Song Yan narrowed her eyes. She had just left Ji Zhuang Guang alone in the office, what was he doing at her house?
She turned to look at the ghost behind her who was stiff as a statue. Yi Yu was still moving a little but Ji Ziyi's entire face or what remained of it was a mask of terror as she stared at the door. Despite being the ghost, she acted as if Ji Zhuang Guang who stood behind the door was the ghost.
"Stay calm, your yin energy is turning chaotic," said Song Yan when she saw the yin energy surrounding the amalgamated ghost turn chaotic.
However, Ji Ziyi was in no condition to calm down. Her brother was here, if he saw her then what would he think? She didn't want the beautiful image that her brother had of her to be ruined in his heart. She looked so ugly and frightening, what if her brother remembered her in this form?
