4-17: The Ghost King came knocking on my door.

Lin Mu said this.

In the huge living room, the air seemed to freeze, and the air pressure was low.

The butler stood there, drenched in sweat, his gaze shifting back and forth between Lin Mu and Huai Yan.

"This..." The butler smiled awkwardly.

At his mother's prompting glance, he politely declined, "Young Master, your room has already been arranged. Why don't I take you to see it first?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu's tears welled up again.

He had already cried, and there were still some wet, mottled tear stains on his fair face.

A few seconds later, Lin Mu's sobbing could be heard again in the living room.

Jiang Feng frowned, his mind racing.

Based on the current situation, he has probably figured out what happened today.

Especially when Lin Mu tearfully recounted those key words.

Jiang Feng had already made his decision.

He gave Huaiyan a deep look, carefully choosing his words.

The butler stepped in to smooth things over, saying awkwardly, "Young Master, actually every room is the same. You have everything the eldest young master has."

This statement appears to be meant to comfort Lin Mu.

In reality, they were stabbing Lin Mu in the back.

It sounded like Lin Mu was being unreasonable and throwing a tantrum by wanting to change rooms.

After hearing this, the Huai couple's expressions changed subtly.

However, they wouldn't interfere too much with Huaiyan.

Whatever choice Huaiyan makes, that's her own business.

If you change your mind, it shows you have magnanimity and are destined for great things; if you don't change your mind, it means you hold onto your possessions tightly and don't let others covet even a little bit of them.

Whatever choice Huaiyan makes, it won't cause any harm.

But Lin Mu is a vengeful person.

Because of this incident in his previous life, Lin Mu was at odds with the original owner from the very beginning.

Jiang Feng sighed inwardly and gently stroked Lin Mu's back.

Lin Mu became increasingly agitated, her eyes red as she looked at the housekeeper, her voice trembling as she questioned, "But my brother has lived here for so many years... can't you let me have it?"

Soon, within a short time after Lin Mu finished speaking, the people around him were whispering among themselves.

Huaiyan quietly looked at Lin Mu's eyes, which were red and swollen from crying and looked utterly ridiculous.

He felt no emotional turmoil, and had even already guessed how things would unfold.

Then, Huaiyan's gaze shifted to Jiang Feng, who was about to speak, his brows furrowed.

He sneered inwardly.

"...Don't cry."

Suddenly, the boy lowered his eyes and stood up from the sofa.

His voice was clear and crisp, but his eyes were broken and quite lost.

The boy said softly and aggrievedly, "Little brother, since you want that room, I'll give it to you."

Anyway, there's a perverted ghost king in that room.

According to the original storyline, Lin Mu is currently unaware that there are ghosts in the villa.

When he found out, he immediately contacted Jiang Feng.

So much so that now, Huaiyan can't help but want to see how Lin Mu is tortured by the Ghost King.

However, Huai Yan just agreed.

He then noticed that the surrounding air had become quieter.

Huaiyan looked up at the butler.

The other person was looking at him with a pained expression, their eyes filled with tears.

Jiang Feng, on the other hand, blushed, which was unusual for him, and looked somewhat guilty.

In fact, Jiang Feng was genuinely guilty and found it difficult to look Huai Yan in the eye.

He thought the boy would rebel, would disregard Lin Mu, and would assert his dominance.

But Huaiyan did nothing, and most importantly, the boy liked him.

After much hesitation, Jiang Feng finally swallowed back what he wanted to say.

After all, they've been together for a while, and Huaiyan still relies on him so much; he can't just suddenly change his attitude like that.

Jiang Feng felt even more guilty and ultimately said nothing.

Neither Mr. and Mrs. Huai made any statement.

Huai's mother glanced at the time and then stood up from the sofa.

"Don't cry." The lady looked down at Lin Mu and said calmly, "Your brother has already given you the room."

After saying that, Huai's mother nodded gently to Huai Yan.

“Old Gu.” Huai’s mother picked up her bag from the sofa and took Lin’s father’s arm, who hadn’t said a word the whole time.

She said softly, her expression mirroring that of her husband beside her, "We have things to do at the company. Have someone prepare extra food for us tonight; we won't be coming back."

Gu Changming nodded and respectfully replied, "Okay."

Then, Mr. and Mrs. Huai left.

In the living room, only Huaiyan and Lin Mu, who was crying, remained.

There's also Jiang Feng, nicknamed "White Porridge Bro".

Upon sensing the departure of the Huai couple, Lin Mu's crying gradually subsided.

He glared fiercely at Huaiyan.

However, Lin Mu had not yet had a chance to make a move.

Huaiyan has already left.

He didn't even glance at Lin Mu before leaving.

-

"Absolutely amazing!"

073 shook his head in admiration, "Brilliant, truly brilliant."

First, Lin Mu was placed in a passive position, and then the butler used just a few words to expose the other party's little scheme.

