an evil cultivator. If left unchecked, it will only become more ferocious once it has drained Zhuo Nianxi's life essence, and may even run away to harm more people.

Shen Yu had made up his mind, but his face remained expressionless.

"Brother-in-law," Shen Zixuan said cautiously, leaning closer.

"Zhuo Nianxi is really pitiful, please help her. I promise I'll never make you angry again, and I'll do whatever you ask."

Shen Yu put down the Lego bricks in his hand and wiped his hands.

He glanced at Zhuo Nianxi, then at Shen Zixuan's pleading eyes, and nodded slightly: "Alright. I'll go with you."

"Great!" Shen Zixuan jumped up excitedly.

Overjoyed, Zhuo Nianxi wept and bowed deeply to Shen Yu, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Shen! Thank you so much! I will never forget your great kindness!"

Just then, the doorbell rang urgently.

When Jiang Xinlan opened the door, she saw a middle-aged man in a custom-made suit with a powerful aura standing at the entrance, followed by two tall bodyguards.

The man's hair was neatly combed, but his face was full of anxiety and exhaustion. He was Zhuo Nianxi's father, Zhuo Hongyuan.

Seeing Zhuo Nianxi inside, Zhuo Hongyuan finally felt relieved.

He strode in, bowed deeply to Shen Yu and Jiang Xinlan, his waist bent at almost a ninety-degree angle.

"Mr. Shen, Ms. Jiang, I'm so sorry to bother you like this."

His voice was hoarse with barely concealed gratitude.

"I am Zhuo Hongyuan, Zhuo Nianxi's father. My daughter is ignorant and has caused you so much trouble. As her father, I feel really bad about it."

It turned out that after leaving the party venue, Zhuo Nianxi called Zhuo Hongyuan and told him about Shen Zixuan saving her. Zhuo Hongyuan immediately dropped everything he was doing and drove over.

"Mr. Zhuo, there's no need to be so polite." Shen Yu nodded slightly and gestured to the sofa beside him. "Please sit down."

Zhuo Hongyuan quickly waved his hand: "No need, no need, I can stand. Mr. Shen, I know you are a wise man who doesn't care about material possessions."

"But if you can save my daughter, I, Zhuo Hongyuan, am willing to give you anything! Whatever money or thing you want, as long as I can do it, I will do it without hesitation!"

As he spoke, he took out a pre-prepared check from his bag and handed it to Shen Yu with both hands:

"Here's fifty million, just a small token of my appreciation. Once things are settled, I'll give you another fifty million! Also, I have a villa and a Maybach in the hillside suburbs of Beijing; I'll send them over to you!"

Shen Yu didn't even glance at the check, and said indifferently:

"I don't want the money. Once this matter is resolved, you can donate this 50 million to the National Anti-Trafficking Charity Foundation."

"Huh?" Zhuo Hongyuan was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded.

"Alright, alright! No problem! Don't even mention fifty million, I'd donate a hundred million! Tomorrow I'll personally go to the Charity Federation and donate one hundred and twenty million! The extra twenty million is my way of accumulating good karma for my daughter!"

He admired Shen Yu even more.

Countless people would kill to make money off Zhuo Hongyuan, but this young man, faced with the temptation of 50 million, didn't even blink an eye and even asked him to donate it to charity.

He truly is a master, regarding money as dirt.

Shen Yu stood up, picked up his coat, and said, "Let's go, let's go to your house now. The sooner we resolve this, the better. Dragging it out isn't good for her health."

"Oh! Good! Good!" Zhuo Hongyuan was overjoyed and quickly stepped aside to lead the way. "The car is outside, I'll take you there! Mr. Shen, this way please!"

Zhuo Nianxi quickly stood up and followed behind Shen Yu. As she passed Shen Zixuan, she secretly tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Thank you."

Shen Zixuan blushed and scratched his head: "You're welcome. Come on, I'll go with you to give you courage."

Jiang Xinlan watched their retreating figures and couldn't help but smile. She turned to Shen Yu and said, "Be careful on the road and come back soon."

"Don't worry." Shen Yu turned around, smiled gently at her, and said, "I'll be back soon."

The group stepped out of their house, the afterglow of the setting sun casting long shadows on them.

Zhuo Hongyuan walked at the front, his steps light and quick, and a long-lost smile finally appeared on his face.

He knew that as long as Shen Yu intervened, his daughter would be safe and sound.

The Zhuo family's hillside villa is located in the most expensive area of ​​Beijing. The entire villa is made of glass curtain walls and decorated in a modern and luxurious style. There is also a private swimming pool and garden in the yard.

But as soon as you push open the door, a bone-chilling cold rushes out.

It was supposed to be the height of summer with temperatures over 30 degrees Celsius, but the room felt as cold as the dead of winter; your breath would turn into white mist.

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood and decay, making one want to vomit.

The crystal chandelier in the living room was clearly on, but it emitted an eerie bluish light that made people's faces turn pale.

In the center of the living room, the gilded floor mirror was covered with a thick black velvet cloth, and various yellow talismans were pasted all around it.

However, those yellow talismans had already turned black and curled up, with even scorch marks on the edges, clearly indicating that they had long been eroded by yin energy and had lost their effectiveness.

"It's this mirror." Zhuo Hongyuan pointed to the mirror, his voice tinged with barely concealed fear.

"Ever since this mirror came into our home, there has never been a moment of peace. We can always hear a woman crying at night, coming from the other side of the mirror. Our German Shepherd barks wildly at the mirror and refuses to come near the living room."

I invited several masters over, but one of them turned and ran away as soon as he entered, saying the thing inside was too ferocious. Another one bravely began his ritual, but as soon as he took out his peach wood sword, he was thrown back by a force, vomited blood several times, and is still in the hospital.

Zhuo Nianxi gripped Shen Zixuan's arm tightly, trembling all over, not daring to lift her head or look at the mirror.

Shen Zixuan was also a little scared, and subconsciously pulled her behind him, clenching his fists.

Shen Yu walked up to the mirror and stopped.

He didn't immediately lift the velvet cloth, but instead closed his eyes slightly.

His divine sense slowly spread out, enveloping the entire mirror.

An extremely cold and venomous aura emanated from the mirror, carrying a strong smell of blood and a desperate resentment.

This aura is not native to the local Yin energy; it carries a distinct exotic style, with a chilling yet dark sense of ritual mixed in.

Shen Yu opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly.

He reached out and ripped off the black velvet cloth covering the mirror.