304: Chapter 304 Our Sincerity is Very Strong

Fifteen minutes later.

Jiguang Zhai.

Han Jingyang looked at Wang Zhiwei, who was shielding Doudou by his side, and sighed. "Old Wang, you don't even trust me anymore?"

Wang Zhiwei kept a straight face. "I only believe in facts."

"You, usually such a shrewd man, how do you lose your head whenever a woman is involved?"

"Hmph, men will be men; isn't that normal? Besides, compared to you, little brother, I'm far behind. Look at the beauties around you—each one more stunning than the last, and their numbers keep growing. The first time I saw you, there was only one. What about now?"

"Alright, alright, don't drag me into this," Han Jingyang thought for a moment. "I didn't intend to let you know about this, thinking I'd just resolve it quietly so it wouldn't affect your relationship. But your luck was bad, and you stumbled into it, so you might as well understand the situation."

Wang Zhiwei suddenly shuddered. "You mean... Doudou, really, really has a problem?"

"Yes."

"Is it... is it a Painted Skin?"

"No."

A look of joy appeared on Wang Zhiwei's face.

However, Han Jingyang continued, "But it's similar; they're both very sinister things."

Wang Zhiwei's smile froze before it could fully bloom.

Han Jingyang patted Wang Zhiwei on the shoulder. "Don't be afraid. Although it's a bit tricky, it doesn't have much to do with you. Your safety should be guaranteed."

Wang Zhiwei quickly followed up, "Then what about Doudou?"

Good grief.

What was this?

A hopeless romantic?

No wonder he could find such a young and beautiful wife at his age.

He truly was attentive.

Seeing Old Wang's reaction, the look in Doudou's eyes almost melted.

Most women can't resist this kind of intentional or unintentional flirting, especially this kind of care shown inadvertently.

What do you call attention to detail?

This kind of spontaneous, direct reaction is exactly that.

However, trying to flaunt your affection in front of me?

Don't even think about it.

Han Jingyang shook his head decisively. "Her situation is very complex, one might even say dangerous. She's already on the verge of losing control. When that happens, not only will her life be in danger, but she'll likely do things that harm others—very brutal things."

Hearing this, Wang Zhiwei grabbed Han Jingyang's arm and asked with an anxious expression, "Little brother, you have a way, right?"

Han Jingyang sighed. "It's not certain yet. First, have her stay nearby."

"I'll stay with her."

"No, you can't get involved."

"Why? I'll stay next door."

"That won't work either. You'll only make the situation more complicated."

Wang Zhiwei grew more anxious. "Little brother, what exactly is the situation?"

Han Jingyang spread his hands. "I can't make sense of it right now either; I still need to study it. You should go find a place for Doudou first. I'll chat with her some more. Once you've arranged the housing, come back to the shop; I have something to ask you."

Wang Zhiwei took a few deep breaths, nodded heavily, then turned and softly urged Doudou, "Don't be afraid. This little brother of mine is very capable and a good person. He's not a bad guy and won't hurt you. Call me if anything happens; I'll be right back."

Doudou also said softly, "You stay safe too."

A simple sentence, yet it made Wang Zhiwei as excited as if he'd taken a stimulant; he practically skipped out the door.

Once Wang Zhiwei had left.

Han Jingyang's first words were a warning: "If you don't want him to be in danger, keep your mouth shut. Don't tell him even a single word of the truth."

Doudou nodded repeatedly. "I know. I... I won't say a single word related to this matter."

"That's good," Han Jingyang's gaze swept over Doudou. "How do you feel now?"

Doudou showed a relieved smile. "Since coming inside, I feel like my whole body has lightened up significantly. For the first time in many years, I've found this feeling. It's as if they've all disappeared."

Han Jingyang shook his head.

Disappeared?

Of course it was impossible for them to disappear.

Those Wraiths had already merged with Doudou, rather than being simple possessions.

In a bit more time, Doudou would completely become one of them, indistinguishable from the rest.

If it were just a simple possession, I'd have many ways to solve it.

But now, I can only think of a way to address the root cause; otherwise, the only option is to eliminate Doudou along with those Wraiths.

Doudou's problem was that too much time had passed.

Seven or eight years had gone by since she bought that oil painting.

The best window for 'treatment' had long since passed.

Even though Jiguang Zhai had many 'Great Deities,' they could only suppress those Wraiths.

Once she left Jiguang Zhai, the Wraiths would continue to haunt Doudou just as before.

Just as Han Jingyang was considering whether to get Doudou a decent dharma instrument for self-defense, someone pushed the door open and entered.

A man and a woman.

The man was in his forties. Most striking was his long, grizzled hair, which, paired with his lean, slightly dark but handsome face, gave off an extremely refined and elegant vibe.

The woman looked to be in her early twenties. Her figure was average, as were her looks, but she had a capable aura. At a glance, she looked like an elite urban professional. She was dressed very formally—a short skirt, black stockings, a white shirt, and high heels, with her hair neatly styled. She looked as efficient as could be.

Shi Xiaoya went to meet them. "You two, how can I help you?"

The man first handed over a business card with both hands. "Ms. Shi, Mr. Han, we would like to buy something."

Shi Xiaoya raised an eyebrow. "What thing?"

The elegant man looked at Han Jingyang on the sofa and said softly, "We wish to purchase all the items Mr. Han seized from the three Taiwanese people. The price will definitely satisfy Mr. Han."

Han Jingyang had seen that these two were no ordinary people as soon as they walked in.

But he hadn't expected them to bring this up right away.

What were their identities?

Taiwanese?

From Quancheng?

Official personnel?

Or members of some random organization?

Forget it. Regardless of who they were, he would reject them all.

He had to reject them. The spoils seized from Wu Zhiyang had already been divided or were being appraised. How could he sell them?

A price that would definitely satisfy me?

I'm afraid if I gave you a quote, it would scare you to death.

Besides, I never intended to sell.

So Han Jingyang shook his head directly. "Sorry, not for sale."

The elegant man raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Han, we are very sincere."

Han Jingyang shook his head slightly. "Sir, this isn't a matter of sincerity. Those things really cannot be sold, nor is there a way to sell them. My apologies. Perhaps you'd like to look at other items?"

"Mr. Han, your attitude makes things very difficult for us. Before coming here, our boss specifically instructed that we must buy them back."

"Who is your boss?"

"That, I cannot disclose."

"Then that is your own problem. Business is about mutual consent. The items are mine; I can sell them to whomever I want, for however much I want, and I can refuse any buyer if I don't want to sell. That is my right. As buyers, whether you find it difficult or not has nothing to do with me."

As Han Jingyang said this, he looked the elegant man straight in the eye. "Do I make myself clear?"

The elegant man nodded slightly. "I understand. However, Mr. Han, you are not an ordinary person, and our boss is not an ordinary person either. Some matters cannot be handled according to the rules of ordinary people."

Han Jingyang narrowed his eyes. "Are you threatening me?"