Chapter 16: The Little Ghost Takes Over Someone’s Bedroom

“Hmph!”

After finishing his prank, Song Yaoyao clapped his hands, his mood improving just a tiny bit. He turned around and returned to Xie Ningwan’s side, snuggling up next to him.

He had originally wanted to slap the faces of Xie Ningwan’s second uncle and second aunt, but fearing it would be too obvious, he let them off for now.

Xie Ninghong, who had fallen to the ground, was furious with humiliation. He scrambled up awkwardly and was about to say something more.

But Xie Ningwan had no more patience to waste time with them.

“No need to say more,” Xie Ningwan swept his gaze over everyone present and said in a tone that brooked no argument. “I will decide the truth for myself. Since you did it, you must bear the consequences.”

Xie Ming’s expression changed, a sinister glint appearing in his eyes.

But before he could respond, Xie Ningwan continued, “I will also continue investigating the truth behind my parents’ accident.”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone’s faces changed, and they had no attention to spare for anything else.

Someone immediately tried to step forward and pull at Xie Ningwan. Xie Ningwan stood up nimbly, ignoring the chaotic chatter behind him, as well as the old man’s stern shout and the sound of his cane thumping on the floor. He strode straight out the door.

His assistant had known in advance that he wouldn’t stay long and had already driven the car to wait outside.

Xie Ningwan paused at the entrance for a moment, worried that the little ghost who loved to run around everywhere might not have followed him.

In fact, ever since Xie Ningwan had started speaking, Song Yaoyao had been clinging to the top of his head. Seeing the Xie Family’s attitudes and hearing those ugly words, Xie Ningwan seemed unaffected, but Song Yaoyao was quite angry.

After his anger subsided, Song Yaoyao felt sorry for Xie Ningwan again. Although he knew it was useless, Song Yaoyao still reached out and hugged Xie Ningwan, offering him some intangible comfort.

It was just making that person trip once—what did that count for compared to the harm they had done to Xie Ningwan? Next time, he would play a more outrageous prank!

If he were a real ghost who could move freely, he would sneak out at midnight to scare those people who bullied Xie Ningwan—best if he scared them to death.

Song Yaoyao thought sullenly.

But for now, he couldn’t sneak out at midnight to scare those detestable Xie Family members. He could only secretly stick close to Xie Ningwan.

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That evening, just like the previous night, Song Yaoyao stood cautiously at the door of Xie Ningwan’s bedroom, probing carefully.

After confirming that Xie Ningwan was fast asleep, Song Yaoyao slowly pushed open the bedroom door and floated in quickly.

Ever since he woke up that morning and discovered that sleeping next to Xie Ningwan—wait, not sleeping after doing it with Xie Ningwan—no, sneaking onto Xie Ningwan’s bed and sleeping beside him allowed him to absorb fortune that he could actually feel substantially, Song Yaoyao’s thoughts had become active.

He had previously thought that getting intimate with Xie Ningwan and doing that stuff as the System said was too shameless. But something like this—sticking close to Xie Ningwan and sleeping by his side—shouldn’t count for much, right…?

Whatever. Anyway, he was just a little ghost now.

Song Yaoyao righteously entered Xie Ningwan’s bedroom.

He sneaked stealthily to the bedside. The little ghost poked his head out and stared at Xie Ningwan’s sleeping face for a few seconds. Then he gently curled himself into a ball and carefully leaned against Xie Ningwan’s side.

As Song Yaoyao absorbed fortune while pressed against Xie Ningwan, his mind wasn’t idle. He closed his eyes and pondered what to do next.

When they left the Xie Family Old Manor, he hadn’t missed the envious and resentful looks they gave Xie Ningwan.

After today’s incident, they would definitely make a move against Xie Ningwan.

Considering all the possible situations that might occur and the countermeasures, the little ghost fell asleep with his mind in a tangle.

Out of habit, after so many days of interaction and the previous experience, Song Yaoyao no longer felt much guilt or fear toward Xie Ningwan deep down.

As he slept, he first kicked off the blanket with one foot, rolled over to hug Xie Ningwan’s head, then tumbled to the headboard, sprawling out every which way.

In the middle of the night, Xie Ningwan suddenly felt a chill on his body. He woke up and discovered that his blanket had all been piled to one side, leaving half his body exposed outside it.

He always slept soundly and had never had the habit of kicking off the blanket in the middle of the night.

Xie Ningwan sat up halfway, propping himself on the bed with his arm. He frowned and scanned the bedroom once. Suddenly thinking of something, he lowered his gaze to his side and searched the bed for suspicious traces.

“…”

Xie Ningwan recalled that this little ghost had peeked at him while he bathed before, stolen his shirts multiple times, taken accessories he had worn, and even opened the cabinet where he kept his personal clothes…

If he wasn’t wrong, the guest room next to the study had been his base before.

Now he even dared to climb straight onto his bed?

…Little pervert.

Song Yaoyao, who was sprawled at the headboard sleeping soundly, was completely unaware that he had already been labeled a rogue.

The next day, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the bedroom’s floor-to-ceiling curtains, falling on Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao rolled over, lingered in bed for a while, and finally woke up in a daze from the glare.

He was the only one on the bed; Xie Ningwan was no longer in the bedroom.

Song Yaoyao draped the blanket over himself and crawled up, spacing out for a moment to wake himself up. Only then did he notice that Xie Ningwan hadn’t folded the bedding today.

He usually did.

Song Yaoyao thought about it but couldn’t guess what this anomaly meant. Maybe Xie Ningwan had just suddenly gotten lazy and didn’t want to fold it— that made sense too.

Xie Ningwan should be going to the company today. Song Yaoyao threw off the blanket, got out of bed, and went downstairs to find him, planning to follow along.

Before heading to the living room, Song Yaoyao first returned to his own “room.”

To make it convenient for sneaking into Xie Ningwan’s room every night to sleep and absorb fortune, Song Yaoyao decided to move out of the guest room next to the study and live directly in Xie Ningwan’s room.

The benefit was that he wouldn’t need to sneak around hiding Xie Ningwan’s personal items anymore.

Song Yaoyao quietly returned all the shirts, fountain pens, and other items he had hidden before.

He wasn’t worried that Xie Ningwan would find it strange, because small things often went missing before—impossible to find anywhere—and then reappeared on their own. That happened a lot.

There wouldn’t be any problems.

Song Yaoyao stuffed the fountain pen he had snuck away last time into the pile of documents on Xie Ningwan’s desk, faking the appearance that it had always been there.

After sorting everything out, Song Yaoyao floated downstairs.

On the first floor, Xie Ningwan was making breakfast in the kitchen, and the TV in the living room was also on.

Song Yaoyao didn’t know from which day Xie Ningwan had started loving to watch TV so much. It puzzled him too.

With Xie Ningwan frequently turning on the TV, Song Yaoyao no longer dared to tune the cartoons to the episodes he wanted to watch.

Song Yaoyao floated past the TV, which was playing the morning news. He wasn’t interested and passed through the living room into the kitchen.

Xie Ningwan was washing dishes. Song Yaoyao landed beside him and squeezed in close.

The sound of running water mixed with the TV noise from the living room. The two figures stood together at the sink. If not for one being human and one ghost, the scene would have looked like a warm morning.