Villain: Starting as a Corrupt Tycoon's Wife

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The lights in the dance studio shone through the crack in the door, and although she had turned the volume down, they still attracted the attention of the girls outside.

"Oh my, isn't this our school beauty Zhang?"

The girl pushed open the door and came to her side with her little follower.

Zhang Xiaoya didn't argue with them and continued dancing.

The girl really hated her defiant attitude. "You dare ignore me?"

The girl ignored her completely, not even glancing at her.

She hasn't contacted anyone these past two days, thinking that this way the other party won't do anything to her, at most they'll just verbally bully her a bit.

"I've found out that you've never had a father and only have a single mother... If you ask me, you're not some bastard child from who-knows-where, are you?"

These words stung the girl. Zhang Xiaoya glared at them fiercely, but still didn't say anything.

When the girl in the lead saw that the young woman was still ignoring her, she became furious and ordered the speakers to be turned off. Then she surrounded the girl again.

Zhang Xiaoya could no longer dance and was pushed and shoved by them, gradually moving closer to the windowsill.

During this time, her red dance shoes also fell off.

The atmosphere in the dance studio became oppressive, the reflections in the mirror began to distort, and the entire room was shrouded in a blood-red mist.

The girl in the lead grabbed her long hair and slapped her pretty face, while Zhang Xiaoya could only helplessly cover her face and beg for mercy.

"Keep going!" When the girl realized she couldn't hit her face, she punched her hard in the chest. "Weren't you so tough just now? Now you know how to beg for mercy?"

"I was wrong, please don't hit me anymore..."

tick~

A drop of blood-red liquid seeped from the mirror, then more and more appeared, gradually gathering into a small stream on the ground.

They ignored this scene as if they were in another time and space.

When Lingyun saw the girl being pressed against the window, her emotions reached a breaking point.

"Little Love!"

I can buy my brother half a minute. After that, the dream won't last!

"it is good."

With his power restored, Lingyun appeared at the doorway.

"stop!"

At his low shout, the girls stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.

"Teacher Ling!"

The girl in the lead quickly released the girl's hair and walked over with a fawning smile: "Don't misunderstand, we're just playing with Xiaoya! Isn't that right, Xiaoya?"

Her second half of her sentence carried a threat: if Zhang Xiaoya dared to say a single wrong word today, she would make the girl regret ever being born.

Ling Yun smiled; he could tell that this girl liked him.

However, there are plenty of people who like you, so who do you think you are?

Ling Yun pressed her head down, and the girl blushed, becoming shy: "Teacher Ling, how about we go to your office and talk slowly?"

"We will meet again."

The next second, the girl's head exploded like a watermelon, and blood splattered on Ling Yun's clothes and face, making his handsome face look particularly terrifying.

"And you too, none of you will escape."

Unlike other girls in the school, their faces were so clear that you could see every pore.

This is the face that Zhang Xiaoya has been recalling day and night since her death, so how could it not be clear?

He circulated his Blazing Sun True Qi throughout his body, and Ling Yun charged forward, smashing another girl's body to pieces with a single punch, then a third, a fourth...

Blood stained the floor, and the mirror shattered.

Ling Yun walked towards the terrified girl: "Uncle Xu is already collecting evidence. None of those who bullied you will escape!"

As he finished speaking, the entire school building began to tremble, and then turned to ashes...

Ling Yun woke up from his dream, glanced at the time, and saw that it was already past four in the morning. A ray of light appeared outside the window.

Wu Ling appeared by the bedside, a single tear of bright red blood still clinging to the corner of her eye. When she saw Ling Yun wake up, she wanted to approach him, but was afraid of waking the two women beside him.

Ling Yun pulled his arm out from under the two women, got off the bed, pressed the back of her head, and pulled her into his arms.

"I know." Ling Yun kissed her cold cheek. "With me here, no one will dare to lay a finger on you again."

After she calmed down a bit, Ling Yun jokingly said, "When did I become Teacher Ling?"

Wu Ling was somewhat at a loss: "I don't know either. Maybe the dream automatically adjusted itself to make it more believable after you entered it?"

Watching them embrace, a girl in some boundless space proudly rubbed the tip of her nose with her fingertip.

In the living room, Zhang Xiaoya sat in Ling Yun's lap, and the two played a two-player game.

Games are the best spice of life. After playing for more than an hour, Zhang Xiaoya was grinning from ear to ear, constantly talking about the game's content.

There is no absolute good or bad between ghosts and humans.

There are good ghosts and bad ghosts, and there are good people and bad people.

Ling Yun doesn't consider himself a good person, but those who killed Zhang Xiaoya are definitely evil.

Such people are nothing but a menace in this world, and they will harm even more innocent people.

In the workplace, they also bully colleagues who dare not fight back, bringing bullying into their respective work positions.

Ling Lan got up to make breakfast. Ling Yun paused his game, hugged Zhang Xiaoya, and whispered in her ear, "Why don't you tell me about your mother?"

"I'm afraid to face her..."

Ling Yun kissed Zhang Xiaoya's earlobe, making her shiver involuntarily.

Where does she live?

Wu Ling was silent for a moment, then spoke softly, "It's just outside the Fourth Ring Road..."

