Lu Yumo sang this song with an impassioned voice and ran as fast as he could.

From her point of view, Fu Zhi could clearly see the trail of tears behind Lu Yumo as he ran forward like the roadrunner she watched on television.

"Don't worry, Zhizhi. I will go look for help now! You wait for me here!"

The crowd did not know what to say, and everyone thought that they should give the best actor award to Lu Yumo. After all, he was the only one who could see ghosts.

Fu Zhi stopped the "female ghost" that was about to chase after Lu Yumo and said, "Let him go back. Stop chasing him."

The female staff member was still muttering "give me back my life" and was dumbfounded when she heard Fu Zhi's words.

Well, it was not like they wanted to chase after Lu Yumo or scare him. It was just that out of the 5 of them, Lu Yumo was the only one who would cooperate with them, while the rest of them had blank expressions on their faces, just like Fu Zhi.

On the other side of the room, Ye Jiu was commenting on the attire that the male staff member was wearing. "This is not good enough. This face mask is too fake. Do you work on a daily basis? Can you go buy a decent mask?"

The male staff member did not know what to say.

'I'm a ghost, I'm a ghost, I'm a ghost! Have you listened to a word I said? I told you I'm a ghost! Can you at least show some respect for my profession and just cry like that wimpy kid did?!'

——

A black Land Rover had come to a complete stop outside of the haunted house.

Lu Yumo, who had just come out of the haunted house, gave his name tag and torchlight back to the staff and stood aside to calm himself down.

While he was wiping the tears off his cheeks, he had no idea why, but his skin was filled with goosebumps, as he had a feeling that someone was looking at him from the back.

He turned his head around and saw the black Land Rover in the dark corner. He wondered why the owner of the Land Rover had to look at him like that. He hadn't met him before, had he?

That was the only question in his mind right now.

Meanwhile, inside the Land Rover...

"How long has it been?" a voice asked.

Liu Mi looked at his watch and replied, "About 10 minutes. The staff told me that although Ms. Fu came to the haunted house with a group of boys from her school, they were separated into several teams."

"When will she come out?"

"This depends on how much time she will spend in the haunted house. Someone like Lu Yumo can only last for about a minute, but Ms. Fu… Well, she doesn't seem like she's afraid of ghosts..."

"I'm asking you, when exactly will Fu Zhi come out?"

Liu Mi felt a chill down his spine and quickly answered, "I'm sorry, President Li. I don't know."

Liu Mi could sense that Li Nanli's expression turned ugly the moment he heard his answer. In fact, Li Nanli's expression had been dark ever since Fu Zhi had been mentioned in the hot topics on Weibo.

He stole a look in Li Nanli's direction through the back-view mirror, and as he'd expected, Li Nanli's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. His heart leaped into a gallop, as he feared that Li Nanli would dismiss his secretary position and send him and his family to Africa to dig in mines.

Li Nanli looked at Liu Mi as he apologized to him, his face bereft of emotion.

Suddenly, he remembered Fu Zhi's catchphrase.

"What would be the use of cops if "sorry" worked?"

"But President Li..." Liu Mi had a weak heart and was certain that he would not be able to handle the hardships if he was sent to Africa. He took a look at the '108 ways to please your wife' on his phone and added, "Although, although Ms. Fu joined the cheerleading team because of her brother, I'm sure she will root for you as well in the future…"

'So, are you saying that I have to play basketball with a bunch of kids?'

Liu Mi's voice was getting smaller and smaller under Li Nanli's intense gaze. He muttered, "On the bright side, this proves that Ms. Fu still has a young heart. The internet says that young girls of Ms. Fu's age are sentimental. President Li, you can try to share a glass of water with her, eat a bowl of rice with her, and finally achieve great harmony in life by covering a bed with a quilt with her..."

Li Nanli raised his head and looked at him.

'Share a glass of water…' he muttered inwardly.

While he was still trapped in his own thoughts, Liu Mi suddenly shouted, "Look, President Li! Ms. Fu is holding a cup of milk tea in her hand!"

Then, Liu Mi added, "Relationship experts online have said that sharing a cup can appropriately increase mutual feelings between men and women and build trust. Besides, this is a disguised, indirect way of kissing, and this behavior can stimulate both parties…"

Li Nanli did not listen anymore. He pushed the door open and waved at the young lady, who had just emerged from the haunted house. "Zhizhi, over here…"

Fu Zhi was stunned for a moment. When she came around to her senses, she looked around as if she was looking for something. Then, when she could not find the thing she was looking for, she walked toward the car.

She didn't like being cold, so she had put on a long, black jacket today and a knitted scarf. She was wearing a pair of leather shoes, and there was a thin red thread around her exposed ankles. She had pulled her hair together and tied it into a bun with a blue hair tie.

After she went into the car, Li Nanli asked, "You are here with your brothers?"

She replied, "And a few of my classmates."

Fu Zhi was the first one to come out of the haunted house. Compared to her friends, who were still willing to cooperate with the staff, Fu Zhi was so calm and expressionless that even the staff did not know what to do with her.

After she came out of the haunted house, she felt that it had been really boring.

Li Nanli nodded. The inside of the car was warm, and he had just put on a white t-shirt.

Right now, as he leaned against the cushion, he glanced across the cup of roselle red bean milk tea in Fu Zhi's hand.

Then, he said, "It's a little stuffy in here, and I'm having a sore throat."

"Then turn off the air conditioning," Fu Zhi said. "You've probably caught the flu on your way back from the capital, but I don't think it's a big deal judging from your complexion. If you still feel unwell, remember to buy some emergency syrup to drink on your way home."

Li Nanli was speechless.

He cleared his throat slightly and tapped his finger rhythmically on the cushion.

"President Li is as fit as a fiddle. I'm sure he's just feeling a little thirsty," Liu Mi chimed in. "I was thinking of buying a bottle of water for him, but there wasn't any warm water in the shop." As he was talking, he pretentiously glanced across the milk tea in Fu Zhi's hand and gasped. "Oh, Ms. Fu! What a coincidence! You even brought a cup of milk tea? Then you can just drink the milk tea, President Li!"

Fu Zhi said, "Erm, this is not so convenient."

The moment she uttered these words, Fu Zhi felt Li Nanli suddenly tighten his grip on her hand.

Fu Zhi then turned to him and asked, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Li Nanli replied, "It's none of your business."

Fu Zhi was speechless.

'I'm a doctor, not your boyfriend. Okay?'