The sudden appearance of Wang Lingxing's suspected psychologist caused a moment of silence in the live stream chat.
At this moment, Xu Gui and the cameraman were locked in front of the Wang family's gate. Xu Gui frowned, looking at the gate with a serious expression, while the cameraman seemed somewhat dazed, his mind replaying Xu Gui's earlier words.
"So, Teacher Xu, you already knew that the child wasn't possessed by a ghost, but was sick?" He belatedly realized this, "I thought..."
He thought Xu Gui really believed the child was possessed.
Hearing this, Xu Gui gave him a speechless look and said, "Didn't I say before that I believe in scientific development and don't engage in feudal superstition?"
The cameraman gave an awkward smile, somewhat weakly saying, "Well, when you were talking to that old lady just now, you kept mentioning ghosts, making it sound so real..."
That's why he was fooled by her attitude. He even felt that not only him, but many viewers in Xu Gui's live stream might have been misled by her earlier attitude.
Xu Gui said, "The Wang family knew Wang Lingxing was ill long ago, but they couldn't accept that their only son had a mental illness and had become a madman, so they selectively chose not to believe it..."
At that moment, the ID in the live stream, seemingly Wang Lingxing's psychiatrist, continued:
[...After Wang Lingxing's family learned he was suspected of having schizophrenia, they reacted strongly. They seemed unable to accept the result, even verbally abusing Wang Lingxing. When I advised them to take him to a better hospital, they simply took him and left. After that, I never saw Wang Lingxing again.]
[I never expected that his schizophrenia would be so severe when I saw him again. I thought his parents had taken him to a better hospital!]
It was clear that the Wang family preferred to believe their child was possessed by a ghost rather than that he had a mental illness or a neurological problem. They preferred to seek help from a vague "master" rather than take him to a hospital.
They were extremely secretive about Wang Lingxing's illness, refusing to mention it at all.
[Ms. Xu, if you can help this child, please, please help him!]The doctor continued typing, pleading: [I can guarantee, he's not possessed, he's just sick, he has schizophrenia! Please save him!]
Netizens who finally understood the whole story couldn't help but find it unbelievable:
[Is this person really telling the truth? Is she really Wang Lingxing's psychologist? Did Wang Lingxing really develop schizophrenia from depression?]
[I only have one thought: I remember doctors aren't allowed to disclose patient privacy… Sister, you've already violated the rules!]
[Violating the rules is better than watching this child be ruined, right? A doctor's heart is compassionate; this sister is clearly trying to get Xu Gui to help this child named Wang Lingxing. How can she be so petty?]
[It feels like my worldview has been shattered. Are there really parents who treat their children like this? This whole thing sounds so surreal; could this really happen in the 21st century?] [
Mainly, the Wang family members all seem highly educated and cultured. How could they do something so incomprehensible?]
[Incomprehensible? Ha, have you forgotten the Yang*xin incident from over a decade ago? Were those parents uneducated? Didn't they receive higher education? Like I said, education is for those who can understand, not for those who can't!]
[My main concern now is, what will happen to Wang Lingxing? It seems his family doesn't intend to take him to see a doctor.]
[It's not just that they don't want to take him to see a doctor; I saw Xu Gui and the others only mention that the child might be sick, and their reaction was extremely strong. This attitude of avoiding medical treatment doesn't look good.] [Then
what should we do? I think this family is determined to use unscientific methods to "cure" the child. Won't this make him worse?]
...
Compared to the anxious crowd, Xu Gui's expression was very calm.
"Yang Haolin," she suddenly called out the name of the person following her. She usually called him "Big Brother Follower," so when she suddenly called his name, the follower didn't even realize she was being called.
Then, she heard Xu Gui's calm voice say, "Call the police now."
The follower asked, "Call the police? Then, what should we say?"
Hearing this, Xu Gui's eyes deepened, and he said in a low voice, "Just say that someone is engaging in feudal superstition here, using abnormal methods to harm the future flowers of our country, and tell them to come quickly!"
After hearing this, the follower nodded without any hesitation, "Okay."
He put the camera on the ground and went to the side to make the call. He didn't have any recording equipment, so the viewers in the live stream couldn't hear his voice clearly, only a few words.
The camera on the ground was pointed at Xu Gui, but because the camera was on the ground, it only captured Xu Gui's lower legs, so the viewers couldn't see Xu Gui's expression at this moment.
