Jiang Wanli knew that Han Fei had always deeply loved Xing Jiaqian.

The more a person cares about something, the more likely it is to be their weakness.

Jiang Wanli took advantage of this, and she was also clever enough not to do anything childish like entering his dream to scare him. Because Jiang Wanli knew that Han Fei, who dealt with ghosts, wouldn't be afraid of such things.

She did the opposite, climbing up by exploiting Han Fei's weaknesses.

That day, Han Fei worked late. When he picked up his silent phone and saw the message from Xing Jiaqian, he was overjoyed. All the way to the duplex villa they had chosen together, the smile on his face never faded.

He ran towards his beloved girl like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who had just fallen in love.

He pushed open the door and froze when he saw the girl standing in the lobby.

"Ah Fei!" The speaker was Jiang Wanli. Han Fei could see clearly that it was Jiang Wanli who had become a ghost. But she was using Xing Jiaqian's voice, Xing Jiaqian's affectionate way of addressing him.

Han Fei stood at the door without moving.

Jiang Wanli jogged over and hugged his waist tightly. Her familiar voice carried a hint of grievance, yet it was impossible to refuse her coquettishness. "Afei, after we broke up, I realized I still love you. Let's get back together, okay?"

Han Fei had imagined those words countless times in his mind. Every single day, he hoped that Xing Jiaqian would come back to him and say, "Fei, let's start over?"

Han Fei lowered his eyes, staring at the familiar face in his arms, the familiar voice, and even the unique perfume scent that drove him crazy, which gradually eroded his senses.

Han Fei couldn't bring himself to utter even half a word of refusal.

He knew that the person in front of him was Jiang Wanli, not Xing Jiaqian.

He knew he had fallen into an illusion woven for him by the female ghost.

I also know that everything she did was for revenge.

Ke Hanfei.

"Okay, let's get back together."

They will never recover and will fall straight into the abyss.

Han Fei deceived himself, and he also deceived Jiang Wanli.

Both of them were living within the illusions created by the other.

Han Fei longed to savor the warmth for a moment, but this feeling was deeply ingrained, like a persistent, incurable infection. When Han Fei tried to pull away, his emotions overcame his reason, hindering and restricting his every move…

He can't escape.

Jiang Wanli's revenge plan was indeed half successful.

Han Fei's body grew thinner day by day, and his mind became increasingly confused.

Jiang Wanli remained inside the jade bracelet, protected by the travel talisman array given to her by the King of Hell, preventing other ghost messengers from noticing her. Under the guidance of a master, she used illusions on Han Fei every day, doing whatever she wanted to him within the illusions, completely controlling him with the face, voice, and scent of his beloved girl.

That's really impressive.

Han Fei had the ability to get rid of Jiang Wanli, but he didn't. On one hand, he felt guilty towards Jiang Wanli, and on the other hand... there was no doubt that he mistook 'Jiang Wanli' for Xing Jiaqian.

As long as Jiang Wanli possesses Xing Jiaqian's appearance and all her mannerisms, and Han Fei continues to subtly reinforce the idea that the person in front of him is the girl he likes.

Then, everything becomes logical and natural.

"Since you gave me so much money, I'll give you a choice. How do you want to handle this?"

Wu Yue flexed her wrists twice, her meaning not too obvious. If she didn't say anything, would she just send her a lifetime trip to the underworld or a complete annihilation package?

Han Fei stared at Wu Yue for a moment, and for some reason felt that her way of doing things was somewhat familiar...

"Mr. Han?"

“Miss Wu Yue, I would like to talk to her.” Ever since Wei Jiajie was banished to the deepest abyss by him, Jiang Wanli has refused to meet with him and hangs up immediately whenever she receives a call from him.

They haven't even had a proper chat yet.