svetikya Chapter 1256 - 1255: Soul Recording
Chapter 1256 - 1255: Soul Recording
Chapter 1255: Soul Recording
Yun Geming’s words were clearly meant to shut down any questions about his responsibility.
But Zhou Dasha is also quite stubborn; he seemed not to have heard Yun’s words clearly and continued speaking according to his own thoughts: "A young lady came to your courtyard this morning, saying she was here to take possession of the courtyard. But Director Yun was not there, and no one could help you with the handover.
Moreover, you lived in someone else’s courtyard for over a decade. When you move out, you should properly hand over the courtyard to them. But now the courtyard has burned down, what will you hand over to them?"
Upon hearing Zhou Dasha’s words, Yun Geming felt a jolt in his heart; it seemed he had set the fire too early.
He quickly said, "I moved out of the courtyard a week ago, this place—"
"Even if you moved out a month ago, as long as you haven’t handed over the courtyard, it’s still in your hands, and you should have taken care of it. Then you should hand over a good courtyard to them. But instead, as you’re handling it, the courtyard catches fire, this responsibility is naturally yours."
Mengyu found it strange, wondering what was going on with this Zhou Dasha, why every word he said helped her?
If she hadn’t been certain that she didn’t know him, she would have suspected that Zhou Dasha was her ally.
As soon as Zhou Dasha finished speaking, Aunt Lin joined the fray: "That’s right, you haven’t handed over the courtyard yet, so it’s under your management. The courtyard you managed burned down, so the responsibility should naturally be yours. We, the neighbors, are implicated as well, so you ought to compensate."
After hearing Aunt Lin’s words, Mengyu determined that their primary concern was actually for themselves.
Indeed, as soon as Aunt Lin spoke, others promptly chimed in:
"That’s right, half of our wing room got burned down."
"And for us, during the firefighting, people stepped on our roof tiles to save the day; half of those tiles cracked. If your courtyard hadn’t burned down, our roof tiles wouldn’t have been stepped on, so compensation is in order."
"And at our house—"
...
Yun Geming was nearly driven mad with rage.
These people, unbelievably, each one demanding compensation from him!
He glanced around and saw Mengyu, pointed at her: "If you want compensation, look for her, the courtyard belongs to her. I moved out a week ago; you didn’t come to collect; it’s not my problem."
Mengyu calmly looked at him: "Yun Geming, let’s talk."
Yun Geming eager to detach from these former neighbors: "Alright, to my office then."
Mengyu shook her head, indicating the director of the petition office who had retreated into his inner office: "I see there’s a Director’s office in the petition office; why not ask the Director to let us use it for a while?"
The petition office director promptly stood up: "Alright, I’ll let you use it." He swiftly pushed back his chair and stepped out.
Mengyu entered first, Yun Geming hesitated for a moment, then followed her inside.
"Close the door," Mengyu said.
Yun Geming: "Isn’t that inappropriate? Just the two of us."
Saying this, he intentionally shot a suggestive glance at Mengyu, only to realize she was exceptionally beautiful, momentarily stunned.
Mengyu coldly remarked: "If you don’t close the door, I don’t mind, but if someone hears us later, I won’t be responsible."
Mengyu said this while taking out a tape recorder: "Listen to this recording first."
Inside the recorder was a soul bead from a pregnant woman, and Mengyu pressed the play button, releasing sounds from within.
Yun Geming still didn’t understand why Mengyu brought out a tape recorder, but it started playing, and the words that emitted made his skin crawl.