Chapter 97
[Good thing the production team didn’t show the big screen. Just hearing those sounds was enough to scare me half to death.]
[You two brave ones, don’t scare this group of timid people to death.]
[Still too naive. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have handed film-picking rights to Teacher Xie.]
[Hahahahahaha! More memes incoming.]
While Xiao Jingxi and the others were trembling from fright, Yu Jinzhe just sat there staring pale-faced at the big screen, cold sweat streaming down.
Xie Mi propped her chin up and looked at him with great amusement.
“Looks like little brother Jinzhe quite likes this movie.”
Yu Jinzhe stiffly turned his head, asking awkwardly, “Why did you pick this film?”
“It was right in the front row, so I just grabbed it casually. I heard it’s adapted from a very famous horror novel, called The Cursed Grudge Spirit.”
Yu Jinzhe’s pupils shook violently.
With Shen Yanqing holding the only key to the locked door, no one was leaving until the movie ended.
So they had no choice but to grit their teeth and watch, their hearts turning to ash.
Even in such a moment, Xiao Jingxi didn’t forget to display his “gentlemanly demeanor.” He stretched out his hand to cover Xie Mi’s eyes.
Xie Mi frowned and shifted to the side.
Xiao Jingxi extended his hand further to block again.
She moved down, he moved down.
She moved up, he moved up.
The guy was determined to block every angle, full coverage, no blind spot.
Finally, Xie Mi couldn’t take it anymore and slapped him. “You brat, you looking for trouble?!”
Xiao Jingxi covered his face: “?”
How was this different from what he imagined?
Xu Shuangrong quickly stepped in to shield Xiao Jingxi, glaring at Xie Mi. “Teacher Xie, no matter what, you can’t just hit someone.”
“Yes, Old Xie.”
Shen Yanqing lazily picked up the thread.
Xu Shuangrong’s heart skipped—thinking he was going to speak up for her—but his next words were, “Beating a dog is one thing, but the poor owner’s heart must ache.”
Xiao Jingxi’s expression darkened. He dodged Xu Shuangrong’s concern. “I’m fine.”
Xu Shuangrong’s mouth twitched.
[Old Shen’s mouth really snatches the bamboo shoots.]
[Wait, why does Xie Mi get to slap Film Emperor Xiao? So arrogant and no one cares?]
[Are you blind? Didn’t you see Xiao Jingxi deliberately blocking so Sister Xie couldn’t watch the movie?]
[Xiao Jingxi was worried she’d be scared. He was helping her out of kindness, okay?]
[Bro… who’s the one that’s actually scared here?]
[…]
Can’t even argue. Truly can’t argue.
Everyone could see Xie Mi was watching the horror flick with relish, while Xiao Jingxi was the one squealing nonstop.
[Xiao Jingxi protecting Xie Mi? That’s completely backwards!]
[No lies detected hahahahahaha!]
After the film ended, Yu Jinzhe stumbled back to his room still shaken—only to find that book on his desk again!
A sticky note on the cover read: You’ll never escape me.
The boy screamed again.
He grabbed the book, dashed to the back garden, and threw it straight into the firepit—burning it to ashes.
From the pavilion, Qiu Chengye, sipping coffee, watched blankly. “What’s up with him today, all mysterious and twitchy?”
Liu Woxing thought for a moment. “Rebellious phase?”
Yu Jinzhe returned, face grave. Seeing the desk empty at last, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Exhausted, he collapsed onto the bed and drifted off—only to be shaken awake shortly after by staff.
“Teacher Yu, you have a package.”
Frowning at his interrupted nap, Yu Jinzhe opened the anonymous delivery.
Inside lay a charred copy of The Cursed Grudge Spirit!
Another sticky note was attached: You didn’t think you could get rid of me so easily, did you?
Jie-jie-jie-jie-jie…
“Ahhhhh—!!”
The boy completely snapped.
Just before fainting, he dimly saw his phone light up—it was a message from Xie Lian.
Xie Lian: [I was watching the live broadcast. What’s going on? How can Xie Mi sit there watching a horror film without even blinking?]
Xie Lian: [Bad intel! Don’t read that book!]
“…”
Thanks a lot. Already finished it.
Not only finished it, but now haunted endlessly.
Xie Lian, just you wait.
“Teacher Yu! Teacher Yu?! Quick, call the medical team!!”
Yu Jinzhe’s livestream chat was in chaos.
[Ahhhhh this is terrifying! What’s with that book? Why does it keep showing up even after he throws it away?]
[I think it’s called The Cursed Grudge Spirit? Does it mean whoever reads it gets cursed?]
[Don’t tell me little brother Jinzhe ran into a ghost?]
[Wuwuwu I just came for a dating show, why this horror arc??]
Meanwhile, viewers from Xie Mi’s stream wandered in, adding fuel to the fire.
[That stream is already a total mess, hurry up and drink the chaos soup while it’s hot.]
[Cosmetics ad spam: glowy skin, luxury vibes~ already placed my order, sisters, don’t miss out.]
[LOL too many elements in this thread.]
[One side’s in trouble, the other side piling more trouble on.]
Yu Jinzhe’s fans: [?]
Sensing something was off, they hopped to Xie Mi’s stream to investigate.
On screen, Xie Mi sat peacefully in the living room, sipping Shen Yanqing’s afternoon tea, serene and tranquil.
No way… this was off!
Jinzhe’s fans, still not convinced, went digging on Weibo for Xie Mi’s replay.
But they didn’t even need to search—Weibo’s hot searches already had it:
#Yu Jinzhe angered her again?#
Clicking in, they saw a short video compilation of Xie Mi’s “entire crime process.”
Yu Jinzhe tossed the book in the trash → Xie Mi fished it out.
Yu Jinzhe threw it outside, watched the garbage truck haul it away → Xie Mi flagged down the truck and retrieved it.
Yu Jinzhe burned it in the firepit → Xie Mi stomped out the flames and grabbed it back.
Why wasn’t there footage of her entering his room?
Because she slipped the book back in through the garden window.
Yu Jinzhe’s fans fell silent: “…”
… They’d been played.
Top comment in the feed: Don’t know what Jinzhe did to offend her this time, but seriously—why’d you go and provoke her at all?
When Yu Jinzhe woke up and learned the truth from Weibo, he sat silently on the bed for a long time.
Buzz buzz.
A new message from Xie Lian.
Xie Lian: [Saw the hot search. You got played by Xie Mi?]
Xie Lian: [She’s getting more and more unreasonable. We must teach her a good lesson!]
Xie Lian: [Don’t worry, I’ll think of another way. She must have other weaknesses.]
Yu Jinzhe: [Just you wait.]
Xie Lian: ????
[! You have been blocked by the other party]
On the little balcony, Xie Mi sat cross-legged in a wicker chair, happily sipping jasmine tea.
Who would’ve thought—
The “yandere villain” of the original novel, Yu Jinzhe, who feared neither blood nor corpses…
Turned out to be scared of ghosts.
She had finally found his weakness.
