Reborn as a heiress, she transforms into a ruthless vengeful woman.

It was nearly 1 a.m. when the two arrived at Ye Xinghe's building.

Hua Qingmeng sent a message to Ye Xinghe, and a short while later, he saw Ye Xinghe come out.

The evenings in Jiangyang City were already starting to get cool in late August. Ye Xinghe wore a light green nightgown with a matching robe draped over it, looking like a little night sprite.

"Did things not go well for you? Why are you so late?" Ye Xinghe got into the car and handed over the syringe.

Before Hua Qingmeng could speak, Lin Hao's eyes darted around; he wanted to scare Ye Xinghe.

He quietly placed the electronic cockroach on the center armrest and then pressed the switch.

Xiaoqiang had barely crawled out five centimeters when Ye Xinghe reacted extremely quickly, grabbing a slipper and slapping him with lightning speed!

Lin Hao's facial expressions were incredibly varied. He stared at the slipper, first in shock, then in anger, and finally, with a wronged expression and a slightly tearful voice, he said, "My Xiaoqiang! I don't care! You have to pay me back!"

Hua Qingmeng chuckled softly, resting her hand on her forehead.

"What? There are plenty of cockroaches!" Ye Xinghe didn't understand why Lin Hao would make her pay for a bug. Suddenly, she realized and slapped her forehead. "Ah! I know! This isn't your pet, is it?"

Lin Hao flicked Ye Xinghe's slippers off without expression, revealing the electronic chip underneath that had been flattened.

Ye Xinghe looked embarrassed and gave a few forced laughs, "Brother Hao, you're amazing! You did it so well! It's completely indistinguishable from the real thing! You're practically the modern-day Edison!"

As Ye Xinghe spoke, she put on her slippers and, taking advantage of Lin Hao's smugness, prepared to get out of the car and slip away.

Just as she was about to close the car door, Hua Qingmeng stopped her and returned the amulet to her.

Ye Xinghe took it and put it around her neck, giving him a sweet smile. "Be careful in everything."

After saying that, he turned around and ran home.

After watching Ye Xinghe enter, Hua Qingmeng took out the "little ghost" from his bag and dripped a few drops of blood onto it, which were quickly absorbed. He then simply dripped all the blood from the syringe onto it. After all, it was Zheng Juan's blood, and using her blood for offerings was absolutely safe.

The two rushed to the airport and sent "Little Ghost" back to Siam for Ajahn Narong to handle.

Zheng Juan slept worse than if she hadn't slept at all that night. She had the same dream as before, only this time the child in the dream was much more temperamental, speaking with great anger, repeatedly asking Zheng Juan why she was all alone. In the dream, no matter how hard Zheng Juan tried, she could only open her mouth, unable to make a sound. She wanted to wake up, but she couldn't.

It was noisy in the ward during the morning shift change, and Zheng Juan didn't wake up. Finally, when her scheduled gastroscopy appointment was approaching, the nurses had to forcefully wake her.

When Zheng Juan woke up, her face was pale and she had very dark circles under her eyes. Her clothes and sheets were soaked with cold sweat, and she looked like she had just been pulled out of a river, her whole body trembling.

She was about to put on her shoes and get out of bed when her legs went weak and limp. If the family member of the patient in the next bed hadn't helped her, she would have collapsed to the ground.

"Sister, what's wrong with your health?"

"The doctor said it was a stomach hemorrhage," Zheng Juan replied weakly.

"Your stomach bleeding looks very serious, ma'am. Why are you all alone? Where are your children and spouse? Why aren't they here to take care of you?" The family member of the patient next door looked to be around 30 years old, addressing her affectionately as "ma'am."

Zheng Juan didn't have the energy to dwell on these things. Her current appearance made her look twenty or thirty years older than she actually was. She forced a smile, saying, "They're all very busy with work and aren't in Jiangyang."

Finally, the nurse pushed Zheng Juan to have a stomach examination. After returning, she drank some porridge and her spirits improved somewhat.

At midday, the sun was blazing. Everyone was trying to avoid the intense sunlight, but Zheng Juan felt the temperature was just right, very comfortable. She sat in the sun, letting the sunlight shine directly on her skin. The stone benches downstairs in the hospital ward were scorching hot, so Zheng Juan simply lay down on them and eventually fell asleep.

She slept very well and didn't dream. About an hour later, a phone call woke her up.

Zheng Juan took out her phone and saw that it was Ye Xingyu calling. She immediately smiled and answered the phone, her voice very gentle, "Xingyu, you finally contacted me. I've been waiting for your call."

"Meet me at the Civil Affairs Bureau at 2 PM today to process the divorce. I've already made an appointment." Ye Xingyu's voice was low and cold, devoid of any emotion.

These words struck Zheng Juan like a bolt from the blue. She was about to tell Ye Xingyu that she wasn't feeling well and was hospitalized, but he had already hung up.

She sat on the stone bench and thought for a long time.

Why is Ye Xingyu's attitude towards me not only not improving, but even getting worse?! His leg won't recover so quickly. He'd rather be in a wheelchair than not go through with the divorce proceedings. Is this blood curse love spell even working?!

Generally, evil spirit amulets take effect very quickly, and the effects of blood curses should be even faster, according to common sense. The more Zheng Juan thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, so she quickly called Wang Lijun.

After hearing Zheng Juan's description, Wang Lijun felt a little uneasy. After hanging up, she contacted Ajarn Noyi. His reply was the same as Zheng Juan's: the ritual had gone smoothly without any problems. Now she just needed to wait patiently; unless there was a problem with the blood provided, she would definitely see results tomorrow.

"There's something wrong with the blood!" Ajarn Noi's words reminded Wang Lijun. She then asked Ajarn what would happen if the blood provided was problematic.

Ajarn's reply was that as long as the two blood samples didn't belong to the same person, it was easy to handle. If one was wrong, there were ways to break the spell. However, if both blood samples belonged to the same person, the love spell couldn't be cast, the "little devil" would get angry, and that person would surely die!

Wang Lijun never imagined that Zheng Juan would be so foolish as to give two identical blood samples. She told Zheng Juan to try to delay for another day, and that it would definitely take effect tomorrow.

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Juan dragged her weak body to Ye Xingyu's ward.

In just one day, Ye Xinghe almost didn't recognize her. When Zheng Juan walked in shakily, it looked as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

"Xingyu, I'm not feeling well. I just checked into the hospital yesterday. Could we postpone it for a few more days?"

Ye Xingyu glanced at her indifferently, his gaze as cold as ice. "I'll give you a maximum of one day. If you don't show up by 2 PM tomorrow, I'll file a lawsuit directly. If you're dead, then we'll all be saved trouble."