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Chang Xi said quietly, "Traveling to a place that you might not even be able to find on a satellite map, that's quite a life."

So this is Ran Qingqing's hometown?

Who are the men next to her? They look kind of handsome.

[He's definitely an admirer; Qingqing is very popular with the opposite sex.]

That's quite a pursuit! They even chased him all the way to his hometown.

"Let's go back first," Chang Xi said, crouching low as he left.

Yan Feishuang followed behind, confused, and only asked after they had walked quite a distance, "Why are we acting like thieves? Isn't that an artist from your second brother's company? And I remember you're also under Unique Entertainment, you two should know each other, right?"

Chang Xi didn't say anything, he just raised an eyebrow, letting Yan Feishuang figure it out herself.

After a brainstorming session, Yan Feishuang came to a conclusion: Dad, could Gu Qingfeng's unknown girlfriend be Ran Qingqing?

So exciting.

Office romance, a domineering CEO falls in love with me, a love story between a female celebrity and her male boss, an underground romance...etc., if the two of them are a couple, then the girlfriend that Chang Xi said caused Gu Qingfeng to become like this is Ran Qingqing?

Moreover, Ran Qingqing brought other men home after she got a boyfriend.

Yan Feishuang clasped her hands together, praying that heaven would protect those who were just Ran Qingqing's friends, otherwise, if Gu Qingfeng were found, there would likely be a bloody battle.

Okay, she admits she wasn't scared at all, just excited to watch the show.

What happened to Yan Feishuang?

This is the first time I've seen so many colors on a human face.

[It seemed like something terrible had flashed through her mind.]

I feel like there's gossip in the way she and Chang Xi exchange; I really want to know what it is!

I hate it when you guys only reveal half the truth; it drives me crazy.

They returned to their lodgings before sunset.

"You're back. How's it outside?" Huo Dongjun looked Changxi over and only looked away when he found that she was unharmed.

I gave a brief introduction to the situation outside and Ran Qingqing's situation.

Gu Qingheng glanced at Gu Qingfeng lying on the ground: "Silly deer, it's one thing to be deceived, but to have a green hat on your head, what a disgrace."

"Dinner's ready, everyone," Xu Ran called to them.

A group of people sat around a long table.

After taking a few bites of food, Chang Xi asked, "Xu Ran, is that girl from the house on the east side a celebrity? She looks like a minor star, and seems quite popular. Can I ask her for an autograph?"

Xu Ran knew without even thinking who she was talking about. "Are you talking about Ran Bai? She's quite famous, but she's easy to recognize. She's the only celebrity in our village."

Huo Dongjun realized that Ran Qingqing was Ran Bai's stage name.

He smiled gently, his expression non-threatening. "Looks like Ran Bai is quite popular; you must often bring friends back to visit, right?"

Xu Ran gave a strange look and shook his head. "No, the villagers don't really like Ran Bai. Ran Bai left the village a long time ago, but I don't know when it started, Ran Bai, who never came back, started to love coming back to the village."

I always bring some friends over to visit, but... but...

"What?"

"It's just that none of the guests she brought back were girls," Xu Ran didn't know what to say, "so there are some rumors going around in the village."

They were all men.

Chang Xi's eyes darted around as she asked, "What kind of person was Ran Bai before?"

Xu Ran shook her head. "I don't know. Ran Bai is much older than me. I heard from the neighbor that Ran Bai was born at the very end of the 1990s."

After dinner, everyone sat cross-legged in the room to discuss matters.

Is Ran Qingqing much older than Xu Ran?

"At the end of the 1990s," Shui Liuli said, resting her chin on her hands in surprise, "wasn't Ran Qingqing over thirty? She looks so young."

As far as he knows, humans don't age that well.

Lu Wenli retorted, "Idiot, she must have had cosmetic surgery. With technology so advanced these days, it's common for celebrities to get cosmetic procedures to maintain the collagen in their faces."

"So you did it too?"

"This is all-natural, young man. Why would a young person need cosmetic surgery?"

Our Qingqing is naturally beautiful, so she doesn't need any cosmetic procedures.

[Lu Wenli is just a sour grapes; he even wanted to act alongside Qingqing, but she refused.]

This man is just trying to take this opportunity to smear and get revenge on Qingqing.

Don't listen to his nonsense, grass!

[Actually, it's not a big deal. Didn't Lu Wenli say it's very common in the entertainment industry?]

There's nothing wrong with female celebrities being dedicated to maintaining their beauty. Ran Qingqing's fans really don't need to get so worked up.

Everyone was having a lively discussion, but Chang Xi didn't say much, just staring blankly at the sky outside the window as it slowly darkened.

"What are you thinking about?" Huo Dongjun asked her.

Chang Xi fiddled with the ends of her hair, "I'm thinking about the ghost story Xu Ran told. The nights in this village are very dangerous. I wonder what kind of danger."

The village was so peaceful that you couldn't hear the sounds of birds or animals, which made it all the more strange.

There are no streetlights in the village, and after nightfall, each household takes down the lights that were hanging at their door.

The village was shrouded in darkness.

They can finally come out and move around.

Someone got up at Ran Qingqing's house in the middle of the night.

The man asked, "Where are you going?"

"To use the toilet, there's no toilet in the house in this rural area, so we have to go out to use it."

"Qingqing said not to go out at night, or I won't be responsible if you encounter a ghost."

"There are no ghosts in this world. If you're so cowardly, how can you compete with me for the chance to pursue Qingqing?" The man waved his hand, not taking his words to heart, and went out to take care of things in the backyard.

Under the moonlight, a figure slowly rose from behind the man.

The sound was quite noticeable in the quiet night.

"Where is my face? Where did my face go?"

The man, still half-asleep, vaguely saw a woman's back and called out, "Hey beautiful, what are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for my face," the woman said slowly, crawling on the ground looking for something.

She slowly crawled to the man's feet.

This pose isn't very good.

The man, without thinking, retorted, "What are you doing? I already have someone I like, I won't be interested in you."

The woman grabbed his trouser leg and climbed up.

Any man with a brain should realize that when a woman grabs her fingernails, it's like they're barbed, piercing through the thin fabric and digging deep into his flesh.

The man thought she was a woman offering herself up, so he waved her away and said, "Go away."

"My face is gone," the woman slowly raised her head.

The man still couldn't see her face.

Because she had no face at all; her skin had long since disappeared, and where there should have been a face was a bloody mess. Her two eyeballs were moving back and forth between their sockets, and blood was flowing down her neck. The flesh seemed to have rotted and was emitting a foul stench.