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Chapter 28 How can a pheasant be compatible with a phoenix?
"What's wrong with him?" Xiaoyu looked at Tan Wenjie, thought for a moment, and then floated over.

It wasn't that she was attracted by the man's appearance. She was just curious about what song the other person had just sung. It just so happened that the person she was curious about was quite handsome.

But how can we make a weak woman appear in the wilderness in a reasonable way without the other party becoming suspicious?

Xiaoyu flew to the road that Tan Wenjie had to take. The reason why it was called a must-take road was that Tan Wenjie had ridden his bike back and forth on this road four or five times...

A cold wind blew in my face.

Tan Wenjie blinked and suddenly saw a woman in a white dress standing on the side of the road.

It's finally here. If it doesn't come, he will doubt whether there is something wrong with his charm.

"Ouch~" The woman in the white dress suddenly fell sideways and fell on the road.

Fall flat?
Tan Wenjie opened his eyes slightly, it felt so fake.

Forget it, just pretend you didn’t see it. He can’t handle this show.

The car passed by the woman in the white dress.

Xiaoyu watched Tan Wenjie ride away on his bike and felt annoyed. She had already come up with a foolproof plan, so how could something go wrong?

Could it be that the other party has already figured out that I am a ghost?

In that case, there was no need to pretend any longer. She just wanted to know what song the other person was singing.

Sometimes the identity of a ghost is more useful than that of a human.

Thinking of this, Xiaoyu raised her hands and was about to show her strength, but Tan Wenjie, who had not ridden far, suddenly stopped, trotted over and asked worriedly, "Miss, are you okay?"

Xiaoyu's evil spirit immediately dissipated. It turned out that someone had seen through her identity, causing her to almost overturn the table.

But why ride there and then come back?

With her paws hidden behind her back, Xiaoyu lay on her side and shook her head slightly.

The moonlight seemed to have made a deal with her, and it fell softly on her cheeks, illuminating her delicate and charming face with a hint of sickness. Combined with her drooping hair, it made people feel distressed.

"I sprained my foot." As she said this, she pulled the hem of her skirt gently upwards. The white skirt was lifted up in wisps, revealing her smooth calf, but there was a large red and swollen area at her ankle.

"Oh, I really sprained it!"

Tan Wenjie nodded and said, "I'll take you home."

So smooth?

Xiaoyu was surprised and was about to nod but then she realized something was wrong. She just came to ask the other person what song he was singing and didn't think of taking him home. She wanted to take Qiu Sheng home.

Why would a living person rush to go through the process in front of a female ghost?

"Look, you are so beautiful. What if the night watchman teases you when you are walking alone on the street? Why don't I take you back?"

Turns out he's a good-natured guy.

Xiaoyu nodded gently, thinking about asking the other party to pick her up, but she didn't expect that the other party ignored her embrace and trotted back to push the car: "Miss, you only hurt one foot, you will definitely be able to stand up, come on, get in the car, I will take you back."

Xiaoyu shook her head with difficulty: "How can I stand up with a broken leg? Sir, I still need you to help me up."

"Men and women should not touch each other!" Tan Wenjie shook his head. "You can still stand up even if you have an injured leg. I'll show you. It's very simple. You can do it this way."

As he spoke, he straightened his left leg, bent his right knee and squatted down, then stood up with the support of his right leg, quite easily.

"This is called a low-position balance with front leg raises, commonly known as the Ip Man squat. Ip Man should not be famous now, so these are not important. Miss, why don't you try it?"

Xiaoyu: "I..."

She felt that the man in front of her was not only stupid, but too stupid. Teaching a weak woman to stand on one leg using kung fu?
Xiaoyu struggled to try.

If she really wanted to, she could fly without using her legs.

"Oh, I can't!"

discouraged.

"Well, I'm sorry." Tan Wenjie shook his head, stretched out his hand to grab Xiaoyu's wrist and pulled her up suddenly, without any mercy.

"What a dull piece of wood."

If an ordinary man was like this, Xiaoyu would have been annoyed and flew away long ago, but the man in front of her was handsome and sang well, so she wanted to stay a little longer.

Moreover, the kindness of helping her stand up and sending her home, if she thought about it carefully, was no less than Qiu Sheng's kindness of burning incense. She was not lustful, she just wanted to repay the favor, what was wrong with that.

Only after Xiaoyu sat in the back seat did Tan Wenjie get into the car, feeling very satisfied.