Brilliant, absolutely brilliant.

Throughout the entire process, Huaiyan did not express her own opinion.

The butler acted as the spokesperson throughout the entire process.

Those words, though seemingly caring and considerate, were nothing but sharp blades.

“Actually, the main problem,” Huaiyan said softly, “is that Lin Mu is a bit brainless.”

The text in the living room reads, "I've lived here for so many years."

It's not that I'm complaining about not being able to stay in Huaiyan's room.

Rather, he was reminding the Huai couple of their dereliction of duty as parents and demanding compensation for the love they had lacked over the years.

Lin Mu thought that by taking the initiative, he could make the Huai couple feel apologetic.

But in reality, those in power in high society are the least likely to be threatened.

“Now you can finally relax,” 073 said. “Lin Mu wasn’t really a threat anyway.”

The only thing to do now is wait for the ghost in the room to fully realize what's happening.

In this way, Huaiyan will know at least two things.

If the man doesn't treat Lin Mu the same way he treated him, it means that the Ghost King has a very clear objective, most likely instigated by Jiang Feng.

Or perhaps, if Lin Mu is also inexplicably haunted by a ghost and some supernatural event occurs, it would actually be a good thing.

This at least proves that the Ghost King did not have a clear goal and was completely random.

It's still a long time before the Ghost King is discovered.

Before that, Huaiyan had leisurely eaten dinner and played games in her room for a while.

Huaiyan has no classes tomorrow, so she doesn't need to go to school.

He could stay and deal with Lin Mu's mess.

Huaiyan stretched after playing games until midnight.

I won nine out of ten games; the last one was because I wasn't very familiar with the game rules.

Huaiyan was in a great mood and took a nightgown into the bathroom.

Without the Ghost King's harassment, he felt the air in the whole house become fresher.

However, the air hasn't been fresh for very long.

A few seconds later, a sharp scream erupted from inside the villa.

"ah--!"

The sound was high-pitched and thin, like a panicked scream uttered unconsciously by someone in extreme fear.

Then, most of the lights in the huge, dark villa came on.

"What's wrong?!"

"Young Master, are you alright?!"

Listening to the noisy voices outside and the rapid footsteps.

Huaiyan raised an eyebrow and smiled with pleasure.

The Ghost King probably just realized that the people in the room had changed.

It's not a big problem; it's just that the man made some noise that startled Lin Mu.

But with such a terrible scream... Huaiyan laughed even harder.

He wanted to see what the Ghost King had done.

Huai Yan let out a deep sigh of relief, but his movements remained slow.

No rush.

Let the bullets fly for a while.

After all, the protagonist's first act of defiance upon arriving at the villa was, in a sense, orchestrated by him.

Although he couldn't wait to see Lin Mu cry his heart out.

But this is the perfect opportunity for Lin Mu to make a fool of himself.

With such a loud noise that even soundproof walls couldn't block it out, he was definitely not the only one watching the show in the villa.

After lingering in the bathroom for another five minutes, Huaiyan finally reached out and turned off the shower.

At this moment, the bathroom is filled with steam and water vapor.

On the glass wall, plump water droplets spread downwards, leaving streaks of water.

Huaiyan lowered his head and wiped his shoulder, inexplicably feeling a chill down his back.

Perhaps the hot water has stopped and cold air is starting to come in.

He took a deep breath and quickened his pace.

The slightly pleased expression on his face suddenly froze in an instant.

The rounded shoulders that had just been wiped with a towel.

Suddenly, I touched a cool, slender hand.

Huaiyan was startled and suppressed the urge to scream, turning around abruptly.

But I saw nothing.

"You little liar!"

My chin was suddenly gripped by an unknown force.

The man's voice, filled with gritted teeth, came from beside my ear, "So you've learned to play me now, haven't you?"

Huaiyan was forced to raise her head, her voice trembling with panic as she cried out, "No, no, he was the one who wanted to change rooms..."

As he spoke, the boy seemed to have found an outlet for his frustration.

He cried even harder, tears and snot streaming down his face.

The boy's originally delicate face was now covered with tear stains, making him look especially aggrieved.

He trembled, his eyes red like a rabbit's: "He said he wanted to switch rooms with me, so I... came here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huaiyan could no longer make a sound.

His voice was almost hoarse from crying, his body was limp, and the tip of his nose was red from crying.

The boy looked as if he had suffered a great injustice and had been severely bullied.

"Little liar."

The man's voice was hoarse as he whispered, "You'd give it to anyone who asks?"

Huaiyan blinked, looking bewildered.

“He, he is the true young master of the Huai family…” Huai Yan’s eyes rippled, tears welling up in them, “I should give way to him.”

The boy's voice was timid, sounding both obedient and soft.

"Now you know how to obey?!"

The man was furious and pressed him for an answer in a cold voice.

"Then I told you to break up with him, why didn't you?"