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One man, one ghost, and a marriage pact that was nothing like what it claimed to be. Wasn’t I the one being wronged here?

Wang Ying sat there, her gaze sharp as a knife. If I admitted that I had really done something with another woman, she would probably torture me to death. I secretly congratulated myself on not having done anything with that girl named Yan Yan.

For my own safety, I recounted everything that had happened today, from the lunch hosted by Shang Xiaoyun to the moment I walked through the door, as quickly and carefully as I could. However, I left out Yan Yan and Xiao Ling. Nothing had happened between us, but this female ghost was such a troublemaker that it was always better to avoid unnecessary complications. So, when describing the events, I simply replaced the two women with two men.

Wang Ying listened, then stood up, her gaze drifting over me.

“Wang Dachuan, do you dare lie to me?”

My whole body trembled. “Wife, I wouldn’t lie to anyone, let alone you!”

Before the words had even left my mouth, a sharp pain stabbed my waist. Wang Ying’s slender fingers pinched me viciously. The pain pierced through my skin and struck straight into my heart. If any other woman had done that, I would have pounced on her and dealt with her on the spot. But this girl was a ghost, not a human. I genuinely didn’t dare. She might have been beautiful, but her entire body was steeped in yin energy. Even if she offered herself to me, I couldn’t do anything with her. I still wanted to live a few more days.

“Does it hurt?” The girl pinched my waist, then leaned close with a seductive smile. Her crimson lips parted, revealing a row of pearly white teeth.

“It hurts! It really hurts!” I moaned.

“Husband, come here. I’ll rub it for you.”

Wang Ying reached out and lifted my T-shirt.

“Oh, dear, husband, it’s already bruised! Does it hurt?”

Her icy fingers pressed gently against the spot, and at last her palm settled over it. The chill of her hand spread through me, and the pain truly began to fade.

After rubbing the area for a while, the female ghost bent down and blew softly on it. The cool breeze against my skin felt indescribably soothing. Looking at her smooth hair and gentle movements, I felt warmth well up inside me. All my resentment vanished in an instant, replaced by an urge to pull her into my arms.

“Better now?”

After rubbing my waist for a while, Wang Ying stood up and faced me. Perhaps because she had been bent over, her chest rose and fell slightly, stirring my heart even more. For a moment, I had completely forgotten that she was a ghost.

“Wife, it doesn’t hurt anymore. Thank you.”

I spoke with such feeling that I nearly lost myself in the moment.

“All right, then tell me. Which woman were you with tonight?”

The tenderness on the female ghost’s face vanished in an instant, replaced by an icy chill.

Damn it! A ghost was still a ghost. Why was she so impossible to deal with? Was this matter not over yet?

“Wife, I—I really didn’t…” I stopped halfway, unwilling to continue. The little ghost’s hand came toward me, her fingers curved like pincers.

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Fortunately, the female ghost didn’t pinch me again. Instead, she reached up to my shoulder and plucked off a strand of hair.

It was long and wavy—the sort of hair that clearly belonged to a woman who had gotten a soft perm.

“Wang Dachuan, what is this? If you explain it clearly, if you can make your story convincing, I’ll let you off. Otherwise, pinching your waist will be the least of your worries. I’ll pinch off that thing of yours too.”

Her icy words struck my heart one after another. This ghost never played by the rules. I could withstand her torment for a while, but what if she really pinched off my manhood in the middle of the night? Even if she didn’t sever it, injuring it would be bad enough. That was the foundation of my entire future! My hopes depended on it!

With no other choice, I had to overturn everything I had just said. I recounted the entire sequence of events, leaving out nothing and adding nothing, and explained that the strand of hair might have been left behind by Yan Yan.

When I finished, Wang Ying smiled triumphantly.

“Wang Dachuan, Wang Dachuan, this strand of hair belongs to me!”

The female ghost lightly plucked another strand from her own head and gave it a shake. In an instant, it became identical to the one in her hand.

I nearly fainted. That ghost had toyed with me completely today. Not only had she toyed with me—she had pinched me too.

My heart was filled with resentment, but there was nothing I could do. I only wished she were not a ghost. If she were an ordinary woman, everything would be so much better.

“You’re bullying me.” I was furious, and my tone was no longer as humble and submissive as before.

“Bullying you? This matter isn’t over yet. Tell me, did you do anything with that girl named Yan Yan?”

