The small amusement park became even quieter. Nan Yuanman stood up straight, her fair face still showing a look of utter confusion. She scratched her head and honestly said, "What you said, I know—"

"Can't understand."

Zhou Wenxuan's expression froze for a moment. Looking at Nan Yuanman's short, stocky figure and that tender, bewildered little face, he closed his eyes and changed to a set of words that a child could understand: "Would you like to play with me from now on?"

"As long as you play with me, I'll give you whatever you want."

Nan Yuanman's eyes lit up, and she looked at him eagerly, her little hands reaching into her small satchel: "Really? You can give me anything? Can I take the lives of you big bad guys?"

Zhou Wenxuan: "..."

Zhou Wenxuan smiled and said, "No, you can't."

"Oh." Nan Yuanman pulled her hand out of her small handbag with a regretful expression. "Then I don't want to."

Zhou Wenxuan originally thought that Nan Yuanman would agree to join him for the sake of her grandfather. After all, according to the information he had investigated, Nan Yuanman and her grandfather depended on each other for survival. Even when her grandfather became a zombie, he was unwilling to get rid of him. Instead, he kept him by his side and fed him with his own merits.

This is enough to show how much importance Old Master Nan holds in Nan Yuanman's heart.

But to his surprise, Nan Yuanman refused.

Zhou Wenxuan's gentle smile gradually faded, and he asked in confusion, "Why? Don't you want your grandfather to recover?"

"Don't you want to have eternal life and be the master of this world?"

"Why do we need immortal life? Why do we need to be the masters of this world?" the little dumpling asked, puzzled.

Zhou Wenxuan said expressionlessly, "Because this world is too dirty."

Nan Yuanman exclaimed "Ah!" and looked at him with a sympathetic expression. Suddenly, she asked, "Have you never been loved before?"

"If someone loves you, you won't think the world is dirty! You'll find it colorful and fun!"

Zhou Wenxuan paused for a moment, then laughed, a hint of sarcasm in his smile: "Love? What would I do with something so useless?"

Can love give him power? Can love make him stand above all others? Can love grant him power and wealth?

cannot.

Nan Yuanman was uncharacteristically taken aback by his retort, and sighed like a little adult: "We have different paths, so we can't work together."

Zhou Wenxuan smiled gently again: "It's alright."

"You can think about it first, and give me an answer in three days."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jingcheng's voice rang out from outside: "Yuanman, Yuanman, where are you?"

The noise from outside the small amusement park suddenly surged in, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Wenxuan's gentle smile instantly turned into a憨笑 (a kind of silly grin): "Yuanman, play! Let's play together!"

Nan Yuanman looked at Zhou Wenxuan, whose eyes had regained their clarity, and shook her head: "No, my brother is calling me! Let's play together again next time!"

Zhou Wenxuan hung his head in disappointment: "...Alright then."

"Can I go with you to find your brother?" Zhou Wenxuan asked cautiously.

Nan Yuanman gave him a probing look and nodded: "Okay, let's go!"

Zhou Wenxuan immediately perked up and followed Nan Yuanman away from the small amusement park.

When Feng Jingcheng, who had come to find Nan Yuanman, saw her, he rushed forward and picked her up: "Where did you just run off to? Why didn't you answer when your brother called you so many times?"

"I was so engrossed in playing just now! Next time you call me, I'll definitely respond loudly!" Nan Yuanman nuzzled Feng Jingcheng's face and replied with a grin.

Feng Jingcheng rubbed her chubby little face with satisfaction, her gaze slowly falling on Zhou Wenxuan who was following behind her.

Zhou Wenxuan greeted him politely, "Hello, brother."

Feng Jingcheng's expression instantly changed from '?' to →_→: "Who's your brother? Don't go around claiming brothers."

Feng Jingcheng leaned close to Nan Yuanman's ear and asked, "What's this kid doing here?"

Nan Yuanman also lowered her voice and whispered in his ear, "Dad talked to that black grandpa and asked him to take me out to play."

As for the strange things Zhou Wenxuan said to her, she had already recorded them and would listen to them for her father and brothers when she got home.

Grandpa always said that if a strange person says strange things, you should find an adult.

Grandpa is in seclusion now, so she'll go find her dad and brother!

Feng Jingcheng was a little confused. Grandpa Black? Who is that?

He racked his brains but couldn't recall anyone in the Zhou family named Grandpa Black.

However, he quickly put the matter out of his mind and took Nan Yuanman to the banquet hall to eat.

Nan Yuanman waved to Zhou Wenxuan: "I'm going to get something to eat with my brother first! Bye-bye!"

Although Zhou Wenxuan really wanted to follow, he was afraid that Nan Yuanman would dislike him, so he obediently stood still and waved: "Bye-bye."

As soon as Nan Yuanman left, Zhou Wenxuan's honest smile gradually disappeared, and his expression became expressionless. His gaze fell thoughtfully on Feng Jingcheng, who was holding the little dumpling's hand, as he recalled Nan Yuanman's words.

like……

What if all those who love her become their companions?

What will she choose?

-

Feng Jingcheng took Nan Yuanman back to the banquet hall and got her a plate to eat. While Nan Yuanman was enjoying her big chicken leg, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

Zhong Xueliu, dressed in a waitress's uniform, holding a tray in her hands and with an earpiece clipped to her ear, was whispering something to a young man in a black suit who was chatting and laughing.

Following Zhong Xueliu's gaze, Nan Yuanman immediately saw a female ghost wearing a red dress and soaking wet on the back of the young man.

The female ghost had fallen into vengeance. She clung to the young man's back with her limbs entwined, her wide-open mouth biting his head, her eyes warily fixed on Zhong Xueliu.

It seemed that if she made any move, she would immediately end the young man's life.

The young man seemed a little uncomfortable. He stretched his shoulders, gave the person standing in front of him an apologetic smile, placed the wine glass in his hand on the tray, and turned to walk towards the restroom.

Zhong Xueliu immediately followed.

Nan Yuanman blinked and leaned close to Feng Jingcheng, whispering, "Sixth Brother, I need to go to the toilet."

She definitely didn't join in the fun just because she was bored.

Absolutely not!

Feng Jingcheng, unsuspecting, wiped her oily little hands with a wet tissue and led her toward the restroom.

As soon as I approached the restroom, a cold draft rushed out from inside.

A black aura flashed before Feng Jingcheng's eyes, and the next second, he saw a woman in a red dress with a pale and ferocious face—no, a female ghost—standing behind Nan Yuanman, lifting her up and placing her sharp nails on her neck.

Feng Jingcheng was shocked: "Perfect!"

The female ghost completely ignored Feng Jingcheng, glaring warily at Zhong Xueliu who had chased after her from the bathroom: "Stop! Don't go any further! Otherwise, I'll kill her!"