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He slowly stood up from the ground and looked around, not knowing where he had entered.

The surroundings were filled with children's toys, clothes, snacks, pastries … They were all new, and not something that had been there for a long time. It seemed that someone would come in every day to change them.

Only, he didn't hear that Huang Minghai had a son that hadn't grown up. Could it be that Huang Rulong had an illegitimate child that he raised here?

However, it was so dark here. The children would be scared if they stayed here. They would never be able to live here, otherwise, how could there be only things and no children?

Squatting beside an exquisite table, he looked at the exquisite cake on top of it, as well as the temperature. It was fresh from the oven.

Reaching for it, he decided to try the taste of the cake.

"Ha …"

A chill appeared at the back of his neck, as if someone were whispering behind him.

He quickly retracted his hand and stood up. He immediately understood.

How was this raising a child? This was clearly where the little ghost was raised. He had entered the little ghost's location, yet he still hadn't noticed.

If he had eaten that thing just now, the little devil would have pestered him.

There was a saying that was good: Hades was easy to mess with, but little ghosts were hard to deal with.

If a kid got involved, his life would be over.

The little ghost would not give up until he achieved his goal.

If he ate the cake, the kid would hate him for the rest of his life. Even if there were so many other delicacies around, the kid would only remember that he ate a piece of cake.

"This is so f * cking strange!"

Zhong Wentao rubbed his hands together, swearing for the first time.

From this, it could be seen how ambitious Huang Minghai was to raise a little kid in such a large space.

If the little brat was not well groomed, there would be a backlash, and Huang Minghai would die.

Not even afraid of death, Zhong Wentao was slightly afraid of retreating.

This matter was getting more and more serious, more and more sinister. He didn't want to investigate any further.

He did not dare to place the tip of his tongue between his eyebrows. He could feel that this little devil was a terrifying existence. Perhaps, it was more terrifying than any wandering soul he had ever seen in his room.

Even if he wasn't invincible, he would still feel fear.

In this body, the fear of the soul would increase.

"Clang!"

The sound of the door opening could be heard as a dim light shone down from above. Someone had come down.

He quickly hid in the dark, trying to get as far away from the light as possible.

Dong …

Dong …

Dong …

Heavy footsteps came from afar, knocking on Zhong Wentao's ears time and time again.

The sound of footsteps stopped after a while. Huang Minghai's voice sounded, it was located on the second floor.

He didn't come down completely. He just stood on the flight of stairs in the middle of the air.

It seems that Huang Minghai was also afraid of this brat and did not dare to come down personally, so he maintained this distance from the beginning to the end.

"It's time for dinner."

As Huang Minghai shouted, Zhong Wentao could feel a black shadow flash out, and stand at the position below where Huang Minghai was.

Large chunks of raw meat were thrown down from above. The smell of blood was somewhat strong, mixed with the special taste of beef and lamb.

Zhong Wentao became even more nervous. He did this because he wanted the little kid to be familiar with the smell of blood since a young age.

The feeling of watching this little ghost had been nurtured for at least ten to twenty years, but it had yet to fully take shape.

Why did Huang Minghai exhaust so much energy for?

In the next second, Zhong Wentao felt someone looking at him, so he immediately closed his eyes, and did not look at anyone.

If he couldn't see the ghost, he would be able to make the little ghost know that someone other than his master was here and would go crazy.

Back then, he had brought his sect's people to get rid of a lot of little imps and had studied all of this. However, his soul was also stained with the immoral aura of the little imps, so it was much easier for him to be noticed by the little imps than other people.

If he felt that the consequences were worse, the little ghost would take revenge for the little ghosts who had died earlier. He would not be discovered, at least not in front of Huang Minghai.

He closed his eyes and took out some beige powder from his pocket. It was the pollen of Shinan.

He quickly sprinkled it all around him and surrounded himself.

The little brat originally came over to take a sniff at Zhong Wentao's smell, and directly asked for the smell of Shi Nan's pollen. He sneezed and quickly escaped.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Child?"

Huang Minghai was the little demon's master, so he could naturally see the little demon's existence. Seeing his anxious look, it was obvious that he cared about the little demon even more than his two sons.

The kid could not answer. He could only hide in the darkness. No matter how he called, he would not come out.

Huang Minghai waited for a while, but nothing happened, so he left.

Every time he came here, he would have to spend a lot of effort to comfort himself. Looking at this green-faced, fang-toothed kid, he also felt a bit absent-minded about why he raised this thing all those years ago, but now, he was unable to send it away.

When Huang Minghai completely left, Zhong Wentao heaved a sigh of relief. He opened his eyes and looked around with difficulty.

Shi Nan's pollen was specifically brought by him this time, and the smell of the flower itself was extremely unpleasant. After grinding it into powder, the smell became even more intense, and was the kid's most detestable smell.

Surrounding Shi Nan's pollen, the little ghost would flee due to the smell, thus not caring about whether or not someone was there.

