Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

Su Tang eventually gave her contact information. After all, if they wanted her help again, they would have to pay.

The graveyard had professionals to handle things, so she wasn't needed for now. Seeing that it was almost dawn, she found a hotel. However, she didn't expect Feng Ye to follow her all the way back.

At first, she didn't realize Feng Ye had returned with her. She was injured and had been busy at the graveyard for a long time, so she took a shower first.

Because of the injury on her shoulder, she casually wrapped herself in a bathrobe, revealing her shoulder.

The place where the ghost had scratched her was filled with Yin energy. Ordinary medicine wouldn't work. Fortunately, she had some herbal medicine with her. But just as she was applying the medicine, she felt something pulling at her bathrobe.

"Hey, that's going too far!"

Su Tang's eyes widened, and her hand froze in mid-air. As her bathrobe loosened and was about to slip off, she tried to pull it up, but she found that she couldn't move!

"Dog! Why didn't you tell me the male lead followed us back?!"

The system clicked its tongue. "What's the point of telling you? Can you resist? Since you can't resist, you might as well lie down and enjoy it."

Su Tang was speechless.

Feng Ye didn't do anything excessive. He even kindly helped her apply the medicine. After everything was done, he pulled her bathrobe back up and tied it tightly. He did all of this with ease, as if he had practiced countless times before.

When he was done, Su Tang found that she could move again.

This feeling of being controlled by someone was not good. Her face was a little pale. She wanted to get dressed, but knowing that he was right there, she simply put on a coat and said coldly to the air, "Come out."

The only response was a gust of Yin wind. The wind blew up the hair on her forehead, but in the next second, a pair of cold hands smoothed her hair back down.

He moved slowly and gently, like he was teasing a cat.

Su Tang's face turned even uglier. She pulled out her peach wood sword, ready to ask the system where he was so she could stab him a few times. Even if it didn't hurt him, it would be good to vent her anger. However, as soon as she touched the sword, it was snatched away. Then… she saw the sword flash before her eyes. When she came back to her senses, her bathrobe was in shreds.

Su Tang: "…"

Are you kidding me?!

The system, suddenly faced with a mosaic: Human tragedy.

Su Tang was so angry that she was trembling. This was too much! She might have wronged him, but if he wanted to fight her openly, she would accept defeat! This kind of teasing was not what a true gentleman would do!

Su Tang was furious. She looked at the peach wood sword that was floating in front of her and cursed, "Get lost!" After saying that, she put her clothes back on.

It was late at night, and she had been busy at the graveyard for a long time. She was injured and tired, but she didn't want to sleep.

As a member of the Xuan sect, she always carried some talisman-drawing materials with her. Just because the middle-aged man's Xuan techniques were bad didn't mean hers were too. However, it had been a long time, so she had to find the feeling again.

However, as soon as she picked up the brush and drew a stroke, a gust of wind suddenly blew through the room, scattering the talisman paper.

This happened again and again, and Su Tang was furious. She picked up the brush and smashed it against the empty space in front of her. "What do you want?!"

The brush that had fallen to the ground was picked up again. Then Su Tang saw the brush float up and write two words on a piece of paper on her desk.

Go to sleep.

Su Tang, "Sleep my ass!"

She had been acting tough earlier, but in the next second, she was lifted up. She was so startled that she almost screamed, but she managed to hold it back. Then, she was thrown onto the bed.

The bed was soft, so Su Tang wasn't hurt, but the whole process was too humiliating. She was so angry that her eyes were red.

She sat up abruptly on the bed. Because she was angry and couldn't see anyone, she could only furiously pull at her hair. "I'm telling you again, get out here!"

The youngest daughter of the Zhong family, doted on by the entire family, had the capital to be arrogant.

Su Tang stared at the space in front of her. Just when she thought he wouldn't show up, when her eyes were sore from staring, a hazy outline finally appeared.

The figure became clearer and clearer, until finally, the familiar handsome face was fully revealed.

Feng Ye was undoubtedly handsome. Even after being tortured for so many years, his beauty had not diminished in the slightest. He had very fair skin, but because of his illness and frequent bloodletting, his paleness had a porcelain-like quality. However, no one dared to underestimate him because of this paleness. His innate aura, even when he was slightly frail, was enough to make people cower.

He looked at Su Tang and saw her expression change from anger to surprise. Then, because of her surprise, tears welled up in her eyes. Her tear-filled eyes looked pitiful.

The youngest daughter of the Zhong family, bright and cheerful, had never been made to cry by anyone.

Speaking of which, this was really a beautiful misunderstanding. Su Tang didn't really want to cry. It was just that her eyes were a little watery after staring for so long.

"Feng Ye, how… how is it you…"

When she completed the mission, Zhong Ning didn't know he was dead.

And now, it hadn't been more than three days since she left that world.

Feng Ye just looked at her quietly. He had been bedridden for many years and rarely showed any emotion. He was always so cold and indifferent, as if he had no feelings.

"It's me."

His voice was flat, as if even death was no big deal to him.

Su Tang, however, exploded. She now felt that she might still be able to save herself. For example, she could shed a few crocodile tears now. She just didn't know if he would believe her.

Then, she heard Feng Ye say, "Put away your cheap tears. I don't need them."

Su Tang smiled and told herself to calm down.

She asked, "Was it you back at the graveyard?"

Feng Ye nodded.

She thanked him. "Thank you."

Her attitude was polite and distant, but given the male lead's arrogance, it was strange that she was suddenly trying to please him.

Feng Ye still had the same indifferent expression. He didn't react much to her thanks.

Su Tang was different, though. Especially when she thought about what had happened before. She said, "It was my fault for using you as a substitute before. I'm sorry. But, Feng Ye, humans and ghosts are different."

She didn't continue, but her meaning was clear.

They were not the same, and they were not meant to be.

As soon as she said this, Feng Ye, who had always been indifferent and aloof, finally showed a different expression. He looked at her coldly and suddenly sneered.

"Humans and ghosts are different, but what if I insist on being together?"

He was no longer the puppet of the Feng family. This game was no longer something she could stop just because she said so.

Since it had already begun, even if it was fake, she had to keep acting!

Su Tang looked at his increasingly scarlet eyes and knew that he was angry. She bit her lower lip, wanting to say something more, but Feng Ye suddenly pulled her back onto the bed.

"Go to sleep!"

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