The ghost baby, who had been quietly eavesdropping and munching on gossip, almost toppled over backward at Su Liumeng’s words—its already squat and stubby illusory body nearly flipping into a full sprawl.
Well, well.
So her suspicions had been right all along—the relationship really wasn’t that pure.
So this is what people call a “good friend”?
The tiny ghost baby was huffing and puffing, pacing furiously back and forth deep in my sea of consciousness.
She wants to be my mom?!
She wants to be my mom!!
Another scheming, shady woman—just wait till this Ghost King tears you to shreds!
Just as she puffed up her cheeks and was about to charge out and release all her fury, her short, stubby legs came to a sudden halt the moment she saw me.
Ugh… ugh… ugh…
Just wait till that bad woman stops paying attention to you—this Ghost King will be the first to bite her to death!
Meanwhile, in the real world—
While the ghost baby grumbled and cursed internally, my brain had unsurprisingly short-circuited.
All the words Su Liumeng said… taken individually, I understood each one perfectly.
But string them together?
Not… want me?
Who… who’s that bold? Who dares to say they don’t want me?!
Ex-boyfriend? I was slowly going speechless.
……
That once proud and high-and-mighty heiress—when had she ever been this humble?
Her head drooped, staring at the teardrops splashing onto the bedsheet, as if her whole sky had gone gray.
Her heart ached so much she couldn’t even breathe.
So this… was what it felt like to love someone so deeply?
It really was enough to carve the pain straight into your soul.
I’ve always had a hard time watching other people cry—especially this person, Su Liumeng, who had once stood arms akimbo, chin lifted in defiance, kicking the back of my heels again and again.
Even now, I seemed to hear her willful and arrogant voice echoing in my ears:
“Hmph, trying to go up against me? You’re not even qualified! Just wait—you’ll be kicked out of the Su family and left with nothing!”
“Tch. Tried to accuse me of cheating on an exam, didn’t expect I’d have security footage ready, huh? Si Xinyan, is that really all you’ve got?”
“Just because you ranked first this time doesn’t mean you’re better than me. One day, I’ll crush you beneath me.”
“Get ready to cry your eyes out.”
In my memory, that youthful, fiery girl at the peak of her adolescence had clashed with me over and over at home.
High school classrooms, countless flashing moments—until it all froze on this one: a single tear silently falling down her cheek.
Without thinking, I reached out and gently wiped the tear off her arm.
Su Liumeng blinked and slowly looked up—only to meet my gaze, filled with quiet complexity.
I couldn’t tell her about the ghost baby, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t clear up the rest.
Too many misunderstandings could destroy even the strongest friendships.
Thankfully, I still had my voice.
My fingers brushed the tears at the corner of her eyes. Her soft body gave the faintest shiver, and she felt the warmth of my touch slowly melt away the chill in her heart.
“You and I… we’re not really on the same page.”
My gaze shifted to the side, toward the tall window.
Through the glass, my eyes softened and grew distant.
“I can understand why you misunderstood.”
“But I’ve never been abandoned by anyone.”
“And I’ve never had some fantasy ‘ex-boyfriend’ you imagined into existence.”
When she heard my words, Su Liumeng lit up with joy, her response stumbling and breathless.
“B-but… your belly…”
I paused for a moment.
“It’s not something I can explain… but it’s definitely not what you’re thinking.”
The ghost baby, eavesdropping the whole time, gave a snort.
Hmph.
At least you didn’t lie outright. You know how to prioritize.
As expected, this Ghost King is the most important one.
She smirked slightly, even finding Su Liumeng a little less annoying now.
…Just a little.
Once this bad woman stops paying attention to her again, she’s still going to get bitten to death.
Meanwhile, Su Liumeng broke into a radiant smile.
Though her cheeks still held traces of those heart-wrenching tears, the heavy clouds over her heart had finally scattered.
She was probably the happiest one of all right now.
No words could truly capture the trembling joy blooming in her heart from the inside out.
She bit her lip lightly, then lowered her head, eyes fixed quietly on her toes.
The sudden silence in the room made her too nervous to come up with anything to say.
How wonderful, Su Liumeng thought, there’s no “third party” after all—Xiaoyan can still be mine alone.
The silly smile at the corners of her lips bloomed like the first breeze of early spring skimming across a riverbank, and in the next instant, a thousand flowers blossomed.
But then she caught a faint, lingering scent in the air.
A scent… that wasn’t hers.
Despite sitting this close together in such a peaceful setting, Su Liumeng silently cursed herself for being so useless.
If I don’t do something now, I really am just a block of wood.
