"Aaaaaah! What are you?! Don't come any closer! Get away! If you come any closer, I'll call the police and have you arrested!"
Nan Yuanman slapped her forehead; she had too many things to do and had forgotten about the vengeful ghost she had locked in the small coffin.
She quickly took the small coffin out of her bag, opened the lid, and the vengeful ghost that had been chased around by Old Master Nan inside the small coffin rushed out screaming.
Still dazed in the back seat, Feng Langqing vaguely heard someone yelling. He covered his head, opened his eyes, and sat up, leaning on the seat: "Why is it so noisy...?"
He had just sat up when the vengeful ghost rushed into the car in a panic. When Feng Langqing looked up, he was met with a face that was completely disfigured—
Its cheeks were extensively corroded, leaving only a dark hole where its nose should have been. Its eye sockets were pitch black, with the only intact eyeball protruding from its socket and hanging outside by thin tendons, swaying back and forth in the air with the movements of the vengeful ghost.
Feng Langqing: "!!!"
"A ghost—!!"
His eyes rolled back, and he fainted again with a thud, his body falling heavily onto the back seat.
The vengeful ghost: "!!"
"My God! Young man! Are you suffocating?!" He was startled by Feng Langqing and subconsciously reached out to support him, but Feng Langqing's body passed right through his rotting hand.
The vengeful ghost stared blankly at the hand, then belatedly realized that it seemed... to be dead.
Fragments of memories flashed through the vengeful ghost's mind. He was deeply saddened, and the resentment and ghostly energy around him suddenly intensified. His soul trembled violently, and his eyes slowly turned red.
He's dead. How could he be dead?
Feng Yuli, who had not yet returned the talisman to Nan Yuanman, saw such a terrifying soul for the first time. His body stiffened slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to protect Nan Yuanman behind him.
Nan Yuanman took out a talisman from her bag, made a hand seal with her chubby little hands, and sent the talisman into the vengeful ghost's body to suppress the ever-growing resentment: "Uncle! Calm down!"
The talisman entered his body, suppressing his resentment. The vengeful ghost regained some of his reason. He turned around stiffly, his mouth agape, and murmured in utter confusion, "Uh... how could I die?"
He clearly remembered that he was sleeping soundly at home, and he locked the door before going to bed. Why was he dead?
Nan Yuanman comforted him, "It's normal not to remember the cause of your death, Uncle. Calm down first. I'll take you to see the older brother you were bothering today tomorrow. He might know you."
The vengeful ghost, with teary eyes, asked, "Is it normal that I can't remember my own name?"
Nan Yuanman nodded solemnly, "Normal."
The vengeful ghost felt a little better after hearing this, and drifted leisurely towards the direction of Nan Yuanman, looking particularly withdrawn.
Feng Yuli's facial muscles twitched slightly as he mustered his courage and stood in front of Nan Yuanman, blocking the vengeful ghost from approaching her.
Nan Yuanman blinked, not refusing Feng Yuli's kindness, and obediently stood behind him.
The vengeful ghost didn't care. It simply squatted down on the ground, disguising itself as a mushroom, muttering, "I'm not even twenty years old yet, I've never even eaten white flour, how could I die like this..."
Seeing that the vengeful ghost didn't stubbornly approach, Feng Yuli breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at him, and took Nan Yuanman's hand.
The child's hands were chubby, and holding them felt like holding a ball of cotton, causing Feng Yuli to subconsciously loosen his grip. He said softly, "It's getting late. Let's go inside, wash up, have something to eat, and rest."
"I'll show you around the manor tomorrow. If you'd like... you can also visit your biological father at the hospital."
Nan Yuanman nodded obediently: "Okay."
After arranging for a driver to take the reluctant Meng Qinian home in another car, Feng Yuli led Nan Yuanman into the manor.
The Feng family's manor in S City is located in the lakeside scenic area in the city center. The surrounding greenery is excellent, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Compared to the Taikoo Villa area, it has more elegance but less crowds.
The servants that Feng Langqing had arranged in advance stood on both sides of the manor, their faces beaming with smiles, and greeted her warmly, "Welcome home, Miss."
A young butler in a black suit stepped forward with a friendly and gentle smile: "Young Master, the meal and bathwater are ready, and Miss's change of clothes have been ironed and are hanging in her wardrobe."
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Nan Yuanman several times, his eyes filled with curiosity, not malice.
Is this the child whose family has been left to live away from home?
Nan Yuanman noticed the butler's gaze and gave him a sweet, soft smile. The butler paused slightly, feeling a sweet sensation in his heart, and his voice involuntarily became more gentle.
"Since I didn't know what kind of clothes you liked, I prepared several pieces from every category. Miss, please feel free to tell me if you have any preferences~"
Nan Yuanman nodded: "Okay, thank you."
The butler's smile widened. What a polite child!
Feng Yuli nodded slightly: "You've worked hard, Ah You. By the way, call the security team to help the Third Young Master out of the car."
Ah You asked in surprise, "What happened to the Third Young Master? Is he injured?"
Feng Yuli said in a calm tone: "No, he has a very poor mental fortitude, and he was so frightened that he fainted."
Ah You: "?"
While Ayou was arranging for someone to take Feng Langqing off the car, Feng Yuli had already taken Nan Yuanman to her room.
The room at Nanmanyuan is on the second floor near the stairs. It is very spacious and has a large French-style balcony. The room is decorated in a pink and blue color scheme, and the large bed in the center is a pink princess bed.
A light blue gauze curtain hangs above the bed, draping down on both sides. Various adorable plush toys are placed at the head of the bed, and a fluffy carpet is laid on the floor to prevent children from falling and getting hurt.
At the foot of the bed is a small sofa and a milky white princess dressing table with a dressing mirror. On the table are several rows of hair accessories that children would like.
The room is decorated in a Western style, and it looks dreamlike, just like a princess's room in a fairy tale.
Feng Yuli observed the little girl's expression calmly and asked slowly, "This was prepared for you by your third brother. There was a rush, so it's not finished yet. I don't know if you'll like it."
"I love it!" Nan Yuanman was overjoyed, gesturing excitedly, "I love it so much! Thank you, big brother, thank you... that third brother!"
The room prepared for her by the Jiang family was also beautiful, but it was arranged by the butler grandfather, while the room arranged by the Feng family was arranged by her third brother. It was easy to tell at a glance who put more effort into it.
Feng Yuli breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his eyes: "I'm glad you like it."
Too much had happened today, so Feng Yuli didn't disturb Nan Yuanman too much. After telling her to call him if she needed anything, he left the room, leaving her some space to process things on her own.
When Feng Yuli returned to his room, he realized that he hadn't returned the talisman that Nan Yuanman had given him.
He looked at the talisman in his palm, thought for a moment, and decided to return it to her tomorrow.
Feng Yuli didn't dare to hold the talisman any longer, so he placed it on the bedside table and went to the bathroom to wash up.
A few minutes later, a faint "thump" came from his half-open window, and something round rolled in through the window...
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