"Finally off work."
Inside Shangtong Tower, Liu Xiaoyu was anxiously waiting for the end of her shift.
As soon as it hit five o’clock, she dashed out of the office.
No need to punch out, nor to report to anyone; only Yang Jian, as the team leader, could control her. As long as Yang Jian didn’t speak, she could easily give herself a vacation.
However, as a dedicated liaison officer trained professionally, Liu Xiaoyu was still very punctual. Even when there was nothing to do, she worked precisely on ti, with her phone on standby 24/7. If a task ca up, she’d get up and work even if she was sleeping.
However, there were many staff in Shangtong Tower, so Liu Xiaoyu’s job was quite relaxed.
"Liu Xiaoyu, is sothing happening today? Why are you leaving work so early?"
As she left, Liu Xiaoyu ran into Tong Qian, who was taking the elevator upstairs, and they greeted each other.
"I have dinner plans with Yang Jian, so I need to rush ho and change clothes," Liu Xiaoyu said with a giggle.
Tong Qian looked sowhat surprised: "You actually managed to arrange a al with Yang Jian? Well, good luck. I hope you have a pleasant evening."
Although he had a man’s body, he thought like a woman and could naturally see the subtle dynamic between Liu Xiaoyu and Yang Jian. Unfortunately, Yang Jian was a ghost controller, emotionally indifferent, making any progress between them quite difficult.
"I’m heading back now, Elder Sister Tong Qian, bye-bye." Liu Xiaoyu waved and departed via the private elevator.
"Hopefully, she won’t be too disappointed." Tong Qian shook her head slightly.
Soon.
Liu Xiaoyu drove back to Guanjiang Residential Complex. She now had her own apartnt, assigned by the company, so she didn’t need to temporarily stay at Wang Shanshan’s anymore.
At ho, Liu Xiaoyu showered, styled her hair, and changed clothes.
A girl with twin ponytails, wearing a dress and looking very cute, appeared in front of the mirror, completely different from her work uniform appearance.
This image wasn’t self-designed but created by headquarters.
Headquarters thought Yang Jian liked this look, so for public relations purposes, they specifically designed this image for Liu Xiaoyu.
However, there was a misunderstanding.
When headquarters investigated Yang Jian’s preferences, they hacked into his computer, only to find that the stored information reflected Zhang Wei’s hidden interests...
So this was Zhang Wei’s preference, not Yang Jian’s.
"Perfect." .
Liu Xiaoyu nodded in satisfaction, completely unaware that her misunderstanding persisted.
She glanced at the ti.
It was almost six o’clock.
After hesitating, Liu Xiaoyu took out her work phone and dialed.
The call connected quickly, greeted by a cold voice: "Hello? Who is this?"
"Yang Jian, it’s , Liu Xiaoyu. Where are you?" Liu Xiaoyu said.
Yang Jian replied: "In the safe house, why? Is there sothing going on?"
Safe house?
Liu Xiaoyu imdiately recalled that Safe House No. 1 was now Yang Jian’s private use, storing so imprisoned ghosts as well as supernatural items. Without his permission, no one dared to enter that place lightly.
"Busy now?"
The reply ca: "Not too busy, just checking so situations. Supernatural items, imprisoned ghosts, they all need regular inspections to avoid any incidents."
"We agreed to have dinner together tonight before, are you planning not to show up?" Liu Xiaoyu ntioned.
The phone fell silent for a mont.
Within seconds.
A red light suddenly flashed in Liu Xiaoyu’s room, quickly disappearing, and Yang Jian walked out, expressionless. Though his body was no longer cold and regained a living person’s physique, his deanor remained chillingly cold, which was quite unsettling.
This was the aura from frequent encounters with supernatural entities, and Yang Jian even housed a ghost within him, making this cold feeling linger relentlessly.
Yang Jian erged from the room: "You invite to dine, aren’t you supposed to pick a place first and wait for ? But now you’re still at ho; call after you reach the restaurant and order the dishes. In Dachang City, I can appear wherever."
Liu Xiaoyu puffed up her cheeks: "What do you an by that, you’re suddenly showing up in my room. Luckily, I finished my shower; if I were showering and you appeared, it wouldn’t be fair."
"What’s there to see on your body?" Yang Jian’s ghost eye swiveled, scanning around.
"Nothing remarkable."
Liu Xiaoyu blushed and hugged her chest: "What did your ghost eye just see? Wait, close your ghost eye and stop looking around."
"Do you think there’s anything worth seeing on you?"
Yang Jian remained expressionless, his eyes devoid of any emotion: "The entire Dachang City is transparent to , no secrets. I’m not bored enough to stare at a single person."
"Alright, alright, stop talking; it’s embarrassing to reveal too much, you know? People don’t say it directly." Liu Xiaoyu quickly waved, hinting for Yang Jian not to break it down.
In front of ghost eyes, ordinary people indeed have no secrets.
Liu Xiaoyu knew Yang Jian’s dossiers, so she usually pretended not to know, but being exposed like this was indeed embarrassing.
"Let’s go, let’s go, take to dinner. You’re in charge of Dachang City; you must know the best places to eat better than . You pick the place, I treat, no issue, right?"
