Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend-Chapter 370: Half-Life Dream, Endless Nightmares

The twenty houses in cash cost her over a hundred thousand, leaving her with about eight hundred thousand in hand.

She was not a greedy person, knowing this area would belong to the Jiang Family in the future, she didn’t plan to take a share.

Besides, even if she really wanted a share, she didn’t have the capability.

She also didn’t want to ruin the future presence of the most influential Riverside Mountain in the country.

The houses she bought were all in key locations in this area, and though they won’t be priceless, they would at least become extremely valuable.

With over eight hundred thousand left in hand, Gu Jin had nothing to worry about with money in her pocket.

She even thought that if she had time, buying a whole courtyard house in Beijing wouldn’t be bad.

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Ever since that day when Wang Yan was frightened, in the following days, it was as if she was living in Hell.

Every night, she would have nightmares, seeing the people she had variously exploited, framed, and bullied come to settle the score with her.

Over the years, relying on her grandfather’s influence, she had acted arrogantly, trampling many powerless small figures under her feet.

Now she finally experienced what retribution felt like.

Every night, she didn’t dare close her eyes to sleep, because if she slept, she would see those people appear.

Another late night.

Gu Jin walked familiarly to the building complex where Wang Yan lived.

Except for the first night when she went upstairs to deliver something to Wang Yan’s house, in the following days, she used her Spiritual Power to send the medicinal powder from her hand into the apartment through the windows.

Previously, she found a herb in space called Half-Life Dream; the name sounded dreamy, but the medicinal effect was extremely aggressive.

If someone with malicious intent inhaled the Half-Life Dream’s ingredients, they would experience nightmares every night, bringing out the evil in their hearts.

This herb would make people live in pain every day, continuously for seven days, with the effect lasting half a year. If it continued for a month, the pain would last a lifetime.

Gu Jin didn’t plan to torment Wang Yan for life.

Today was exactly the seventh day; she decided she wouldn’t come again.

Wang Yan was not a good person, but she didn’t want to dirty her hands because of her.

The faint brown medicinal powder on her fingertip was enveloped in Spiritual Power and drifted up to the floor where Wang Yan lived.

The powder seemed almost conscious, finding the window gaps, and floated into the room.

After finishing this, Gu Jin turned and left.

That night, without surprise, Wang Yan fell asleep again unknowingly.

Then, she quickly woke from her dream, a piercing scream following.

In the previous days, her mother was there to comfort her, but nobody appeared this time.

In just a few days, it was enough for the Wang Family to learn that their daughter had stirred up a great catastrophe outside.

Wang Father lost his job because the Yu Family, Jiang Family, Tong Family, and Qiu Family utterly ruined the Wang Family.

The cause was the daughter offending those she should not have offended.

Even though they pulled many strings, they were still unable to change this outcome.

The old man had weathered many storms and knew that the Wang Family had no place left in Wanhai, so he decided to leave immediately.

What an existence the Yu Family was; the granddaughter must have been mad to provoke them.

And the Jiang Family—who would dare to offend this golden nugget if they still wanted to thrive in Wanhai.

The Wang Family moved out at lightning speed, taking the daily maniacal Wang Yan with them.

They abandoned years of foundations in Wanhai and left in disgrace.

The dead camel was still bigger than a horse; even leaving Wanhai, the Wang Family could still live well.

The premise was that Wang Yan did not cause further trouble.

When Gu Jin found out about this, the Wang Family had already moved several days ago.

Beneath the campus banyan tree.

Yu Shuo stuck one hand in his pocket, standing with his back to his classmates, a cigarette dangling from his lips as he took a puff and flicked the ash nonchalantly.