Chapter 6: Ling Yun’s Jealousy

As soon as the female ghost spoke, her long tongue slipped out again.

Noticing Duoduo staring at the tongue with eyes shining brightly, the ghost hurriedly pulled it back in.

It seemed Mom didn’t like playing tug-of-war with her, so what did Mom like to play?

Duoduo tilted her little head, pondering seriously.

She saw the female ghost holding a kitchen knife, steadily advancing.

Zhang Yangfan didn’t hesitate to stand in front of Duoduo, baring his teeth at the ghost.

He feared Ling Yun, the old ghost, because Ling Yun was too powerful.

But the hanging ghost before him was on the same level as him; if they fought, it wasn’t clear who would win.

“Brother, can you cook?”

“Hm?”

Duoduo’s voice came from behind.

Zhang Yangfan was momentarily stunned, turning to look at her.

At a time like this, this little runt was still thinking about eating?

“Looks like you can’t either!” Duoduo’s small mouth puckered, a little troubled. “But Mom is hungry. What should we do?”

“Well, there’s already food ready—”

Click!

Before the female ghost could finish speaking, the door suddenly opened.

She turned toward the sound and saw Ling Yun standing in the doorway, coldly staring at her, causing her whole body to tremble.

The little bundle happily ran toward Ling Yun.

She stretched out her short arms like a sticky rice ball and threw herself at Ling Yun.

“Daddy’s been out for so long, Duoduo misses you so much!”

Ling Yun: “…”

He had only been gone less than an hour.

Was this little ghost too clingy?

The female ghost, Lin Jianyue, glanced at Ling Yun, then at the little sticky rice ball clinging to him, so surprised her tongue slipped out again.

Zhang Yangfan, seeing her scared, smugly raised his chin.

“Just as you think!”

Lin Jianyue: “…”

This was bad—best to run!

She raised the kitchen knife and silently backed away, praying Ling Yun hadn’t noticed her.

But the more she feared, the more it came.

Duoduo let go of Ling Yun, lifted her soft little face, and looked at him with innocent, harmless eyes.

“Daddy, Mom is hungry. Brother and I don’t know how to cook. Can you?”

“Hm?”

Ling Yun looked up and glanced at the female ghost.

Lin Jianyue shivered and quickly dropped the knife.

The knife fell and struck her foot.

She was a ghost and felt no pain.

But when she met Ling Yun’s gaze, her face suddenly turned pale.

“I’m not hungry. Not at all.”

“But I’m hungry!”

Duoduo turned her head, patting her round little belly pitifully.

Lin Jianyue hurriedly picked up the knife.

“I can cook, I’ll go make something now!”

Leaving those words behind, she dashed into the kitchen.

Seeing that the house was no longer just inhabited by himself, the sole ghost who suffered Ling Yun’s bullying, Zhang Yangfan felt somewhat relieved.

[This is truly ghostly—General Ling Yun is actually starting to protect his own!]

[What nonsense is being said upstairs in broad daylight? In Room No. 1, except for that little one, aren’t they all ghosts? You’re definitely seeing things!]

[General Ling Yun is acting strange. Could it be he really thinks the little baby is his daughter?]

[I think General Ling Yun is just fattening a pig to slaughter later!]

The live chat was still skeptical of Duoduo’s situation.

After all, Room No. 1 was a hellish level filled with the fiercest ghosts.

Not just children, even adults wouldn’t survive going in there!

Lin Jianyue was busy in the kitchen for a long while and finally prepared four dishes and a soup.

Before the food was even set on the table, Duoduo smelled the aroma and jumped down from the stool.

“Mm, smells so good!”

“Sit still, don’t move!” Ling Yun picked her up and placed her back on the stool.

The moment he glanced up, Zhang Yangfan immediately stood up, frightened.

“I’ll help!”

Zhang Yangfan ran into the kitchen and, alongside Lin Jianyue, brought the dishes to the table one by one.

The two ghosts stood by the dining table, neither daring to sit.

Duoduo picked up her chopsticks, ready to eat.

But when she turned, she saw Zhang Yangfan and Lin Jianyue bowing their heads, standing obediently aside.

“Mom, Brother, why don’t you sit down to eat? Aren’t you hungry?”

Duoduo blinked and tilted her head, curiously watching them.

Zhang Yangfan shook his head, then nodded.

He was hungry!

But without a word from Ling Yun, how could he dare sit down?

“Eat!”

Ling Yun looked at them, issuing a cold command.

The two ghosts hurriedly sat down.

Afraid that any delay might cost them their lives.

“Daddy likes meat. Meat is so delicious.” Duoduo picked up a piece of meat and placed it in Ling Yun’s bowl.

Children were truly troublesome!

Ling Yun stared at the meat in his bowl, hesitated a moment, then picked it up.

Before he could put it in his mouth, the tender childlike voice sounded again.

“This piece is for Mom.”

Ling Yun paused, watching Duoduo place a piece of meat into Lin Jianyue’s bowl.

His gaze turned cold; he put down his chopsticks, immediately losing his appetite.

“I… I have some too?” Lin Jianyue was a little shocked.

Her background was low; she had always served others before. This was the first time someone had served her food.

Her eyes reddened slightly.

She picked up her chopsticks and took the meat.

Just as she was about to eat it, she suddenly felt a chilling gaze.

She raised her eyelids, sneaking a glance at Ling Yun.

She found him staring coldly at her, as if willing to bore a hole through her soul.

Lin Jianyue’s hand trembled, and she hurriedly dropped the meat back in the bowl.

“Does Mom not like the food I picked?”

Duoduo’s little mouth puckered, looking a bit disappointed.

Ling Yun looked at her, then at Lin Jianyue, his murderous gaze impossible to conceal.

He didn’t like this little ghost serving others, but he disliked her pitiful act even more.

He furrowed his brows and coldly spat out one word: “Eat!”

Lin Jianyue didn’t dare argue, quickly picking up her chopsticks and feeding the meat into her mouth.

Zhang Yangfan nervously swallowed.

Even from this distance, how could he smell the sourness emanating from General Ling Yun?

But what was destined to come could never be escaped.

Duoduo picked up a leaf of green vegetable and placed it into Zhang Yangfan’s bowl.

“For you to eat!”

“Why is yours different?” Ling Yun’s gaze grew colder.