If they could see it, they would find that Xu Gui's expression was very serious, her gaze fixed on the Wang family's door, her gaze seemingly able to penetrate the door panel and see clearly the situation inside.
Meanwhile, in the Wang family's living room,
after chasing Xu Gui and the others away, Grandma Wang's previously amiable and gentle demeanor vanished, replaced by a gloomy expression.
"What kind of people are these! They actually say my Xingxing is sick! How could Xingxing be sick? Two souls in one body! He's possessed by a ghost!"
Grandma Wang's tone was unwavering—she'd said this so many times she seemed to have even fooled herself.
She resolutely refused to admit her grandson was sick; after all, that meant mental illness, madness. If anyone had one, people would gossip.
If word got out that her Xingxing was crazy, how could they face anyone? It wouldn't be long before they became the laughingstock of the entire neighborhood.
Just thinking about this possibility made Grandma Wang feel like a fire was burning inside her, making her restless and unable to eat or sleep.
"Master, we can only rely on you now!" Grandma Wang's burning gaze fell on Master Zhou beside her, and she grabbed his hand.
"I can tell at a glance that you're different from those two swindlers; you're the real deal. So, you absolutely must help me exorcise the female ghost from my grandson!"
Master Zhou hesitated for a moment,
then said, "Uh…of course!" Master Zhou was a shrewd old man. Although he didn't know the whole story, he could tell that there was something fishy about the Wang family's situation. But whatever the shady dealings were, for a swindler, getting money was the most important thing.
Of course, Master Zhou generally didn't like to call himself a swindler; he preferred to call himself a "psychological master." After all, how could what he did be considered swindling? He was clearly comforting people in trouble.
"Ms. Wang, don't worry," he said solemnly. "Since I've encountered this situation, I certainly won't stand idly by."
Grandma Wang hesitated for a moment, then said, "Uh, Master Zhou, my surname is Luo."
Everyone called her Grandma Wang, simply because her husband's surname was Wang, and she was Wang Lingxing's grandmother; her real surname was Luo.
Hearing this, Master Zhou's expression remained unchanged. He said, "Of course I know your surname is Luo, Ms. Wang. It's just that you and your husband were deeply in love, a perfect couple, so I call you Ms. Wang."
Grandma Wang's brows relaxed slightly. She said, "Master, you have a good eye. My husband and I did indeed have a deep affection, but it's a pity he passed away so young..."
A sorrowful expression appeared on Grandma Wang's face.
Master Zhou listened to her words, but smiled without speaking.
"Master," Wang's father spoke again, "then I'll leave my son's matter to you. If there's anything I can help with, please don't hesitate to ask. As long as the ghost on my son can be successfully exorcised, everything will be fine."
Master Zhou was most pleased to hear the phrase "everything will be fine," as it meant he could ask for an exorbitant amount. However, he still maintained a respectable and dignified demeanor.
"Mr. Wang, rest assured, I, Old Dao, will do my best in this matter!"
He looked towards Wang Lingxing's room and said, "First, let's get your son out."
Mr. Wang's eyes darkened.
...
"Wang Lingxing" was roughly dragged out of the bedroom by Mr. Wang's wrist. He shoved her to the ground, and after staggering a few steps, she sat down on her backside.
"What, you're finally letting me out? Aren't you afraid I'll embarrass you now?" She looked up at Mr. Wang and Grandma Wang with a half-smile. "I thought you were going to keep me locked up forever."
Ever since "she" appeared, the Wang family had forbidden her from going out. They kept her locked in the bedroom, the door tightly shut, and the windows sealed shut. They were determined not to let her affect the Wang family's reputation.
So, ever since the personality of "Wang Lingxing" appeared within Wang Lingxing's body, Wang Lingxing had been locked up for as long as she had appeared.
Now, he had been locked up for more than half a year.
"Wang Lingxing" glared resentfully at her parents.
Her sharp and hostile attitude made Grandma Wang and her father's expressions turn sour. Her father looked directly at Master Zhou and asked, "Master, what should we do now?"
