The little Pixiu, Song Mengmeng, who was napping and slacking off in her immortal cave, inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a cannon fodder character with the same name from a book.
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Song Mengmeng's direct approach caught Lin Hui completely off guard. The smile on her face instantly cracked, and she almost instinctively jumped up from her chair, staring at Song Mengmeng as if she were a monster. After a long while, she finally came to her senses and screamed, "You, what nonsense are you talking about? What Kumanthong, what ghost baby? You, you really think this is a ghost story!"
Vivi and I are best friends, how could I possibly harm her?!
How dare you make such baseless accusations?! Do you really think that by sowing discord, you'll make Sister Weiwei believe you?!
Sister Weiwei, I've told you so many times, these newcomers these days are all more driven by self-interest than anyone else, but you just won't listen. Look at her, spouting nonsense...
Lin Hui stopped speaking at this point, startled by the ghostly infant that suddenly appeared on Bai Wei's shoulder. When she decided to do this, she had heard the master describe the ghostly infant's ugliness and terror, but that was just a simple description. Now, when she actually saw the ghostly infant's appearance with her own eyes, she understood the reason for the master's previous warnings and hesitations...
"Do you need to look more clearly?!" Song Mengmeng stood up, kindly pulling Lin Hui towards Bai Wei, wanting to help her see more clearly: "Wasn't this made by your family? What are you afraid of?!"
"No... Go away, go away! Let me go, I've never seen anything like this before! Ah, don't come any closer!" Lin Hui was almost driven to the brink of collapse by Song Mengmeng's actions. She was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, screaming incoherently as she broke free from Song Mengmeng's grasp. She turned and ran towards the door in a panic, but the door, which had been fine when she entered, was now impossible to open!
When she turned around again, Song Mengmeng and Bai Wei, whom she had seen before, were nowhere to be seen. There was only blood everywhere, and even the surrounding walls had turned into the faces of babies screaming in agony.
The piercing cries of the infant rang in her ears like a death knell, terrifying Lin Hui so much that she could no longer bear it and knelt down, covering her head with her hands and wailing and begging for mercy: "Don't come any closer, it wasn't me, I didn't mean to!"
I really didn't mean it! I was just doing it for someone else. That person said if I did what she asked, she would provide me with resources and give me a large sum of money...
I failed in my investments back then and was heavily in debt. There was nothing I could do!
Anyway, it's no use keeping that child; it will only bring her inescapable scandal. I... I'm just helping Sister Weiwei! Could it be that she can really marry into a wealthy family because of her child?!
Young Master Zhou is just playing around. His fiancée has already come knocking on his door. Do you really think he would abandon his well-matched fiancée and marry an actress like you?!
Stop dreaming!
I did nothing wrong, don't come any closer, don't mess with me!
Lin Hui was like a madwoman, curled up on the ground and sobbing uncontrollably, unaware that the terrifying hallucination that had just plagued her had long since vanished. Now, in the perfectly normal private room, Song Mengmeng was busy adding slices of mutton to a boiling pot of soup. Bai Wei, sitting on the other side, although her expression was not good because she knew the truth, still subconsciously stopped Song Mengmeng when she was about to dump a plate of mutton rolls into the pot: "If you cook it like that, the meat will easily become tough and not taste good! Let me help you cook it!"