Chapitre 307: "Ghost, Please Come Forth!"

[I also think Zhao Yang is acting weird, quack.] Yaya nodded as he glanced at the guy. 

Zhao Yang was still having that dark face until they entered the front yard, and the wind blew hard. 

"Aw! It hurts!" Zhao Yun shrieked a bit as he glared at Zhao Yang. "Uncle, why do you squeeze my hand?!" The boy slapped Zhao Yang's hand and pushed Lai Jiayi to be next to the man. 

"Hmp. I don't wanna stand next to you, uncle." Zhao Yun took Ji Zhuang's hand instead and walked with the group. 

All of this happened so fast that Lai Jiayi only realized what's going on when a smell of rotten garbage lingered in the air as they inched closer to the mansion. 

[Wait, what?! Why the hell am I beside this man now?!] Lai Jiayi had the urge to run away, but she simply couldn't. 

The distance between her and Zhao Yang was less than a meter. Her phobia started to kick off again, but Zhao Yang didn't move away from her.