The experience is full.

"What song were you singing just now?" Xiaoyu gently pulled the corner of Tan Wenjie's clothes with both hands.

"Ghost Bride, I am the first one to sing it in this era. Does it sound good?"

"It sounds good." Xiaoyu nodded, "Can you sing it again?"

Tan Wenjie said, "I'm a little thirsty. Why don't I go to your house and drink some water to moisten my throat before singing?" Xiaoyu: "..."

She felt that the man in front of her might not be so honest.

"Okay, my home is not far ahead." Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and swept the veil across Tan Wenjie's eyes.

Tan Wenjie subconsciously wanted to grab the gauze covering his eyes, but when he raised his hand, he found that the gauze had disappeared, and a thick fog appeared in front of him at some point.

The fog dissipated quickly, and a mansion appeared ahead of the road.

"This is my home." Xiaoyu said, "I am poor and live in a humble place. Please don't mind, sir."

There was a hint of pride in her words. Not everyone could afford to live in a house like this, and her status as a rich lady was also a big plus.

Tan Wenjie nodded in approval: "It is quite simple, and the young lady's family is not rich."

He is Tan Baiwan, and he cannot refuse the kindness of the town's gentry and elders. Not to mention that Xiaoyu's house was conjured up by a trick, even if it was a real house with a garden, he would not look down on it.

Xiaoyu: "..."

"I don't know what your name is, sir?"

"Tan Wenjie is the richest man in Tanjia Town, which is hundreds of miles away from Renjia Town. His family has only a few million." Tan Wenjie showed off his wealth very reluctantly.

The other party was the one who showed off first, and I was just passively counterattacking.

Xiaoyu: "..."

Why would someone show off their wealth to a female ghost like her? That tone made her teeth itch.

The two entered the house.

"What's your name, Miss?" Tan Wenjie automatically ignored the fact that Xiaoyu was leading the way and her feet had already healed. Some things should not be exposed, otherwise it would be boring.

It was obvious that Xiaoyu was not a good actor. Her only trick was to cover her eyes with ghosts, and the lies she made up were full of loopholes.

"My last name is Dong, and my given name is Xiaoyu."

"Ms. Dong!" Tan Wenjie suddenly felt like singing. He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to sing tonight.

"Mr. Tan, please take a seat." Xiaoyu led Tan Wenjie into the room and poured him a cup of tea.

Then he sat at the table, supported his face with his hands and looked at Tan Wenjie: "Sir, drink your tea quickly, and then sing the song "Ghost Bride"."

Tan Wenjie didn't touch the tea, but asked, "Xiaoyu, you are the only one living in the house, are you a ghost?"

Xiaoyu's face froze: "Haha, how is that possible? The maid and servant just happened to have something to do, so I let them go home to do their work."

"I see." Tan Wenjie nodded, picked up the teacup, and then put it down again.

"Xiaoyu, you are the ghost."

The room became silent.

"You've seen through it a long time ago?" Xiaoyu did not deny it, but she didn't understand how her superb acting skills and sophisticated lies could be seen through.

"If it were idiots like Qiu Sheng and Wencai, they would definitely not be able to see it, but you met me, who tricked people into a haunted house and then harmed them? Humph!" Tan Wenjie snorted coldly.

Xiaoyu: "..."

It was obviously you who insisted on coming to drink tea. Wouldn't a normal person run away immediately if he knew he encountered a ghost?

Xiaoyu's face flashed green as she decided to scare Tan Wenjie away.

She left some space for herself, just making the atmosphere more terrifying. She didn't want to show her horrible death face in front of Tan Wenjie, and she also wanted to look more beautiful when she turned into a ghost.

Tan Wenjie: "Why are you staring at me?"

Her voice was grim: "I..."

Tan Wenjie: "Don't like me. Although I am approachable and handsome, how can a pheasant be worthy of a phoenix?"

Xiaoyu: "I think..."

Tan Wenjie: "You can't even think about it. It's a sin to think about it. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"

Xiaoyu: "I want to kill you!"

She was expressing some of her true feelings now.

Tan Wenjie: "You want to kill me and turn me into a ghost, then you have a chance. No, not at all!"

Xiaoyu suddenly changed back to her original form: "Ah——!"

Tan Wenjie suddenly felt bored: "Not funny at all."

With a flip of his wrist, a machete appeared in his hand. Everyone saw that he was not the first to attack. He was just counterattacking passively.

(End of this chapter)