Liu Xiaoyu raised her head with a playful smile, her twin ponytails swinging, then she hurriedly approached Yang Jian, hanging onto his arm.
"If you’re not against it, that’s settled then, let’s hit the road."
Yang Jian didn’t respond; instead, red light enveloped the whole room again.
Along with the red light’s flash, he and Liu Xiaoyu vanished from the room.
In the next mont, they appeared in front of a closed, abandoned school.
"Where is this?" Liu Xiaoyu was montarily stunned.
Yang Jian said, "This is the high school I used to attend."
Liu Xiaoyu’s eyes flickered, "The place where the knocking incident occurred? Why did you bring here?"
"There’s a snack street nearby."
Yang Jian said, "We can go there to eat sothing. I used to go there a lot with Zhang Wei, Zhao Lei, and Miao Xiaoshan, though Zhang Wei always treated us."
"I know, Zhang Wei is the foolish son of a wealthy family. He has money," Liu Xiaoyu said.
"No, I had to help him copy howork, but I couldn’t do it, so I’d have to copy from Miao Xiaoshan. She was a top student, much better than us. Even though she took a break from school early due to a supernatural incident, she still got into a prestigious university."
Yang Jian said, recalling so past mories in his mind.
Speaking of the past.
It wasn’t really that long ago; just last year, they were still studying here, eating snacks.
But now, so are dead, so scattered, everything’s changed.
Even the snack street next to the school has beco quiet. Most of the shops have closed, only a few remain open, but business isn’t good, just enough to cover basic expenses.
Yang Jian and Liu Xiaoyu walked on this street, feeling a bit out of place.
Still, they went into a very ordinary small shop and sat down.
"Where’s the nu? There’s not even a nu," Liu Xiaoyu wanted to order food.
Yang Jian said, "No nu, you just call out what you want, as long as they have it."
"..."
Liu Xiaoyu felt sothing was off about Yang Jian.
"Boss, two bowls of fried noodles, with eggs, thanks," Yang Jian called out.
"Just a mont."
A voice ca from the back kitchen.
"Why did you bring here for a al? Is there so special aning?" Liu Xiaoyu curiously asked.
Yang Jian said, "No special aning, I’m just familiar with this place, and you suddenly asked to choose a place to eat, I didn’t know where to go."
Liu Xiaoyu was silent for a mont.
She just rembered that Yang Jian was previously a high school senior, and after becoming a ghost handler, he had almost no way to entertain himself. Things like shopping, eating out, dating were unrelated to him.
When not dealing with supernatural events, he was on the way to deal with supernatural events, hardly any downti.
"I think this place is nice, really nice," Liu Xiaoyu suddenly laughed, "In the future, bring here to eat when you have ti."
"There won’t be a future, I’ll be closing the shop next month."
The owner ca out with two bowls of fried noodles at this mont.
"..."
Liu Xiaoyu was a bit embarrassed, then said, "Surely other shops on this street have delicious food too."
"They’re all closing. We shop owners all agreed," the owner added, "No business, we all have to change careers."
"Eat the noodles."
Yang Jian was very calm, eating the noodles bite by bite.
He used to really like eating the fried noodles here, but now he realizes he doesn’t like them as much.
Liu Xiaoyu looked at Yang Jian, wanting to start a conversation, but found herself too awkward to speak up.
It was a bit of a cold atmosphere, hard to communicate.
But just then, Yang Jian’s phone rang, and after answering, Xiong Wenwen’s voice shouted from the other end: "I went to your house to find you but you’re not there. Xiao Yang, where did you go? Co back quickly."
"Having a al."
Yang Jian said, "Let’s talk after I finish eating."
"Eating? Okay, you just stay there and don’t move, Daddy Xiong will be there soon."
Xiong Wenwen finished speaking and hung up the phone.
"It seems Xiong Wenwen forgot to ask where you’re eating,"
Liu Xiaoyu suddenly laughed, "He’ll definitely call again."
Yang Jian said, "No, he can foresee, determining soone’s location is a very simple thing for him."
"Is that possible?" Liu Xiaoyu was very surprised.
Yang Jian said, "What’s not possible? Xiong Wenwen can even predict lottery numbers accurately. Don’t underestimate supernatural powers, they’re beyond reason."
Liu Xiaoyu nodded thoughtfully.
anwhile, at Yang Jian’s residence, Xiong Wenwen was so angry he nearly threw his phone: "Damn Xiao Yang, stood Daddy Xiong up, later I’m blocking his toilet."
"Better let it go, Captain Yang must have sothing co up suddenly, don’t disturb him, maybe another day."
Chen Shui, standing beside him, tucked hair behind her ear. Although she wore a very plain dress, she still presented a graceful, mature silhouette.
Just standing there, she was a beautiful sight.
"Mom, you don’t know, Xiao Yang almost knelt on the ground begging just now, wanting to agree to go on a date with you, and I refused dozens of tis, finally agreeing only because he pestered too much."
Xiong Wenwen’s eyes shifted as he spoke, "This can’t just be let go. Let’s go find him now, Xiao Yang must be hiding sothing from ."
Saying this, he pulled Chen Shui along and set off by car.
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