Chapter 198: I’ll Help You
“Sister Sheng, calm down! Xiao Cao! Zhuang Zhuang! Stop her!”
Nan Yuanman instinctively wanted to pull out a talisman and throw it, but she was afraid of hurting Sheng Hanxiang’s fragile soul body, so she grabbed Xiao Cao and Zhuang Zhuang and flung them out instead.
Xiao Cao flipped in mid-air, stepped on Zhuang Zhuang’s head, and pounced toward Sheng Hanxiang. Her hands elongated to hug her ghost, and they thudded to the ground together.
“Let me go! Let me go! I want to kill her! Kill her!!”
Sheng Hanxiang shouted hysterically, struggling desperately in Xiao Cao’s restraints.
But she was a newborn fierce ghost—how could she possibly break free from a spirit’s restraints? Not to mention Zhuang Zhuang was using ghost power to suppress her, leaving her only able to writhe in place.
“Sister Sheng, calm down first. I’ve already intervened in your karma now, so you need to tell me the whole story first before I can decide how to help you.”
Nan Yuanman ran up to her, furrowed her little brows, and spoke.
“Help me? Don’t feign in front of me. You Feng family members—not a single one of you is any good!” Having fallen into a fierce ghost, Sheng Hanxiang had lost all reason. She roared, glaring viciously at Feng Zining as she spoke.
“Since you didn’t like me, why did you accept my love letter and give me hope? If you hadn’t accepted my love letter, I wouldn’t have been plotted against by Sun Mengman, and I wouldn’t have been killed by those three men!”
“It’s all your fault! Feng Zining! You’re the real murderer who killed me!”
Sheng Hanxiang didn’t understand. She had only liked a boy—why had it turned out like this?
So she hated everyone, hated everything in the world, including the originally innocent Feng Zining.
Now she believed that if Feng Zining had returned her love letter to her face-to-face back then, none of this would have happened.
She could still have lived the life of an ordinary girl, met someone truly compatible, had a caring husband, and even… have the daughter she had long looked forward to.
But all of it had been destroyed.
Facing Sheng Hanxiang’s accusations, Feng Zining remained calm. He spoke in a ruthlessly emotionless tone: “When you gave me that love letter, the right to dispose of it was already mine. How I handled it had nothing to do with you. You easily believed a reply letter signed with my name—that was your stupidity.”
Sheng Hanxiang’s eyes grew even more blood-red, as if the next second she would rush up and bite Feng Zining to death.
Feng Jingcheng’s mouth twitched. Unable to hold back, he spoke: “Bro! Say less!”
What if he stimulated her into going insane later and she just killed him outright?
Feng Zining’s expression was cold and desolate. Ignoring him, he looked at Sheng Hanxiang and continued: “But out of humanitarianism, I will help you punish the murderers who killed you. Consider that my account to you.”
To Feng Zining, this matter was also an undeserved disaster.
Expecting him to bear all the responsibility—that was impossible.
Sheng Hanxiang sneered coldly: “Help me? Fine! I’ll tell you who the murderers who killed me are. He’s Young Master Zheng Zi’ang of the Zheng family, and Miss Sun Mengman of the Sun family. Go ahead and kill them for me!”
Feng Zining’s sword brows knitted tightly. He didn’t agree immediately. Sheng Hanxiang sneered mockingly: “Can you do it? If you can’t, then don’t talk big!”
She had indeed remembered who the culprits behind her death were.
That day, after she discovered that “dating Feng Zining” was a thorough scam, she was greatly shocked and ran out of the hotel, wanting to find Sun Mengman for the truth and an explanation.
But those three men were afraid she would blab in front of Sun Mengman, so when they chased after her by car, they accidentally knocked her down.
She fell to the ground and passed out. Thinking she was dead, they wanted to destroy the corpse and eliminate evidence, so they carried her into the car and took her to the reservoir on the outskirts, where they threw her in.
She drowned to death just like that while in a coma.
Her soul body floated up dazedly from the water. Due to her obsession, she still drifted to Sun Mengman’s side.
But she personally heard Sun Mengman’s friend ask her: “Manman, when is this friendship game between you and that dead fat pig Sheng Hanxiang going to end? And when do you plan to reveal to her that the person she’s dating isn’t Feng Zining himself? I can’t wait to see that dead fat pig break down.”
Her friend laughed gleefully: “That expression will definitely be thrilling and hilarious hahahaha!”
Sun Mengman replied to them unhurriedly: “What’s the rush? This game has lasted for several years—it needs a grand finale to be worthy.”
“By the way, what do you think if I have that man tell her he wants her to propose to him, then reveal his true identity at the proposal ceremony? Wouldn’t that be even more thrilling?”
“Tsk tsk, Manman, you’re the one who knows how to play~”
Sun Mengman giggled coquettishly: “It’s Zheng Zi’ang who knows how to play. If Zheng Zi’ang hadn’t said at the beginning that life was too boring and suggested playing a game, I wouldn’t have picked Sheng Hanxiang as my toy.”
“What a shame—once this toy breaks, I’ll have to find a new one~”
Sheng Hanxiang was greatly shocked and lost control, rushing toward Sun Mengman, only to be repelled by the protective item on her body, nearly scattering her soul.
It was also at that moment that she lost her memory, her consciousness returned to chaos, and under some inexplicable pull, she found Feng Zining.
Feng Jingcheng hemmed and hawed a few times before speaking: “This is a society governed by law now…” Killing was illegal.
Sheng Hanxiang gnashed her teeth: “Then don’t stop me from getting revenge! Humans killing is illegal! Ghosts killing isn’t!”
She hadn’t had enough power to take revenge in life—couldn’t she even seek justice for herself after death?
Nan Yuanman listened quietly, then suddenly spoke: “Sister Sheng, that lady has a protective magic tool on her. As a newborn fierce ghost, you can’t hurt her.”
“So? Are you telling me to let go of my hatred? Not to hold it against her? Impossible!” Sheng Hanxiang glared angrily at Nan Yuanman.
“So what if she has a protective magic tool? Even if my soul scatters and I’m never reborn, I’ll use all my strength to kill her!”
“No, I’m not advising you to let it go.” Nan Yuanman shook her little head and spoke in a childish voice: “I’ll help you!”
Feng Jingcheng: “?”
Feng Zining: “?”
Sheng Hanxiang: “?”
The anger on Sheng Hanxiang’s face suddenly froze, leaving her expression blank for a few seconds: “You… help me?”
“Yeah, karma karma—where there’s a cause, there’s an effect. Revenge is your choice, helping you is my choice.”
Nan Yuanman was still too young to fully understand what terrifying things Sheng Hanxiang had gone through. She simply felt that Sun Mengman wasn’t a good person.
Since she wasn’t a good person, there was no reason to protect her or help her.
Sheng Hanxiang: “How are you going to help me?”
Nan Yuanman pointed at Xiao Cao and Zhuang Zhuang: “I can send Xiao Cao and Zhuang Zhuang with you. Xiao Cao is a spirit—protective magic tools are useless against her. Zhuang Zhuang is a fierce ghost, stronger than you.”
“If you think that’s not enough people, I can also have my grandpa help you.”
With that, Nan Yuanman skillfully pulled out the small coffin and opened it. A flash of dark light passed, and Old Master Nan appeared in the office.
Feng Jingcheng, seeing Old Master Nan for the first time: “!!”
Feng Zining: “!!!” Big… big live person transformation??
Wait!
The two brothers both looked at Old Master Nan in shock.
What had Yuanman just said?
This old woman who looked like a purple eggplant all over was her grandpa?!
