During the ride back, Fu Ling asked casually.
"Who is ghost?"
Qi Changye hesitated for a second then answered anyways.
"It's Zhang Meilin... you can ask her when we get back." He didn't have any problem telling Fu Ling his secrets but his morals wouldn't let him tell other people's secrets.
Fu Ling nodded once and began taking things out from his space.
They got to the villa and Fu Ling yelled at the top of his voice.
"GHOST!"
Zhang Meilin froze then turned pale. Fu Ling was taken aback by her reaction.
"With how white you've become, I'm starting to think you're actually a ghost."
Zhang Meilin breathed out a sigh of relief.
"It's you guys. Did you meet those bastards?"
Fu Ling dropped the items on the table.
"Guess."
Zhang Meilin bristled with anger but calmed herself down. She regarded Fu Ling squarely.
"I'm guessing you want to know why I'm called that."
Fu Ling didn't lie.
"I am curious but you don't have to tell me. It's your personal choice."
