Ye Mingze was indignant at her scolding.
"None of you believe me, do you?"
Ye Shixian's delicate brows furrowed. "Just think about it. You know this is impossible. How long has he been dead? How could he possibly come back now?"
Ye Mingze retorted, "Well, Ye Chutang and the others came back, didn't they?!"
'And they're scarily powerful, too!'
Ye Shixian wished he would just shut up. "People are people, and ghosts are ghosts. How can you confuse the two? Besides, ghosts don't exist. You must have seen and heard wrong. Father is already stressed enough over Mother's affairs, so don't cause any more trouble."
She gave Ye Mingze another once-over. "You actually fainted from fright last night. If word of this gets out, who knows how people will laugh at you!"
Ye Mingze's face turned pale with anger. He spun around resentfully and pulled the covers over his head.
"In any case, I'm not staying in that room anymore!"
'Who knows if there's something unclean in there!'