Master Zhou was actually startled by "Wang Lingxing." Although he had heard about Wang Lingxing from her father before, he hadn't seen her in person and had no concrete impression until now…
He saw that Wang Lingxing's clearly masculine face was covered in makeup, and even her every move was feminine. As a normal person, he felt that even others would be startled by this sight, let alone a man like Wang Lingxing uttering a delicate, melodious voice uniquely feminine. If
this happened at night, it would be a horror story, no wonder the Wang family thought he was possessed by a female ghost.
Fortunately, Master Zhou remained composed and didn't show any fear.
At this moment, he composed himself, frowned, and said with great seriousness, "This female ghost really does seem fierce. I didn't expect your son, Mr. Wang, to have been affected to this extent. If this continues, I think your son's body will be completely possessed by this female ghost."
"Then Master, what should we do now?" Grandma Wang asked anxiously, "We can't let this female ghost really harm my grandson, can we?"
Master Zhou flicked his whisk and said with great poise, "Ms. Wang, don't worry, I will start the ritual and personally exorcise the ghost for your grandson!"
After saying that, he instructed his two disciples to set up the altar. The two disciples bowed and agreed, pulled the Wang family's table over, placed it by the window in the living room, and then placed the things they had brought, such as incense, candles, paper money, and a shrine to Laozi. In no time, the table was full.
"Wang Lingxing" looked at this scene and felt only irony, and a mocking expression appeared on his face.
"You all know perfectly well that I'm not possessed by a ghost, yet you'd rather believe I am than believe I'm sick... You say Wang Lingxing is your Wang family's precious son and grandson, but have you ever really cared about his mother? All you care about are yourselves! All you care about is your Wang family's reputation!"
"Wang Lingxing" is a female personality that split off from Wang Lingxing. After her appearance, Wang Lingxing became increasingly silent and unwilling to come out. Now, almost every hour of the day, this female personality dominates this body. If
Wang Lingxing doesn't want to come out, doesn't want to face her hypocritical family, then "Wang Lingxing" will face them.
"I won't let you have your way! I'm going to go out now and tell everyone your true colors!" "Wang Lingxing" roared, turning to run out the door.
Seeing this, Grandma Wang's eyelids twitched, and she immediately jumped up, shouting to her son, "Wang Zhang, quickly bring him back! We can't let him escape!"
Wang Lingxing suffered from depression, and in the later stages, he could barely eat, so he was very thin, with hardly any flesh on his body. Wang's father, tall and strong, grabbed him like a chick. "Wang Lingxing" was pinned to the ground by the neck, his back pressed against the ground by the father's knee; he couldn't break free at all.
"You hypocrites, you deceitful dogs!" "Wang Lingxing" cursed—as Wang Lingxing's second personality, unlike the weak and indecisive Wang Lingxing, this personality was more intense and sharp.
When Wang Lingxing was first locked up, she constantly caused trouble, even considering escaping through the window. That's why the Wang family eventually locked the window shut, making it impossible to open.
The "Wang Lingxing" that Xu Gui saw now was the image of someone who had gradually calmed down after a long period of fierce resistance against the Wang family. At first, she was more impulsive and sharp, making it almost impossible for the Wang family to remain calm.
Now, she was cursing at the Wang family mother and son, completely tearing off their hypocritical facade, making the expressions on the mother and son's faces extremely ugly.
Grandma Wang was so angry that she jumped up and down, skillfully finding a rope and handing it to Wang's father, saying, "Quick, tie him up!"
Wang's father took the rope and started tying it around Wang Lingxing. After struggling fiercely to no avail, "Wang Lingxing" could only pant heavily and collapse on the ground like a dead fish. But as Wang's father was tying him up, he suddenly raised his head and said,
"Dad, don't tie me up, I know I was wrong, please let me go!"
This time, it was a clear, youthful voice, not the sharp female voice.
Upon hearing the voice, Grandma Wang was overjoyed. She excitedly leaned over, cupped Wang Lingxing's face, and said, "Xingxing! Is it really you?! You've finally woken up."
The difference between Wang Lingxing and his other personality was actually quite obvious. His eyebrows and eyes were quieter and more silent, like a gloomy rain, as if it were raining all year round. He looked weak and quiet, like a damp little mushroom.
Looking at his grandmother, he mustered his courage and whispered, "Grandma, I'm not possessed by a female ghost, I'm just sick..."
Hearing this, Grandma Wang flew into a rage. She yelled, "Shut up! I think you've been bewitched by a female ghost and are talking nonsense!"