Wang Ying flicked her fingers, and the two strands of hair slowly drifted to the floor.

I knew perfectly well that I had done nothing, so I refused to admit otherwise. After hearing my answer, Wang Ying gave a cold snort.

“Wang Dachuan, I know you’re not honest, so I won’t ask anymore. Hold out your finger.”

What was going on now? If she wanted to determine whether I had done anything, shouldn’t she be examining the relevant part of my body? Why was she inspecting my finger? I wasn’t some legendary master of finger techniques. And if I really had done something, I certainly wouldn’t have been foolish enough to use my finger.

Still, examining my finger was better than examining that other place. For one thing, I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to control myself. For another, I was afraid Wang Ying wouldn’t be able to control herself. So I hurriedly extended a finger.

“Such a good little thing. I’m just going to test you. If you dare lie to me, I’ll make you pay a price you could never imagine.”

As she spoke, Wang Ying toyed lightly with my finger. Suddenly, she leaned toward me. Her crimson lips opened like rose petals, and she gently drew my finger into her mouth.

I was mortified. This ghost actually had such a peculiar habit?

Scenes from the dirty videos I had secretly watched in my dormitory flashed through my mind. Those perverse women from Japan had seemed to enjoy sucking men’s fingers.

Before I could figure out what was happening, a sharp pain suddenly shot through my fingertip. I hurriedly tried to pull my hand back, but I couldn’t. My finger was held fast inside her mouth.

Fortunately, it wasn’t terribly painful—just a numb, tingling ache. When I saw thin threads of blood appear at the corners of Wang Ying’s mouth, I realized that the female ghost was drinking my blood.

That didn’t surprise me. Uncle Two had told me long ago to drip a drop of blood into the soul urn every seventh day. I had only done it yesterday, and now she was drinking my blood again.

If she wanted blood, she could simply have said so. Why bother finding an excuse? She really was an overbearing ghost.

After a few seconds, Wang Ying released my finger.

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A faint smile lingered at the corners of her mouth—a satisfied, contented smile. A bright red drop of blood trickled down from her lips, making them look even more crimson. Set against her pale face and chestnut hair, she looked extraordinarily alluring.

“If you wanted to drink my blood, you could have just said so. Why come up with so many excuses? ‘Testing’ me… Did you figure out whether I had done anything with another woman?”

Seeing the smile on her face, I relaxed somewhat, and the tense atmosphere eased a little.

“I figured it out. You still have a little self-control left. You really haven’t done anything with another woman.”

Wang Ying did not wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth with a tissue. Instead, she ran her nimble tongue over it, instantly leaving the corner of her lips clean.

Watching her greedy expression, I felt a chill in my heart. She drank blood with such hunger that I couldn’t help wondering whether, one day, she might devour me skin and all. Just thinking about it made the future seem bleak.

But I couldn’t understand how drinking a mouthful of my blood had told her that I hadn’t been with another woman. That was far too incredible.

“How did you know I hadn’t done anything with another woman?” I couldn’t help asking.

“Your blood is of the utmost yin nature. That is why I agreed to marry you. And even now, you still retain your virginity. Your blood is extremely beneficial to ghosts. Once you have relations with a woman, your blood will become impure, and I’ll naturally be able to sense it. So…”

Wang Ying smiled smugly.

I couldn’t help sighing. So that was how it was.

“Wang Dachuan, I’m warning you now. For the next three years, you are not allowed to touch another woman. If your blood becomes tainted, I’ll be harmed. And if I’m harmed, I’ll castrate you.”

Satisfied, Wang Ying leaped onto the bed, pulled the blanket over herself, and lay down.

I could only smile bitterly in silence. Three years? I was supposed to avoid women for three years? Wasn’t that the same as becoming a monk?

I was already a grown man. Sooner or later, while working with Wei Qi, I was bound to encounter all kinds of women. What did she mean, forbidding me to touch them? She might as well have chemically castrated me!

“Wife, I—I’m a man! Isn’t this a little too cruel? We have no grudge against each other, so why insist on this? We might as well break off the engagement.”

Even I felt sorry for myself.

Wang Ying sat up again.

“Wang Dachuan, you should be grateful. The fact that I haven’t killed you is already a blessing. You bought me and intended to give me to an ugly ghost as his wife. You even looked at my body and touched my stomach. Considering all that, I’ve already shown you more mercy than you deserve.”

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