Lu Yumo sang the song with an impassioned voice and ran at the top of his speed.
From Fu Zhiâs direction, she could clearly see the trail of tears behind Lu Yumo as he ran forward like the roadrunner that she watched from the television.
âDonât worry, Zhizhi. I will go look for help now! You wait for me here!â
The crowd did not know what to say, and all of them felt they should give the best actor award to Lu Yumo. After all, he was the only one who could see ghosts.
Fu Zhi stopped the âfemale ghostâ that was going to chase after Lu Yumo and said, âLet him go back. Stop chasing him.â
The female staff was still muttering âgive me back my lifeâ, and she was dumbfounded when she heard what Fu Zhi had said.
Well, it was not that they wanted to chase after Lu Yumo or wanted to scare him, it was just that out of the 5 of them, Lu Yumo was the only one who would cooperate with them, while the rest of them had blank expressions on their faces like Fu Zhi.
On the other side of the room, Ye Jiu was commenting on the attire that the male staff was wearing, âThis is not good enough. This face mask is too fake. Do you work on a daily basis? Can you go buy a decent mask?â
The male staff did not know what to say
âIâm a ghost, Iâm a ghost, Iâm a ghost! Did you listen to a word I said? I told you Iâm a ghost! Can you at least show some respect to my profession and just cry like that wimpy kid just now?!â
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A black Land Rover had come to a complete stop outside of the haunted house.
Lu Yumo, who had just come out of the haunted house, gave his name tag and torchlight back to the staff and stood at one side to calm himself down.
While he was wiping the tears off his cheeks, he had no idea why but his skin turned to gooseflesh as he had a feeling that someone was looking at him from the back.
He turned his head around and he found the black Land Rover in the dark corner. He wondered why the owner of the Land Rover had to look at him like that. He didnât meet him before, did he?
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On the other hand, inside the Land Rover.
âHow long has it been?â A voice asked.
Liu Mi looked at his watch and replied, âAbout 10 minutes. The staff told me that although Ms. Fu came to the haunted house with a group of boys from her school, they were separated into several teams.â
âWhen will she come out?â
âThis depends on how long she could take the haunted house. Someone like Lu Yumo can only last for about a minute, as for Ms. Fu... Well, she doesnât seem like sheâs afraid of ghosts...â
âIâm asking when exactly will Fu Zhi come out?â
Liu Mi felt a chill down his spine and he quickly answered, âIâm sorry, President Li. I donât know about that.â
Liu Mi could sense that Li Nanliâs expression turned ugly the moment he heard his answer. In fact, Li Nanli had been having a dark expression ever since Fu Zhi was mentioned in the hot topics on Weibo.
He stifled a look at Li Nanliâs direction through the back view mirror, and as he expected, Li Nanliâs face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. His heart leaped into a gallop as he feared that Li Nanli would dismiss his secretary position and sent him and his family to Africa to dig mines.
Li Nanli looked at Liu Mi as he apologized to him, his face bereft of emotion.
Suddenly, he remembered Fu Zhiâs catchphrase.
âWhatâs the use of cops if âsorryâ works?â
âBut, President Li.â Liu Mi had a weak heart, and he was certain that he could not handle the hardship if he were sent to Africa. He took a look at the 108 ways to please your wife on his phone and continued, âAlthough, although Ms. Fu joined the cheerleading team because of her brother, Iâm sure she will root for you as well in the future...â
âSo are you saying that I have to play basketball with a bunch of kids?â
Liu Miâs voice was getting smaller and smaller under Li Nanliâs intense gaze. He muttered, âLooking from the bright side, this proves that Ms. Fu still has a young heart. The internet says that a young girl of Ms. Fuâs age is sentimental. President Li, you can try to share a glass of water with her, eat a bowl of rice together, and finally achieve a great harmony of life by covering a bed quilt together...â
Li Nanli raised his head and looked at him.
âShare a glass of water together...â He muttered inwardly.
While he was still trapped in his own thoughts, Liu Mi suddenly shouted, âLook, President Li, Ms. Fu is holding a cup of milk tea in her hand!â
Then, Liu Mi continued, âThe relationship experts online have said that sharing a cup can appropriately increase mutual feelings between men and women and build trust. Besides, this is a disguised indirect kissing behavior, and this behavior can stimulate each other...â
Li Nanli did not listen anymore. He pushed the door open and waved at the young lady, who had just emerged from the haunted house, âZhizhi, over here...â
Fu Zhi was stunned for a moment. When she had come around to her senses, she looked around as if she was looking for something. Then, after she could not find the thing she was looking for, she then walked towards the car.
She didnât like the cold, so she had put on a long, black jacket today and a knitted scarf. She was wearing a pair of leather shoes, and there was a thin red thread around her exposed ankles. She had gathered her hair together and tied it into a bun with a blue hair tie.
After she went into the car, Li Nanli asked, âYou are here with your brothers?â
She replied, âAnd a few of my classmates.â
Fu Zhi was the first one to come out of the haunted house. Compared to her friends, who were still willing to cooperate with the staff, Fu Zhi was so calm and expressionless that even the staff did not know what to do with her.
After she came out of the haunted house, she felt it was really boring.
Li Nanli nodded. The inside of the car was warm and he had just put on a white t-shirt.
Right now, as he leaned against the cushion, he glanced across the cup of roselle red bean milk tea in Fu Zhiâs hand.
Then, he said, âItâs a little stuffy in here and Iâm having a sore throat.â
âThen turn off the air conditioning,â Fu Zhi said, âYou probably have caught flu when youâre on your way back from the capital, but I donât think itâs a big deal judging from your complexion. If you still feel unwell, remember to buy some emergency syrup to drink on your way home.â
Li Nanli was speechless.
He cleared his throat slightly and tapped his finger rhythmically on the cushion.
âPresident Li is as fit as a fiddle. Iâm sure heâs just feeling a little thirsty,â Liu Mi chimed in, âIâm thinking of buying a bottle of water for him, but there wasnât any warm water in the shop..â As he was talking, he pretentiously glanced across the milk tea in Fu Zhiâs hand and gasped, âOh, Ms. Fu! What a coincidence! You even brought a cup of milk tea? Then, President Li, you can just drink the milk tea!â
Fu Zhi said, â... Erm, this is not so convenient.â
The moment she uttered the words, Fu Zhi felt Li Nanli suddenly tightened his grip on her hand.
Fu Zhi then turned to him and asked, âWhatâs wrong? Are you not feeling well?â
Li Nanli replied, âItâs none of your business.â
Fu Zhi became speechless.
âIâm a doctor, not your boyfriend, okay?â