Saying this, she grabbed Wang Lingxing's arm and said excitedly, "Xingxing, don't worry, the master will soon drive the female ghost out of your body, and then you'll return to normal and won't talk nonsense anymore!"
"Bullshit! You clearly heard the doctor say that Wang Lingxing has schizophrenia, and I am a personality that he split off himself!" "Wang Lingxing" reappeared, questioning Grandma Wang, "What, is it so hard for you to accept that Wang Lingxing has mental problems?"
Grandma Wang suddenly stood up, angrily saying, "What do you know? Our Wang family was a prestigious clan hundreds of years ago. So many people depended on us for their livelihood!"
"If word got out that you're mentally ill, our family's centuries-old reputation would be ruined! Everyone would know we have a madman in our family—how shameful!"
She looked at Wang Lingxing with fervent eyes, saying, "Xingxing, just bear with it. The reason you feel sick is because of the female ghost inside you. She's making you abnormal. As long as the master performs the ritual, you won't be like this anymore!"
Grandma Wang kept repeating the same old story—Wang Lingxing was possessed by a ghost, and it had to be. Their Wang family couldn't have a madman; it would be too shameful.
Therefore, Wang Lingxing was possessed by a female ghost, and now, as long as the ghost was driven away, he would return to normal and be her precious grandson again.
"Xingxing, just bear with it, okay?" she said loudly.
Wang Lingxing asked, "What if it doesn't work? What if the female ghost inside me can't be driven away? You've already had a master exorcise it for me, but I'm still like this."
His words immediately made Grandma Wang and Father Wang's faces fall.
Father Wang said sternly, "If once doesn't work, then twice; if twice doesn't work, then three, four, five times… I refuse to believe I can't get you back on track!"
His tone was ruthless.
Hearing this, Wang Lingxing seemed to have completely given up hope and suddenly fell silent.
Father Wang tied him up tightly with a rope, lifted him, and placed him in front of the so-called "altar." Master Zhou, who had been watching the sidelines and pretending not to hear anything, turned around at the opportune moment.
"I'll perform the ritual now and destroy the female ghost inside this child," Master Zhou said solemnly.
Father Wang said gratefully, "Then I'll trouble you."
Having heard the previous conversation and already knowing the whole story, Master Zhou smiled, but in his heart he thought: ...This family is really fucking crazy.
Knowing full well the child was sick, they insisted on treating him as possessed by a ghost. Did they think being possessed was more respectable than being mentally ill? Or was it that being possessed wouldn't be shameful if word got out?
Master Zhou couldn't understand the Wang family's thinking, but as a conman, he didn't need to. With this family so cooperative, he'd feel bad if he didn't swindle more money.
Master Zhou put down his whisk, donned his Bagua robe, and accepted the sword from his apprentice.
As a conman, Master Zhou had some skills to have made it this far. He brandished the sword, moving nimbly in the prepared living room, the sword gleaming powerfully and intimidatingly.
Wang Lingxing, bound and kneeling before the altar, head bowed, was silent. He looked like a sacrifice placed before the altar, waiting to be cut in half, offering up his life as a sacrifice.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Suddenly, the Wang family's front door was pounded on loudly, the knocker practically using all their strength, as if they wanted everyone around to know they were knocking.
Grandma Wang and her son, who were intently watching Master Zhou's actions, were startled by the noise and turned to look at the door.
"Who's knocking?" Grandma Wang frowned. "Don't they have any manners?"
She glanced at Master Zhou, who was still exorcising the ghost for her grandson, then quickly went to the door, grasped the doorknob, and opened it a crack—what they were doing in the living room couldn't be seen by outsiders.
"Stop knocking! We have something to do today, we're not receiving guests!" The old lady said as soon as the door opened, without even checking who was outside.
But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard the person outside say, "That won't do, I have to come in today."
That voice... it sounds familiar...
Grandma Wang looked up and peeked through the crack in the door. She immediately saw Xu Gui standing outside, with a cameraman next to her banging on the door. The cameraman's strong physique was being used perfectly at this moment.
"What are you trying to do?" The old lady was completely taken aback, never expecting these two to be causing trouble. She angrily said, "I told you, we don't need your help anymore. Get out of here!"
Xu Gui said calmly, "That won't do. I've taken your money, so I'm obligated to do my job perfectly."
The old lady said, embarrassed and annoyed, "No need. I don't need your help anymore."
