Chapter 401 Bride (Part 3)_2

The little girl hung her head low, her disheveled hair falling and cloaking her face, as she stood right behind Yan Junze.

"What is it?" Yan Junze asked without turning around.

"Have you seen my doll?" The girl's voice was fraught with fear, apprehension, and dread.

Yan Junze thought for a moment and shook his head, "Sorry, I haven't seen it."

"Are you sure you haven't seen it?" The girl lifted her head.

As the hair covering her cheeks slid aside, it revealed a pale and twisted face, her cheeks hollowed deeply inwards as if the entire bone structure of her face had shattered, her eyeballs sunken in, nearly invisible.

Yan Junze still did not turn around; he would not see that the girl had already opened her sunken mouth, waiting for him to turn his head.

"Sir..."

The girl hadn't finished speaking before Yan Junze interrupted, "Sorry, go look for the doll yourself. I'm busy right now, the Corpse Bride Quintina Scott is waiting for me upstairs."