Translator:
VinceStar
Editor:
PrisMiko
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! Chen Afu! It’s you, this fellow, again! Your freaking grandma, you came again to my doorstep and pretended to be a ghost? It seems that you really need a be taught a lesson! You feel uncomfortable if I don’t beat you up, right?
In the room, Lin Zhiyun hadn’t turned on the lights so she could see Chen Afu outside through the moonlight clearly. But the Chen Afu’s vision of her from the outside wasn’t so clear, so when Yang Ming entered the room, Chen Afu didn’t see it clearly. He was still there scaring people on his own accord.
Yang Ming walked straight to the window and
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hit the window a few times.
Ah
?
Chen Afu was shocked. I was having fun scaring people. How come Yang Ming suddenly came out?
When Chen Afu saw Yang Ming he thought, This guy is the fated nemesis of mine. Every time I see him, nothing good will happen!
Moreover, the most unfortunate thing was that Yang Ming didn’t seem to be afraid of ghosts at all. He wasn’t affected by his current image! Chen Afu was so scared that he almost fell off from the building. Fortunately, he grabbed the rainwater pipe on the second floor of the window. Otherwise, most probably he wouldn’t be able to live.
Yang Ming took the opportunity when Chen Afu was shocked. He suddenly opened the window of the room and jumped onto the windowsill. Then, he launched his foot and kicked Chen Afu downstairs.
Fortunately, this second floor wasn’t very high. Chen Afu fell down and landed on the shed below. He didn’t suffer much damage. However, it was impossible to escape from having bruises.
Yang Ming jumped directly from the window. This height was a piece of cake for Yang Ming. When he came to Chen Afu’s side, Yang Ming lifted him up and said coldly,
Your freaking grandma, what are you doing at the window of my room? Are you itchy – seeking me to beat you up?
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… I’m a ghost…
Chen Afu knew that Yang Ming wasn’t afraid of ghosts, but he still growled subconsciously.
Fck off, stop this useless trick on me!
Yang Ming aimed at Chen Afu’s butt and gave a kick. This kick made Chen Afu scream aloud in pain…
What were you doing at the side of my window? I’m asking you again!
Yang Ming asked ruthlessly.
I… I was just scaring people…
Although Chen Afu was now a ghost, he was afraid of ruthless being like Yang Ming. It was a bit unreasonable to speak with.
Scaring people?
Yang Ming was stunned. Does this kid have nothing to do? On a cold day, he came out pretending to be a ghost to scare people? It seems unlikely? It seems Chen Afu is quite afraid of me. Most probably he didn’t come here in particular to scare me.
That means that Chen Afu was aimlessly scaring people! If at the West Star Mountain Resort for the first time Chen Afu scared Chen Mengyan to retaliate against me, that made sense, but now…
Thinking of this, Yang Ming frowned and asked,
Do you know who I am?
I know… Nope, I don’t know. Sir, how would I know who you are?
Chen Afu almost spat it out and he quickly changed words. He wouldn’t dare to admit he was Chen Afu. If Yang Ming knew that he was Chen Afu, he would be beaten up until he was half dead!
If you don’t know, why did you scare my wife?
Yang Ming glared.
How would I know that she is your wife… I just simply found someone to scare…
Chen Afu smiled bitterly. He thought to himself, Why am I so unlucky? I can actually encounter Yang Ming!
You were looking randomly? Are you mentally ill? You don’t sleep at night instead of scaring people? Is it fun?
Yang Ming said in anger.
It’s ok.
Chen Afu didn’t dare to answer it was fun or it was not fun. So, he had to give an ambiguous answer!
It’s ok? I think you’re really mentally ill!
Yang Ming gave Chen Afu a slap, almost knocking off the mask on his face, horrifying Chen Afu with his heart shivering.
Grandfather, please forgive me…
Chen Afu almost knelt down to Yang Ming.
Go upstairs with me!
Yang Ming grabbed Chen Afu as he finished his sentence coldly. He lifted his legs and walked toward the hotel.
Grandfather, what are you going to do with me… I wasn’t intentional. Please spare me!
Chen Afu exclaimed.
Go to apologize to my wife, or I will squeeze you into the drain!
Yang Ming gave him a glare.
I’ll go; I will go there. Just don’t beat me up…
Chen Afu nodded quickly.
