Chapter 1285: Trembling Fan Xinglan
The woman looked at him, opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something.
Fan Xinglan’s pupils slightly contracted. At that moment, he suddenly reacted, and somehow, energy surged within him. He pulled up his limp legs and dashed towards the kitchen at full speed.
He even fell in the living room, but he didn’t care. He got up and scrambled upstairs.
Using all the speed he could muster from his entire life, he rushed to the third floor and banged desperately on Fu Lifei’s door, shouting:
"Old Fu!! Fu Lifei! Open the door, help me!! Fu Lifei!!"
Fu Lifei, who had just managed to fall asleep, was awakened by the shouting. He opened the door and said impatiently, "What are you doing? Screaming for ghosts in the middle of the night?"
Fan Xinglan was so frightened that his face turned pale, and even his voice was trembling:
"There’s a female ghost, damn it, the same one I saw before! It’s in Brother Yan’s house, just downstairs!!"
"Female ghost? What female ghost?"
Fu Lifei, having been just woken up, felt a bit dazed hearing this, and his first reaction was disbelief. Unlike Fan Xinglan, he was a materialist. He lazily yawned, trying to comfort his brother:
"With Little Sister-in-law around, you’re still afraid of a ghost? You saw her today. If there’s really a ghost, who could handle it better than Little Sister-in-law?"
Hearing this, Fan Xinglan indeed calmed down a lot: "Right, Little Sister-in-law! Going to find Little Sister-in-law and Brother Yan will surely have a solution!! That female ghost came here rummaging through the kitchen in Brother Yan’s house, maybe it’s related to Brother Yan!"
Saying this, he was about to leave, but noticed Fu Lifei didn’t follow, so he quickly dragged Fu Lifei along.
He wouldn’t dare to go down the stairs alone, but with Fu Lifei around, he felt a bit safer.
Fu Lifei initially didn’t want to go downstairs; he didn’t take it seriously at all. However, seeing Fan Xinglan’s cowardly demeanor, he reluctantly followed him to the second floor.
The road was empty, and nothing unusual happened.
Fan Xinglan shivered and followed behind, suddenly thinking to ask quietly, "Do you think there was someone who died in Brother Yan’s villa before?"
Fu Lifei: "..."
He couldn’t help but roll his eyes, "How old are you, and still unable to believe in a bit of science?"
Fan Xinglan still trembled and whispered, "Keep it down! I’ve been afraid of ghosts since I was a kid, you know that!"
By the time they reached the second floor, Yun Qiluo was already awake.
Earlier, Fu Lifei’s commotion was too loud. Although the villa had great soundproofing, she hadn’t closed the window at night. Plus, her hearing was much better than an ordinary person’s, so she was awakened by the noise.
When she woke up, Yan Yan naturally woke up as well.
Then they heard Fan Xinglan knocking on the door.
Yan Yan looked at the young girl, who was still in a daze, lying dazedly in his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her lips: "You lie down first, I’ll go check what those little brats are up to."
With that, he lifted the covers and went down to open the door.
Seeing him, Fan Xinglan instantly felt at ease; all his panic disappeared. Just seeing Yan Yan’s tall and lean figure gave him a peculiar sense of security, it was an instinctive reaction.
After all, he had never met anyone scarier than Yan Yan in his entire life.
Nor had he met anyone with a more commanding presence than their Brother Yan.
"Brother Yan..."
Yan Yan raised an eyebrow, "What’s up?"
Fan Xinglan hurriedly said, "I just got hungry and wanted to go down to the kitchen to find something to eat, and then... then I saw a female ghost in the kitchen."
"Female ghost?"