Shen Rongyin subconsciously leaned closer, and the face suddenly opened its mouth and bit Chen Jing's neck. The body quickly shriveled up until it turned into a dry corpse.
Soon, the face's giggles and happy moans filled the bedroom.
Shen Rongyin looked coldly at Chen Jing's shriveled corpse with barely a flicker in her expression. Instead, she sat back down at the dressing table, pulled open a drawer, and took out a top-quality jewelry box.
The box opened with a click to reveal a dark green blood bracelet saturated with bright red blood which dripped onto the bottom of the jewelry box.
Expressionless, Shen Rongyin wiped clean the bracelet, which was identical to the one she was already wearing, with a towel and then put it on.
The old face on the back of her head suddenly screamed and disappeared. Not long after, the face of the old woman in the mirror returned to its smooth and young appearance. Shen Rongyin gave a pleased and creepy smile.