I don't know if it was influenced by Mrs. Ding's words, but after staying one night in the old mansion, Ding Shouxin felt unwell the next day. His body felt heavy with aching weariness, and the back of his neck felt a chilly sensation.
He looked at the unchanged old mansion, with all its usual arrangements, but something felt off, making his skin crawl.
This feeling persisted until he went outside. Walking on flat ground, his foot was tripped by something unexpectedly, causing him to stagger forward. If it weren't for the servant by his side quickly stabilizing him, he would have fallen.
Mrs. Ding, who was preparing to follow him to the Qin family, was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat. After Ding Shouxin steadied himself, the couple looked together toward the spot where he was tripped—but the ground was empty and even the snow was cleanly swept away, yet he was tripped.
It was too bizarre!
Ding Shouxin's face turned as dark as ink.
