"I'm here, what's up?" Jiang Yuan noticed something was off.
Having known Yang Hongye for several years, she was a bold and decisive leader who could handle any situation. She had never been so flustered before.
Hurriedly coming out of the bedroom, he saw her pale and panicked face.
Hearing his response and seeing another living person, Yang Hongye finally breathed a sigh of relief, the illusion of something behind her seemed to lessen.
She forced a smile and explained: "Just after taking a shower, I don't know what happened, I felt a cold chill on my back, it was eerie.
No wonder the elders always say big figures deserve big houses, because the strong aura can hold down the place. Seems like I don't have enough aura, living in a big house feels empty and can't gather human energy, then I start to imagine things."
Jiang Yuan thought it wasn't the big house causing fear, but rather something unclean clinging to her.
