Good Morning, Miss Ghost Chapter 13.1

The sound [Mo Zhen] was very loud, but it was not loud enough for everyone in the amus.e.m.e.nt park to hear, However, to Mo Zhen it felt as if every single person in the amus.e.m.e.nt park was now staring at him.

Mo Zhen had originally wanted to quietly leave the amus.e.m.e.nt park unnoticed, but his fans kept on screaming “Mo Zhen” and “Emperor Mo” and the voices increased in size and sound. Hearing this, Mo Zhen subconsciously increased the speed of his footsteps, and later decided to directly run away.

His army of fans quickly ran behind him, calling his name and trying to catch up. Despite Mo Zhen being a fast runner, he did not manage to get rid of his fan club, but instead the crowd of fans chasing after him had even increased.

Ah Yao, who has been following behind Mo Zhen, looked behind at the large ma.s.s of people gathering, and anxiously floated in front of him, “where are you going?”

“Male Washroom!”

“Do you think the male washroom can stop them?”

Mo Zhen: “…”

“You go to the parking lot, I can help you block them!”

“How are you going to block them?” Mo Zhen raised his head, Ah Yao had already floated behind him, Mo Zhen could only see a glimpse of her white dress before she disappeared.

The situation had caused so much frenzy in the amus.e.m.e.nt park that even the security guards had been alerted, Mo Zhen looked at the several security guards in the distance, and sped up his footsteps to run towards him.

Ah Yao had said she would block Mo Zhen’s fans, and catch up with him later, but she did not have any special powers and could only use tricks. Suddenly, the wind picked up, blowing every in sight. The surrounding trees rustled uneasily, and the sidewalk parasols had fallen onto the ground, causing the Mo Zhen chase team to have to slow down.

The security at that time took the chance to block the fans and Mo Zhen disappeared quietly in a corner from the eyes of the crowd.

When she stopped the wind blowing, Ah Yao felt very faint and tired, and watched as her body turned more and more transparent

Mo Zhen went directly to the parking lot and got into the car, and drove all the way to the villa. It was only when he closed his villa front door that he let out a few breaths. It had been a while since he had to run like this, if he had been caught at the amus.e.m.e.nt park, he would be eaten until there were no bones left.

Putting the car keys on the table, Mo Zhen went to the sofa before sitting down and waited for ten minutes, but Ah Yao still did not appear.

His eyebrows scrunched up together as he waited for Ah Yao to appear, finally Mo Zhen opened his mouth, and directly called, “Ah Yao.”

This was the first time he had ever called Ah Yao by her name, but when he thought about the vow he had made never to say her name, Mo Zhen could not help but laugh at his own hypocrisy.

But Ah Yao still did not appear, Mo Zhen looked at the time and decided to go take a bath and then sleep. The bed in the master bedroom had finally been changed, when Tang Qiang did things, he did them very efficiently and professionally. But tomorrow, he would probably have a headache since he had caused such a havoc, Mo Zhen believed that there would be a whole lot of media coverage soon.

Mo Zhen fell sleep until six o’clock in the evening, but when he woke up, Ah Yao still hadn’t appeared.

At noon, he had only eaten a few pieces of cake with the crew when he had felt the violent movement of his stomach and stopped, but right now, Mo Zhen’s stomach was mostly empty.

Walking to the first floor, he opened the refrigerator and took out a box of biscuits and Mo Zhen sat in front
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of the computer. Opening the computer and entering QQ, Mo Zhen was disappointed to see that [Divine Scoundrel] was still offline.

Clicking the b.u.t.ton to open the dialogue box, Mo Zhen’s fingers on the keyboard quickly tapped, “Master, a thousand years will have to pa.s.s by for you to respond on QQ!”

Mo Zhen finished this message, and then in the input box again typed a few words, but then deleted them, then he rewrote and then deleted them yet again, these actions repeated several times over and over again. Annoyed at his own behavior, Mo Zhen took his frustrations out on the table.

Considering for a long time, Mo Zhen finally pressed the send b.u.t.ton, “If a ghost had used too much of its spiritual power, what will happen?”

After he sent this sentence, although it was very unlikely the other side would respond, Mo Zhen still felt very nervous waiting.

Surprisingly, the other side soon responded, “They will disappear.”

Mo Zhen looked at this sentence, his pupils slightly shrunk, even the hand on the table had subconsciously clenched tightly into a fist.

“I’m kidding, most ghosts just need sleep and then they will be fine.”

Mo Zhen: “…”

“Do I look like I’m laughing?” Mo Zhen vented angrily tapping the keyboard, seemingly wanting to whack a hole into the keyboard.

The other side made a smiling expression, and asked: “I have something to finish at the end of this year and then I’ll come back, the thing you mentioned last time, is it urgent?”

Mo Zhen frowned for a moment, and replied: “I’ll wait for you to come back to ask. But, why did you pick today to finally go online?” Also at such a perfect time too.

“I came out to wish you a happy birthday, and yet you aren’t very grateful to me.”

Mo Zhen: “…”

“Goodbye.” He sent a waving expression, and without hesitation he went offline.

He once again went to the refrigerator, Mo Zhen looked inside, and finally took out the pasta. When he was just putting the noodles down, the doorbell rang.