Suddenly, she leaned sideways toward those long, slender jade-like legs beside her—and gently rested her head on them.
My body stiffened for a moment… then gradually relaxed.
“Are… you still sad?” I looked down at her silky black hair, like the finest satin, now spread across my pale, smooth legs, unfolding in full bloom.
I knew this was her most vulnerable moment—I couldn’t bring myself to push her away.
Thump, thump.
Su Liumeng listened to her own heartbeat, now so frantic it was like a startled fawn.
It’s… it’s the legendary lap pillow! And Xiaoyan didn’t push me away—I really pulled it off!!
Her cheeks flushed crimson.
She slightly turned her head to the side, hiding her helpless shyness beneath her thick black hair.
Secretly, she clenched her fist.
Mmhm, who says this isn’t a huge step in our relationship?
One day, I’m going to be Xiaoyan’s girlfriend.
Her nose was already filled with the sweet scent of a young girl’s body.
Su Liumeng’s mouth slowly dried out from the closeness, and she couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Gulp—
The hotel room was far too quiet—so quiet that I heard it clearly, right then and there.
It hadn’t seemed like a big deal at first. I’m just comforting a close friend, I told myself.
But the moment that crisp “gulp” rang out, the atmosphere instantly became a thousand times more suggestive.
It was like I’d been struck by lightning.
The realization of how dangerously charged the mood had become jolted through me—and I immediately broke away, bolting upright from the soft bed.
“School… I-I still have something to do at school. I’ll head back now.”
Su Liumeng remained lying on her side.
From her angle, she had a perfect view of a sliver of calf in front of her—smooth, fair, and utterly tempting.
Thinking about the intimate contact she’d just had with those long legs, Su Liumeng’s already flushed cheeks turned an even deeper shade, like the radiant clouds at the edge of the sky—so beautiful it was almost otherworldly.
Her small hands clenched into fists.
She sat up on the bed in a messy “duck” position, her hair and dress tousled.
She bit her lower lip slightly, her delicate expression impossible to look away from, and tentatively asked in a soft voice, “Do you… want me to walk you out?”
Her dainty hands pressed between her thighs, and as she shifted slightly, the hem of her skirt rode up a bit—just enough for me to glimpse the inside of her thighs.
There, two or three purple butterfly tattoos fluttered like forbidden sigils, adding an air of dangerous allure to her already mesmerizing presence.
I stood at the edge of the bed, and for a moment, I felt like even the pristine white hotel sheets couldn’t compare to the softness of her skin.
I quickly averted my gaze in discomfort, muttering inwardly: No wonder she’s my aesthetic ideal—every move she makes tugs at the heartstrings.
Now that we were no longer enemies, all the little details I’d once ignored on purpose were suddenly being magnified in my mind.
But as I stood there, lost in my own chaotic thoughts, I had no idea—
That Su Liumeng, sitting on the bed behind me, was even more nervous than I was, and thinking about a hundred times more things.
The one meter of space between us, in her eyes, felt like an insurmountable chasm.
For her, a humble girl in love, it was the distance separating her from her goddess—an unbridgeable gap she had spent countless nights dreaming of crossing, by any means necessary.
I left in a flustered hurry, missing the sly glint that flashed across the girl’s eyes.
Mmhm, she thought proudly, that pose I struck wasn’t for nothing.
Her bestie was absolutely right: love doesn’t just fall into your lap.
You have to be clever, calculated, and go after it yourself.
Su Liumeng beamed as she pulled out her phone, excitedly sending her best friend a message—sharing this thrilling little win in her pursuit of the “Yan God.”
After a while, her friend replied:
【You, honestly… who else is as devoted and pure-hearted as you are.】
【I swear, I wanna repost your Weibo so the whole world can see what an incurable lovesick fool you are.】
Reading the messages, Su Liumeng held her phone close to her blushing cheeks.
Hmph! So what if she posts it?
She wasn’t afraid at all.
Her love was open, upright, and fearless—why should she care what anyone else had to say?
Humming and giggling to herself, Su Liumeng rolled around on the bed like a lovestruck fool.
She was already thinking about whether Xiaoyan’s baby would be a boy or a girl, and whether she needed to start playing prenatal music or not.
Xiaoyan is already so gorgeous.
Once the baby’s full-term and born, it’ll definitely be the cutest little thing in the world.
Su Liumeng imagined countless possibilities—but the one thing she didn’t imagine was that the baby in Xiaoyan’s belly was actually the future Ghost King who still bore a deep grudge against her.
Meanwhile, the ghost fetus had pulled out a pen and was seriously scribbling in a little notebook, recording in meticulous detail every future task and precaution it needed to remember.
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