"Phew …"

After confirming that there really was a little kid here, Zhong Wentao decided to not stay any longer.

He still did not know how to deal with this little ghost, so he decided to leave first. He needed time to calm down.

They followed Huang Minghai and went up the stairs, and stopped in front of a door.

He put his ear against the door and listened quietly.

Quiet... It was very quiet!

If he was not clear about the situation outside, it was very likely that he would be fighting against Huang Minghai. At that time, no matter how he explained, Huang Minghai would not believe him.

And he still hadn't figured out what the mechanism was. There were too many questions for him to investigate.

After thinking about it, he took out his phone from his pocket and sent a message to Cheng Yang: Huang Family, save me, come quickly!

Cheng Yang was initially waiting at home for dinner, but when he saw the message, he immediately ran out and knocked Cheng Yong who had just came in, and did not have time to explain. He quickly ran out.

"Stinking brat!"

Cheng Yong shouted loudly. When Cheng Yang heard this, he could only pretend not to hear it.

From Cheng Yong's point of view, Cheng Yang had done it on purpose.

Unsatisfied with him, yet venting in a place like this.

As he drove Cheng Yong's car, he found the key after knocking Cheng Yong down.

This was the first time he had encountered this car, so he was not familiar with it.

Arriving at the Huang Family with a stumble was already an hour away.

Cheng Yong didn't even know that his beloved car had been driven away by Cheng Yong. Along the way, he had been scraped numerous times and it had already 'ruined his appearance'.

Huang Minghai was very curious about Cheng Yang's sudden appearance … The servant let him in and received him in the living room.

"Brat from the Cheng family, why are you here?"

Huang Minghai laughed and asked, his attitude was still considered polite.

Cheng Yang did not have much contact with him, and only a few years ago, Huang Minghai came to the Cheng family to visit them. After seeing them once, he even received a big red packet from them, but their family's old man just gave Huang Rulong a big red packet.

This was the second time they met face to face, and it was truly awkward.

"Hehe, I was just passing by, and I thought of Uncle Huang's house, so I came to take a look. It was a bit rude, I'm so sorry …"

Cheng Yang said, his eyes constantly scanning his surroundings, wanting to see where Zhong Wentao was hiding.

Hustling him over, and that's the end of it?

"Are you looking for someone?"

Seeing his small movements, Huang Minghai asked with a smile.

"Hehe, I didn't see Huang Rulong."

Cheng Yang immediately said out a name. Luckily Huang Minghai still had a son, otherwise the whole situation would have been even more awkward.

"He went out, and Ruli wasn't there."

The meaning behind his words was that if Cheng Yang continued to look around, he would have no excuse.

While the two of them were speaking awkwardly, Zhong Wentao had already walked out of the terrifying place smoothly. He did not expect that the door was actually behind a bookshelf in Huang Minghai's study.

He carefully inspected the ground and saw a small mechanism he stepped on. It was at the center of the floor in the study.

The Huang Family shouldn't have a back door to leave from, if not Huang Rulong would have sent him off long ago.

Therefore, he had to wait for Huang Rulong to return and cover for him.

In his room, he sent a message to Cheng Yang, indicating that Cheng Yang should find an excuse to leave quickly.

Looking at the message on his phone, Cheng Yang wanted to die.

He could leave so easily?

Then what was he supposed to do here?

Huang Minghai's smile was harmless, but it made him feel that he was in great danger, and that Huang Minghai had discovered his intentions.

We have to get out of here. It's too dangerous.

"What, you're leaving now?"

Laughing softly, Huang Minghai clapped his hands. A security guard had already walked in from the outside and sealed the door, preventing Cheng Yang from leaving so easily.

"What do you want?"

Cheng Yang was very nervous.

After all, they were still old friends, aren't they afraid of falling out and not meeting each other again?

"Uncle Huang, what are you doing?"

Cheng Yang felt nervous as he coldly spoke.

"Don't worry, I'm just curious about the contents of your phone. Give me his phone."

Huang Minghai instructed with a smile.

In the next second, Cheng Yang's phone was already in the hands of the security guards, and they handed it over to Huang Minghai.

Huang Minghai immediately opened the text message page. He didn't care about anything else, he only read the first message that was not read yet.

It was Cheng Yong's, and it read: "If you continue to drive my car back here, I'll kill you!"

Raising his head to look at Cheng Yang's awkward smile, Huang Minghai's vigilance decreased a little. Seems like Cheng San had secretly driven Cheng Yong's car out to play, and was in such a hurry to leave after being caught by someone.

"Haha, Uncle Huang, don't scare me, I'm timid."

Cheng Yang smiled along, he did not know what Huang Minghai had looked at.

The record of him texting Zhong Wentao was deleted right after he finished reading it, so there shouldn't be any clues, but Huang Minghai clearly saw the content, what could it be?