The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s

Chapter 1446: Nightmare (Part 8)

Past two in the morning.

Duan Qianyang was sleeping deeply and groggily when he suddenly received a call from an unknown number. Thinking it might be urgent business from his subordinates, he answered, only to hear his precious son asking him to go to an abandoned mortuary a few hundred meters from the city center hospital?

Mortuary?!

Duan Qianyang looked at the phone, then at the little alarm clock beside him.

His own son wants him to go to an abandoned mortuary in the middle of the night?!

Duan Qianyang licked his lips, rubbed his handsome uncle face hard, then asked as concerned as possible, "Xiaoxi, are you sleepwalking?"

"..." Xiu Xi.

Xiu Xi glanced at Ruan Hao, who was holding Jiaojiao beside him. Thinking of what he’d just said, he held back, resisting the urge to immediately hang up, and replied confidently, "Come to the mortuary, now, immediately, right away!" As soon as he said this, he hung up.

"..." Duan Qianyang.

The voice was so cold, it likely wasn’t sleepwalking.

Seeing how serious he was, and calling in the dead of night, it probably wasn’t a joke. Sleepiness vanished instantly. Though Duan Qianyang had no idea why his son wanted him at the abandoned mortuary in the middle of the night, he always prioritized his son’s requests. He immediately crawled out of bed. In the dead of night, it wasn’t suitable to wake the family driver, so he had to drive himself to the destination.

The area around the mortuary had very few homes. As a native of Beidu, Duan Qianyang usually only passed through this street. It was his first time heading there directly. He wasn’t one to believe in superstitions, but the closer he got to the mortuary, the colder it felt. When he parked next to Ruan Hao’s car, the eerie sensation made even this grown man rub his arms.

It was late at night, with his car entering making quite a bit of noise. Due to the commotion, no one came out, so Duan Qianyang felt uneasy sitting in the car.

Instead of getting out right away, he shone the car lights into the alley.

As soon as he cast the dim lights, it illuminated the entire alley. Ruan Hao stood at the entrance, immediately covering Jiaojiao’s eyes, and instructed one of the burly men to invite him inside.

Shining the car lights into the alley, Duan Qianyang saw Ruan Hao’s silhouette at the door, growing even more puzzled.

What do they want him to do here in the dead of night?

Seeing a big man come to invite him, were it not that the call was from his own son, he’d suspect someone deliberately lured him out at night, intent on ambushing him with a sackcloth bag.

After all, he’d heard rumors that someone from the Jiang Family had been ambushed with a sackcloth bag recently. Beidu might not be small, but it wasn’t large either. Only so many circles, and this incident had certainly given people fodder for gossip and jokes.

He wondered if tomorrow’s newspaper headlines would read about a certain someone from the Duan Family getting nabbed in a sackcloth bag?

Thinking of this, Duan Qianyang couldn’t help but shiver. Pushing aside the nonsensical thoughts, he followed the big man inside. With car lights illuminating the path, the alley seemed less cold.

Meanwhile, inside the mortuary, the previous chill had vanished. Ruan Hao used discarded beams to ignite a bright flame, illuminating the entire mortuary and dispersing the eerie atmosphere.

And Feng Nianian was tied to a column, her head bowed, long lashes drooping, her bangs hiding all her emotions at the moment.