"There are no ghosts in the world!" Cen Yu remembered her persona and subconsciously retorted.

Pei Hengyun didn't seem surprised by Cen Yu's reaction. He looked at the abandoned villa in front of him and asked, "Then what were you hiding from just now?"

What else could it be but a ghost!

Cen Yu thought to himself, but on the surface he still said, "...that's a homeless person."

"A homeless man dressed like the first homeowner?" Pei Hengyun shook his phone, clearly having been watching Cen Yu's live stream.

Cen Yu was furious and embarrassed, "I deliberately pretended to be like that."

"Pretend to be the first homeowner, and you'll be scared. Then, when he lives here, no one will dare to come near him!"

"What was he eating just now?"

"I've been starving for too long," Cen Yu continued stubbornly. "Of course I want to eat everything."

Pei Hengyun glanced at Xiao Le, who was sitting in the back seat, trembling with fear from what had just happened. "Let's take Xiao Le home first," he said to Cen Yu. "Xiao Le seems quite frightened."

As Pei Hengyun spoke, he prepared to start the car.

It happened to be summer, and Pei Hengyun, being an art teacher, had nothing to do, so he was able to pick up Cen Yu in the evening.

He drove, then tapped the steering wheel a few times with his fingers, "Xiao Yu."

Pei Hengyun looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "My former high school class monitor invited me to a class reunion, Xiao Yu, would you like to go?"

Cen Yu will definitely go, but given his public persona, he will definitely refuse.

Pei Hengyun, as if seeing through Cen Yu's heart, added—

“I have an old classmate who runs a live streaming platform.” He glanced meaningfully at Cen Yu’s phone. “It seems to be the platform you’re on.”