Xu Gui's attitude was firm, repeating his previous statement: "I've taken the money, so I have to do the job. That's my principle. Even if you don't want me to help, I still have to."
"Then give me back the money, is that alright?"
"No!"
Xu Gui looked at her calmly and said, "How can I take back money that's already in my pocket?"
The old lady panicked: "This won't work, that won't work, what exactly do you want?"
"Of course, I'm helping." Xu Gui smiled, then glanced at the cameraman beside him and said, "Why did you stop? Keep knocking! Can't you see the door isn't open yet?"
The cameraman: !!
He suddenly realized that even Teacher Xu could be a rogue sometimes.
The paparazzi continued knocking on the door, the knocking so loud that even the neighbors next door couldn't help but open their doors to see who it was. "Hey, who are you?" they asked.
Xu Gui looked at Grandma Wang and smiled, "If you don't open the door, I'll tell your neighbors that the Wang family's eldest grandson has schizophrenia..."
"Bang!"
The Wang family's door suddenly opened in front of Xu Gui. Xu Gui said with satisfaction, "Grandma, if you had cooperated earlier, I think our atmosphere would have been much better."
Grandma Wang trembled with anger.
Xu Gui turned to the neighbor who had peeked out and smiled, "We are Grandma Wang's guests, here to treat Xingxing's illness."
Hearing this, the old lady looked up at Xu Gui with disbelief, seemingly not expecting him to bring this up so openly.
"What's wrong with Xingxing?" The neighbor didn't go inside, but instead asked. "No wonder I haven't seen him go out this past year. My Xiaoxiao said he's dropped out of school too. We're all wondering what happened to him. Why didn't you tell us, Grandma Wang?"
The neighbor was clearly a kind-hearted person. She smiled and asked, "What's wrong with Xingxing? My sister-in-law works at the Central Hospital. Maybe I can help."
Hearing this, Grandma Wang subconsciously denied it, "No, nothing..."
"Depression." Xu Gui interrupted Grandma Wang directly, and then repeated, "Xingxing has depression. He has a mental problem."
Grandma Wang stood there, frozen, her face blank.
The neighbor exclaimed in surprise, "It's depression..."
Grandma Wang didn't hear what the neighbor said after that. She just watched the neighbor leave, then couldn't help but glare angrily at Xu Gui, asking her with extreme hatred, "What are you doing? Why did you tell other people about my illness, Jiaxing's?"
Xu Gui stared at her steadily and said, "So you knew too. He's sick, not that he's been haunted by a ghost?"
Grandma Wang suddenly fell silent, looking at Xu Gui in astonishment.
Xu Gui smiled and said, "You're afraid that if the news of his schizophrenia gets out, it will bring shame to your Wang family. Well then, I'll just make it public and tell everyone in your neighborhood… Tell me, now that your neighbors know Wang Lingxing has depression, how long will it take for the news to spread throughout your entire community?"
Since the Wang family is so afraid, she'll expose everything—a move she calls "cutting off their lifeline."
Now, she'll see how the Wang family continues to insist that Wang Lingxing is faking it.
Grandma Wang fell silent, or rather, she had nothing to say, but her face turned completely ashen.
Just as the atmosphere quieted down, the elevator on their floor arrived, and immediately, two figures in police uniforms appeared before Xu Gui and her companions, a man and a woman.
"Hello, did you call the police?" the policewoman asked as she approached.
The cameraman hurriedly said, "It was me, I called the police!"
The policewoman breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Xu Gui and the other two officers with a somewhat questioning gaze, asking, "You said on the phone that a child was about to be killed, where is that child?"
The cameraman couldn't help but look at Xu Gui—this was what Xu Gui had told him to say.
"Inside the house! I'll take you there!" Xu Gui said without hesitation, then led the two policemen into the house. Grandma Wang wanted to stop them, but she was afraid of the police, and hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Xu Gui had already led the two policemen into the house, briefly explaining the situation to them: "The child is sick, but his family thinks he's possessed by a ghost, so they hired a master to perform an exorcism..."
Hearing this, the two policemen couldn't help but have a somewhat absurd expression on their faces.
Xu Gui had already entered the living room. Looking at the boy kneeling on the floor, head bowed, she said softly, "This child already has a death wish. If this farce isn't stopped, he'll die."