The kitchen was filled with an irresistible aroma, but in Zhang Xiaoya's eyes, no matter how delicious Ling Lan's cooking was, it couldn't compare to what she was eating.

Because of the small size of the bread roll, she couldn't use it to hold Ling Yun, so she had to use other means to satisfy him.

Her lips were even colder than Dong Xiaodie's, yet they carried a different feeling.

Because Xiao Lingyun was so large, it was difficult for Zhang Xiaoya to eat it all, but she still managed to do it.

Her alluring eyes stared at Ling Yun, and she touched her throat—where a bulge had appeared.

She doesn't need to breathe and can maintain this position for a long time.

Ling Yun had her lie back on the sofa, then held her long, slender legs together and lingered between her red lips.

Zhang Xiaoya took the opportunity to wrap her arms around the young man's strong thighs, and amidst the surging onslaught, she experienced her first blissful moment.

Perhaps it was because the female ghost's sensitive areas were different, or perhaps it was Ling Yun's extraordinary talent, but in any case, Zhang Xiaoya had indeed flown once.

Ling Lan came over as soon as she smelled the aroma, and almost knelt down in front of Ling Yun with a plate of bread in her hand. She took over the authority and began to make a loving breakfast.

Watching the two women licking side by side, Ling Yun stroked their pretty faces and began his pleasant day.

Chapter 132 Reunion

The Fourth Ring Road of Beijing.

The housing prices here are several times cheaper than in the downtown area, but in Beijing, land is extremely valuable, and prices starting at tens of thousands per square meter are not affordable for ordinary people.

Zhang Xiaoya and her mother Zhang Wan used to live in an old neighborhood.

When the supercar arrived at the entrance of the residential area, Lingyun was stumped about how to park it.

The roads here are narrow, and there aren't many parking spaces in the residential area. In an era where everyone has one car, it's difficult for outside vehicles to find a place to park.

The quick-witted security guard could tell at a glance that the car was expensive, so he managed to find a stall for him and squeeze it in.

Lingyun slipped a pack of cigarettes to the security guard, who waved it off with a smile and said that it was a parking space belonging to the property management, and he would notify Lingyun if they came later.

He found her home using the address provided by Zhang Xiaoya.

Her mother's name is Zhang Wan, and she is a primary school dance teacher. The girl has been practicing with her mother since she was a child, and has always maintained a very good figure.

The dance teacher didn't have classes every day. Zhang Xiaoya remembered that her mother would rest at home every Tuesday morning.

Her house has an old-fashioned double door, with an iron gate with mesh on the outside and a wooden door on the inside. In the past, before air conditioning, they would open the wooden door to let in fresh air and keep out mosquitoes.

Ling Yun knocked on the door, and a woman's voice came from inside.

"Who?"

"Excuse me, is this Teacher Zhang's house?"

"Yes, I'm here!"

Zhang Wan thought it was a student's parent coming to see her, and was wondering what was going on when she opened the wooden door and saw Ling Yun carrying milk and fruit.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Wan was somewhat wary. Recently, due to the videos and analyses circulating online, many busybodies had come to interview her, but she had turned them all away.

"My name is Ling Yun, and I am Zhang Xiaoya's classmate."

After Ling Yun said those words, the woman's expression changed slightly.

"Then come in." She opened the door and welcomed Ling Yun in.

Name: Zhang Wan

【Age】：42

[Value]: 166, C

[Affection]: 75 (Friendly)

[Combat Power]: 6

[Special]: Gentle words heal the heart (blue)

[Identity]: Supporting female character in "I'm Really Not a Ghost Hunter"

Gentle words can soothe the heart: using the simplest words to quietly calm the anxiety and unease in others' hearts.

Zhang Wan is a supporting female character, and her status in the plot should be similar to that of Bai Ning.

"Come on over, no need for gifts. I can't eat all this by myself at home."

"Hey, how can you come empty-handed?"

Ling Yun put the things behind the door and followed Zhang Wan to the table.

Her home layout was even more compact than Bai Xin's; she had converted it into an open kitchen and left a small space for a folding table.

The cabinet built next to the door serves as an entryway, and a photo of Zhang Xiaoya and Zhang Wan is displayed on it.

"My home is too small, I'm sorry."

Ling Yun smiled but didn't say anything, instead sizing up Zhang Wan in front of him.

Zhang Wan's appearance is completely different from Zhang Xiaoya's; she belongs to a different style of mature beauty, but is equally charming.

However, the two women also have similarities, namely, they are both slim, with almost no excess fat on their lower abdomen and great leg shapes.

"What kind of tea would you like? We have black tea, green tea, and white tea."

"Just drink some plain water."

After chatting for a while, Zhang Wan suddenly turned her head and asked softly:

"Actually, you're not Xiaoya's classmate, right?"

"I……"

“I remember all of Xiaoya’s classmates from kindergarten to high school, and none of them were as beautiful as you. She went to an all-girls college, and you couldn’t even find a male cat on the whole school.” Zhang Wan looked at Ling Yun with her beautiful eyes, a nostalgic smile on her face. “So, Ling, can you tell me, what exactly is your relationship with my daughter?”

"Auntie, do you believe in ghosts?"

Zhang Wan, who had been smiling, instantly changed her expression. Her face turned red with anger, and she stood up, pointing her finger out the door.