Seeing that Cen Yu remained silent, Pei Baijun became anxious. "I clearly told you that in my dream."

“I told you the betrothal gifts have already been transferred to you. Once you accept them, you are my wife.” He said, then secretly glanced at Cen Yu in the mirror again, “…You clearly agreed.”

"..." What did I promise?

Cen Yu really wanted to shout that she was wronged.

He doubted that even the original owner of the body would know what he had agreed to, and who would take the nightmare content seriously?

“I’ll return it to you… no, I’ll burn it for you,” Cen Yu said.

"No!" Pei Baijun exclaimed anxiously. "How can we go back like this?"

He seemed a little angry and started baring his teeth at Cen Yu, but after seeing Cen Yu raise his fist, he obediently put away his fierce look. "...I don't care, you took my money, so you're mine!"

“Then go talk to Pei Lejun.” Cen Yu crossed her arms and coldly rejected Pei Baijun in the mirror. “He’s dead too. You two can have a chat, and if you’re not happy, you can even fight.”

Pei Baijun stared wide-eyed, seemingly not expecting that Cen Yu, a living person, could utter words colder than those of a dead person.

"Besides, why didn't you say so before?" He looked at Pei Baijun in the mirror. "Now that you can show yourself, can't you?"

If there really is a problem, why hasn't Pei Baijun shown up for so long, and why did he have to wait until now?

Cen Yu's words left Pei Baijun momentarily confused. After a long while, he said to Cen Yu, "...I can't show myself." He frowned, as if thinking about something. "I feel like something is preventing me from appearing."

"It's only recently that my power has increased a bit, allowing me to appear before you."

Could it be because of Pei Leyun?

Cen Yu pondered, after all, this uncle appeared after Pei Leyun's death.

“I’ve recently discovered something else,” Pei Baijun said with a smug look on his face, “It seems like the world’s oppression of us has weakened.”

"You mean... now ghosts can run around and scare people?" Cen Yu understood Pei Baijun's words.

Pei Baijun nodded vigorously.

Something's not right, Cen Yu thought.

Although this is a thriller, apart from a few people related to the protagonist, the others do not encounter many terrifying events.

But according to Pei Bojun, it seems that the whole world is slowly changing, and the boundary between humans and non-humans is becoming blurred.

"Pei Leyun." Cen Yu tried calling Pei Leyun's name.

But there was no response from inside the bathroom.

“Pei Leyun?” Cen Yu called out again.

Pei Baijun immediately became displeased, "Why are you calling out another man's name in front of me?"

“Get this straight.” Cen Yu reached for a bath towel and draped it over his wet hair. “He’s the one I’m officially married to.” He thought for a moment and added, “Not a homemade marriage certificate, but the legally recognized one.”

Pei Baijun started baring his teeth again. The boy in the mirror had a split mouth that stretched all the way to his ears, and even his tongue started to stick out, looking like he was deformed with anger.

"If you're not happy, go find Pei Heng and have a fight with him."

“Ask him how he handles things for his uncle.” Cen Yu wiped his hair a few times. “He can’t even do such a small thing right. Is he even working seriously?”

He wasn't drying his hair because he felt he had finished showering; rather, he knew Pei Baijun was there, and he couldn't possibly shower quietly.

After he tentatively said those words, he immediately observed Pei Baijun's expression and found that the other party hesitated when he heard Pei Heng's name, clearly very afraid of his nephew.

—He knew that, according to the original setting, Pei Heng had a special constitution and too much yang energy, making it difficult for even a born ghost like Pei Lejun to get close. He knew that a little ghost like Pei Baijun would definitely not dare to approach him.

“If you’re not going to find him, I’ll go find Pei Heng.” Cen Yu said, putting down the bath towel in her hand and throwing it into the laundry basket. “I’ll ask him how he did things for his uncle, and I’ll help you condemn him.”

Upon hearing this, Pei Baijun was so angry that he was distorted. In the mirror, he reverted to his initial timid and hesitant boyish appearance.

"Really?" He looked at Cen Yu expectantly. "Then hurry up and go, I'll wait for you!"

...

Cen Yu, wrapped in a bathrobe and with her hair still wet, had just stepped out of the guest room when she encountered the Pei family's servants.

She seemed to have been informed of Cen Yu's identity beforehand, but upon seeing his attire, she paused for a second before immediately asking if Cen Yu needed any help.

Cen Yu shook his head. "Where is Pei Heng's room? I'll go find him."

She was quite perplexed when she heard that.

She remembered that Uncle Sun had said that this man was the young master's marriage partner, a man from a poor background who married into the family and had ulterior motives.

Uncle Sun even said to her meaningfully that after the young master's death, in order not to be driven away by the Pei family, this person might have other plans, and she should be careful of Cen Yu.

Now, upon hearing that Cen Yu was going to find Pei Heng, she couldn't help but think of Uncle Sun's instructions.

"Don't know?" Cen Yu leaned against the door frame with one hand while looking at the maid.

"...No one else is usually allowed to enter the room where the master is," she subtly suggested.

“That’s alright, I’m not an ordinary person,” Cen Yu said nonchalantly. “I’m going to call him Dad.”

He didn't care whether Pei Heng acknowledged the title or not, and simply closed the guest room door. "Just take me to his room."

maid:"……"

She probably had never seen such a shameless guest in the Pei family before, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Uncle Sun arrived at that moment. When he saw Cen Yu wrapped in a bathrobe with water droplets still on his body, he frowned and asked, "Mr. Cen... is there a problem with the bathroom?"

Cen Yu found Sun Bo's wary look amusing.

Does Uncle Sun really think he can't marry anyone from the Pei family a third time?!

"Yes." Cen Yu smiled. "It's haunted."

Uncle Sun frowned, about to tell Cen Yu to stop joking, when Cen Yu continued, "Uncle Sun, there's a voice in my bathroom saying its name is Pei Baijun, and that it's Mr. Pei's uncle..."

He felt a mischievous joy as he watched Uncle Sun's expression suddenly change.

"He told me to go find Mr. Pei and say I wanted to settle accounts with him."

"Please tell Mr. Pei that his uncle is looking for him."

...

When Sun Bo knocked on Pei Heng's door, he was still somewhat uneasy.

If he hadn't thought that Cen Yu probably didn't know about Mr. Pei's uncle, he wouldn't have rashly knocked on Pei Heng's door.

Pei Heng sat in a reading chair in the room. He hadn't slept for almost a day and a night, but whether it was because of the high level of mental tension or some other reason, he hadn't felt sleepy at all since he finished washing up.

Hearing Sun Bo's voice, he said, "Come in."