Yang Ming didn’t spend much effort and lifted Chen Afu to the door of the second-floor room in a glimpse. In the hotel, the proprietress had already started to fall asleep, so no one noticed Yang Ming at all.
Chen Afu saw Yang Ming lifting him up like little chicken. He was secretly shocked. Isn’t Yang Ming’s strength too much?
Yang Ming took Chen Afu into the room and dropped him on the floor. Chen Afu suddenly fell down with his face facing downward…
Yang Ming, he…
When Yang Ming went down to catch the ghost, Lin Zhiyun had been looking out at the window. When Yang Ming subdued the ghost, Lin Zhiyun also faintly understood something. That was someone who pretended to be the ghost!
Now, she saw Yang Ming carrying the fake ghost, and she was somewhat inexplicable. Although she knew that the ghost was fake, she was still timid and she took a few steps back.
What are you thinking about?
Yang Ming launched his kick at Chen Afu’s butt and scolded,
Did I bring you up here to sleep?
Ah
?
Chen Afu almost had an anal fissure from the kick, but he didn’t dare not to speak up. He could only endure a huge pain and beg,
Big sister, I’m wrong. I shouldn’t pretend to be a ghost to scare you…
Damn!
Yang Ming launched another kick and said with displeasure,
You call me grandfather, and yet you call her big sister. She is my wife. Are you messing the title up? Do you want to get kicked?
No… no… please don’t kick. If you kick me again I will die…
Chen Afu quickly said,
Grandfather, grandmother, is that alright… I’m wrong… please forgive me.
Alright, get lost!
Yang Ming didn’t wait for Chen Afu to get up by himself. When he finished speaking, he threw Chen Afu out of the window and closed it not caring if Chen Afu lived or died.
Yang Ming brought Chen Afu to apologize to Lin Zhiyun for a reason. Lin Zhiyun had just been scared. Although she probably knew that this ghost was a man pretending, the effect wasn’t as good as the person who pretended to be a ghost admitting it personally.
In order not to leave any shadow in Lin Zhiyun’s heart, Yang Ming brought Chen Afu upstairs.
You just threw him down. Will he fall to his death?
Lin Zhiyun looked at Chen Afu who was flying out of the window and she couldn’t help but ask.
Do you still care for him? Why didn’t he worry about you when he scared you?
Yang Ming said indifferently.
Why did he scare me…
Lin Zhiyun was still a little bit worried.
Who knows? Psychopathy?
Yang Ming snorted.
I’m sorry, Zhiyun. I was late, causing you to be scared…
Ah
… I…
Yang Ming’s words made Lin Zhiyun very embarrassed. How can Yang Ming, such a decent person, commit such a shameful thing to act as a ghost? I actually blamed Yang Ming for pretending to be the ghost earlier…
Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyun’s face was rolling hot and she said in embarrassment,
It’s my bad. I was actually scared by a fake ghost…
Well, things are over. The fellow won’t dare to come again. Go to bed.
Yang Ming smiled and said,
I’m also sleepy.
After finishing the sentence, Yang Ming walked toward the sofa.
Yang Ming…
Lin Zhiyun looked at Yang Ming’s back when he turned around and suddenly shouted.
What?
Yang Ming turned around and looked at Lin Zhiyun and asked,
Is there anything else?
Nothing…
Lin Zhiyun bit her lips and didn’t speak further.
Then go to bed early…
Yang Ming came to the edge of the sofa, sat down on it and closed his eyes…
Lin Zhiyun was lying in bed, but she couldn’t sleep. Although she knew that the ghost was someone pretending, it was still a little uncomfortable in her heart.
This was the same as watching a ghost film, knowing that it was purely fictional, but the fear lingered around after watching it! Lin Zhiyun was lying on the bed, as she tossed and turned. As soon as she closed her eyes, she saw Chen Afu’s scary face and the big yellow palm…
Hu
…
Lin Zhiyun took a long sigh of relief, and her heart beat so strongly that there was no way to fall asleep peacefully…
It seemed that what was written on the novel made sense. Lin Zhiyun now had an impulse to let Yang Ming accompany her to sleep! Moreover, this idea was still very strong!
After hesitating for a long time, she finally got the courage…
You… can you sleep with me?
Lin Zhiyun asked with a blush…
