"You got the answer right, but there's no prize, there's a punishment instead."
"Yang Ye" stretched out the nails on both hands and approached the two step by step.
"I have always been very patient with you, but today my patience has reached its limit."
"Yang Ye" took a step forward, and Wang Guifang and his wife instantly leaned against the wall, hugged each other, and shivered.
"We know we're wrong. Don't kill us. Don't kill us."
"etc!"
Several chaotic voices sounded at the same time, but none of them could stop Yang Ye's determination.
Ji Yu half-knelt on the windowsill, looking at the scene in front of him, silently holding his forehead.
A step too late.
[Quick Delivery: What happened? What happened? Did the ghost kill someone?]
[Cars see each other, tires blown: I heard voices begging for mercy, it seems to be from that couple just now. Sigh, if the anchor had come earlier, maybe no one would have died. Now everything is fine.]
[Some people are being ridiculous: Why are they blaming the streamer one after another? They're out of their minds.]
[That's right, my sister is really miserable. She rushed here late at night and almost fell from a high place. A group of people are standing and talking without any pain in their backs. I don't ask you to feel sorry for my sister, but at least don't put the blame on her.]
[Cars meeting cars, flat tires: The host herself said the ghost had no ill intentions, but what happened? You all saw it, people were killed, and yet she still had no ill intentions. That's ridiculous. Blame the host for being so sympathetic. She's your father or mother, so filial.]
"I'm your uncle, thank you, Nan Nan, block this person and get him out."
[Yes, fork it out! ]
Ji Yu jumped off the windowsill, took out the mobile phone from his pocket and saw the unlucky comments at first glance.
They really don't know how to talk. The people in the live broadcast room are all family members, not parents.
Her sudden appearance made everyone in the room focus their attention on her.
Ji Yu placed his phone on the table, facing the room.
The dark screen in the live broadcast room suddenly... had a little light, but the situation in the room was still not clear.
[By the way, can you please turn on the lights? I can't see anything.]
【The Last Supper: Goodbye, everyone is dead, I don’t really want to see the dead.】
[I'm both cowardly and fond of watching this: When unclean things kill people, the way they die is usually very scary, so I'd better not open it.]
“Pah.”
Ji Yu came to the door at some point and turned on the light in the room. The three people in the bedroom appeared in front of everyone.
【Eh? Why aren't you dead?】
【Surprisingly not dead (regretful tone)】
Wang Guifang opened one eye to see the situation and closed the other to express her inner fear.
It turned out that both she and her husband’s heads were saved!
Moreover, that seemingly capable anchor has also come over!
She instantly let go of her husband, crawled to Ji Yu on her knees, and grabbed the hem of his clothes.
"Anchor, you've come at the perfect time. Hurry up and take her away from me. She wants to kill me. She wants to kill me."
Ji Yu brushed the other person's hand away unnoticeably and wiped his pants silently with his left hand.
She turned to look at the motionless "Yang Ye" and pointed at the collapsed wall behind her.
"If you want to destroy this wall, at least ask the landlord if he's willing to do it."
"Yang Ye" looked at the other party warily and slowly raised his hand.
[Sister Ji Yu, she seems to be about to take action, you have to be careful! ]
Then "Yang Ye" raised his hands above his head and made a "surrender" gesture.
"I didn't kill anyone. I'm a good ghost. I've registered in the underworld. You can't take me in."
"Since you've registered in the underworld, you should know the rules. After you die, don't interfere in the affairs of the living."
"Yang Ye" pouted in dissatisfaction, pointed at the two people on the bed, and showed a look of disgust.
"I can't stand their expressions. Yang Ye is also their child. Just because she is a girl, she doesn't even have her own private space."
After the wall was demolished, it turned out to be Yang Jiong's bedroom. At this moment, he was sleeping soundly, lying on the bed with his legs spread out, sleeping like a dead pig.
"Yang Ye" moved his hand to Yang Jiong again: "This pig, he's not good at studying, and his character is also bad. At such a young age, he steals and goes to massage parlors. Just because he's a man, no matter how trashy he is, he treats him like a treasure."
Wang Guifang was instantly unhappy when she saw her son being slandered, and she even forgot that "Yang Ye" was possessed by a ghost at this moment.
She walked up to him, pushed him, and started cursing.
"What are you talking about? You didn't steal the money, so why are you accusing your brother? How can you be a sister? Do you have any conscience?"
Yang Ye laughed sarcastically and said to Ji Yu, "Look, this family is no good. The money was clearly stolen by that pig, and they know it in their hearts. But since Yang Ye didn't deny it, they just accepted it. It's really ridiculous."
"Ever since their family moved in, I've seen everything that little girl Yang Ye has gone through. Asking her now is just to fight for her own private space."
"I've already planned it out. Although the house is a little small, it can be made into a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment. There's no need for a 1.8-meter bed in the bedroom. A 1.5-meter bed is not too big for a person to sleep in."
"As for the living room, I've observed it. This family has bad character. They had a falling out with their relatives long ago, and basically no one comes to visit during the holidays. So there's absolutely no need to put a large round table in this living room to look lavish. It only takes up space and serves no purpose. Master, look, this is my design. What do you think?"
Ji Yu rarely failed to keep up with the other party's rhythm. When he came to his senses, a draft drawing was stuffed in his hand.
She looked down and nodded in agreement: "I think it's okay. You are worthy of studying interior design."
"You're amazing. You even knew I studied interior design. Unfortunately, I fell ill and passed away before I could even design a house of my own."
"Yang Ye"'s words were full of regret.
I thought this ghost would be scary, but it turned out to be so cute.
[If she were still alive, she must have been a kind and righteous girl.]
"But unfortunately, I feel like this plan can't be implemented. This family is really stubborn. It's pitiful that Yang Ye was reborn as their daughter. That balcony is hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's not suitable for people to live in at all."
"Yang Ye" thought about his persistence for a month, which still didn't work. He couldn't help but glare at the couple, and finally felt helpless and discouraged.
"I was planning to forcefully tear down the wall today. This way, no one would have any privacy, and maybe Yang Ye would feel better."
【Go ahead, Jimei, we support you! 】
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