Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart Chapter 385: Never in This Lifetime!

"Qinglan!"

Shen Qinglan had just stepped into the Liuke Residence when a light blue figure flashed by, and her arm was tightly embraced.

"Weren’t you supposed to arrive yesterday? Why are you back only today?" Lan Ruo asked with smiling eyes.

"There was a bit of a delay!" Shen Qinglan smiled at her.

"Are you here to see , cousin?" Song Ting also approached with a smile.

Duan Yunfei glanced at him with a deep gaze, then clasped his hands toward Mu Jian and said, "Elder Mu, we ca today to ask for your help with sothing!"

"Oh?" Mu Jian sheathed his sword, "Young Master Duan, please speak plainly."

Duan Yunfei glanced at Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan understood, stepped forward, and said, "I have a friend whose mother has tuberculosis and would like to ask Elder Mu to co and have a look!"

"Tuberculosis?" Mu Jian frowned, "I’ve encountered this illness before, but it depends on the severity. If it’s been delayed too long, even an Immortal would find it hard to treat."

Shen Qinglan said, "Regardless of the outco, we would like Elder Mu to co and take a look first!"

"Very well." Mu Jian nodded, "I ask the young lady to lead the way!"

After Shen Qinglan expressed her thanks, she and Lan Ruo led the way.

"Who is that young lad? His looks could rival Young Master Duan’s!"

Lan Ruo glanced at Luo Zilin with curiosity and asked.

Shen Qinglan replied, "That’s Yunfei’s cousin, Luo Zilin."

"So he’s Young Master Duan’s cousin!" Lan Ruo realized, "No wonder he’s so handso."

Shen Qinglan raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "What? Planning to change your target?"

"How could that be?" Lan Ruo shook her head quickly, "Changing targets, that’s sothing impossible for in this lifeti!"

She liked Song Ting so much that it was to the core of her being. Even if soone a thousand tis better ca along, she wouldn’t waver.

"Uh... shouldn’t we take a carriage?"

Exiting the Duan Mansion, Song Ting couldn’t help but ask.

Shen Qinglan said, "It’s not far, no need for a carriage."

A gust of wind blew through the alley, making them shiver.

Lan Ruo sniffed as she walked and muttered, "The autumn in the Capital is really cold, comparable to the mountains!"

When they arrived at the courtyard where Ah Xiang and the others were, a middle-aged man happened to co over from the opposite side. Seeing them gathered at the door, seemingly about to enter, his face changed drastically, and he called out, "Please wait a mont!"

Startled, they stopped and looked at the man with curiosity.

The man was dressed in coarse cloth, tall and thin, appearing to be only about forty, yet under his eyes were deep wrinkles, and his hair was as ssy as if it hadn’t been washed for months.

Even when they were still a distance away, they could sll his strong odor of alcohol.

Shen Qinglan frowned.

However, Lan Ruo directly called out, "Who are you?"

"Uh..." The man stepped forward and peeked inside, cautiously saying, "This courtyard is infamous for being haunted. Every night there are cries heard, and those who were curious and visited often never returned. Please think twice before entering!"

Shen Qinglan’s eyes narrowed slightly. Ah Xiang had told her she never killed anyone, so the claim of people not returning was obviously a lie.

"Haunted house?" Lan Ruo’s eyes brightened, "Is there really a ghost inside?"

"Yes, yes!" the man nodded repeatedly, "It’s terrifying, I advise you all to not go in!"

Hearing this, Shen Qinglan curled her lips and said calmly, "Coincidentally, we’re here to catch a ghost."

"Huh?"

The man was stunned, yet there was a hint of tension in his eyes.