In the fate she envisioned, she saw his death, bright red blood splattering like a smashed watermelon, a gruesome sight.
Two police officers, following behind her, also witnessed Master Zhou's "ritual" in the living room. The policewoman immediately shouted, "What are you doing?"
Master Zhou was wielding his sword with practiced ease. Having been in this business for a long time, he knew how to swindle money effectively. First, he had to make the client feel the money was well spent, so each ritual had to last at least half an hour.
That's why the police were able to see this scene when they entered.
The police's shout startled Master Zhou. Before he could react, he felt dizzy. When he came to his senses, he found his face pressed against the floor, his hands bound behind his back.
Master Zhou's eyes widened, and he instinctively struggled while shouting, "Who is it? What are you doing?"
"Don't move!" The policeman pressed him down hard. "Police!"
Master Zhou: ?
Police, what police?
Then, he saw those two familiar uniforms, and the color drained from his face instantly, his expression one of utter despair.
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: It's over!
*
The male policeman was in charge of arresting him, while the female policeman and Xu Guize went to untie Wang Lingxing.
Wang's father stood to the side, looking somewhat confused, seemingly not understanding why the police were in their house.
The policewoman looked at the bruises on Wang Lingxing's hands from the bindings and couldn't help but glare at Wang's father, scolding, "How could you treat your child like this?"
Wang's father was speechless and explained, "Officer, you don't know, my child has been possessed by a ghost, he's not normal, we're doing this to save him!"
Bullshit!
The policewoman almost blurted out a curse, but fortunately, she reacted in time and swallowed the curse back.
"No matter what, you can't treat a child like this! This is abuse!" she said righteously, turning to Wang Lingxing beside her. "Kid, are you alright?"
Wang Lingxing didn't speak; in fact, he hadn't uttered a single word from the beginning. However, after the policewoman finished speaking, he suddenly moved, turning and heading straight for the balcony behind him.
The policewoman's eyes widened, and she let out an unconscious scream: "Ah..."
Just as Wang Lingxing was about to leap off the balcony, a body suddenly appeared beside him, slamming his body to the ground.
Thud!
Wang Lingxing's body crashed to the ground. He lifted his head, his expression one of utter bewilderment.
"Tsk!" Xu Gui clicked her tongue lightly, grabbed his collar, and said in a condescending tone, "You're such a child. You just encountered something trivial, why did you think of jumping off a building?"
Wang Lingxing shook his head, his face covered in tears, and said, "You don't understand, you know nothing."
Xu Gui raised an eyebrow and said, "Then you underestimate me. There's nothing in this world that I, Xu Gui, don't know."
She looked at Wang Lingxing and said, "I know, you met a pair of unfit parents and an unfit grandmother."
"Your parents are unkind. They say they care about you, but they don't care about your feelings at all. They manipulate your life at will. If they're even slightly dissatisfied with what you do, they suppress you, call you useless, and call you good-for-nothing..."
Wang's father: "..."
Xu Gui continued, "Oh, and there's also that heartless grandmother who thinks you're a grandson and should be more capable than girls, constantly comparing you to the neighbor's cousin."
Wang's grandmother: "..."
Xu Gui looked at the silent woman and said thoughtfully, "Indeed, dying is easier than living, but I still think it's better for you to live, even if you feel very tired."
She reached out and grasped Wang Lingxing's hand, saying earnestly, "Because as long as you live, there are infinite possibilities. Maybe in the future, you'll encounter many things you find wonderful."
Wang Lingxing looked at her blankly, murmuring, "Can I?"
"Of course!" Xu Gui said firmly, "I will give you the courage to live on."
At this moment, silently, fate seemed to have changed.
In the darkness, Wang Lingxing seemed to have gained a little courage to continue living; he didn't know where this bit of luck came from.
Just then, a bird appeared in his field of vision. It flew past and, quite suddenly, dropped a pile of bird droppings, which landed squarely between Xu Gui's eyebrows.
Wang Lingxing: ?
Xu Gui smiled: "It's okay, it's just bad luck, it's normal!"
Anyway, she was already mentally prepared for even worse luck to come—this came from Xu Gui, who was currently feeling very somber.
Wang Lingxing carefully pulled out a tissue and handed it to her. Xu Gui took it and wiped the bird droppings from her head, saying,
"Let me take you to your grandma's house..." "
No!"