It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

After getting up in the morning, Li Xianyu, his great-grandmother, and his bodyguard went to a bookstore to buy several books on professional knowledge, one of which was an original English text. Professor Qin often said that if you want to truly understand the author's thoughts and content, you have to read the original text, not a Chinese translation.

Professor Qin earnestly recommends that everyone read the original Russian texts, but since everyone is already struggling with English, Russian is naturally impossible. So Professor Qin would sigh and say that if you could master another foreign language, your future career paths would be much broader.

So what if you can speak Russian? Show off, huh?

Interspersed among a pile of academic books was a book for leisure reading: "My Sister is a Big Star."

What a great book!

Grandma wandered around aimlessly, not touching a single book the entire time. Occasionally, she would pick up a beautifully covered book and glance at it, but quickly lost interest. As she herself said, "This grandma doesn't like studying; I get sleepy as soon as I look at a book."

When it was time to pay, I realized that Sanwu was gone, so I went back to look for her and found her deep inside the bookstore, holding a book called "How to Improve Your Interpersonal Skills". The book looked like a motivational article, full of grand principles, but it was all nonsense.

Jack Ma of Alibaba is undoubtedly the master of inspirational quotes. He once said: "Young people today think of countless paths before going to sleep, but when they wake up, they obediently take the old path."

Li Xianyu felt he could apply a similar analogy to his speech: While listening, he felt enlightened and suddenly realized that success was just one step away. The next day, upon waking and thinking about it carefully, he wondered, "What were you saying?"

"Aren't you a human mockery machine, a self-propelled hate generator? Why are you looking at this?" Li Xianyu asked, puzzled.

"I also like being able to get along well with everyone." Sanwu said seriously, her little face expressionless, but Li Xianyu could see a tiny bit of unhappiness deep in her eyes.

Sanwu: "It suits me perfectly."

Li Xianyu rolled his eyes and said, "This thing is useless." He casually pulled out a book called "The Complete Collection of Jokes" from the other bookshelf and handed it to Sanwu: "To improve your emotional intelligence, you'd be better off reading this."

Sanwu was slightly moved and solemnly accepted the gift, saying, "Thank you."

At 9:30 a.m., at the entrance of the University of Finance and Economics.

Li Xianyu, leading Sanwu and his great-grandmother, stood at the school gate. He glanced in the direction of the campus and said, "I suddenly have a bold idea."

As she walked and read, a lightbulb suddenly went off in her head. She quickly flipped back a few pages and read aloud from the book: "The country has a mature legal system in place to address your bold ideas."

Her education level is relatively low, and there are still many characters she cannot recognize. For example, once when she saw Li Xianyu's box of kidney-tonifying medicine, she could only read it word by word.

Li Xianyu sighed, "Sanwu, that character is pronounced 'lü,' not an asterisk."

Sanwu nodded, indicating that he had learned something.

Li Xianyu continued, "You two link arms with me and pretend to be my girlfriends."

Grandma immediately objected: "No."

Li Xianyu said, "Grandma, please cooperate. It's a rare opportunity to show off your divine power in front of others."

The great-grandmother scoffed, "How childish! How could I possibly pretend to be my great-grandson's girlfriend? It doesn't suit my status as a great-grandmother. Don't even think about it."

Li Xianyu: "Five hundred yuan, are you in or not?"

Grandma smiled sweetly: "Cheers."

Great-grandmother was indeed easier to deal with than the ice crystals at home.

Li Xianyu opened his left arm, and his great-grandmother obediently took it; then he opened his right arm, and Sanwu expressionlessly took it.

Along the way, he attracted frequent glances from students and teachers.

Envious and jealous glances were almost constant. Although Li Xianyu was handsome and academically gifted, he had never been so glamorous. He was arm in arm with his great-grandmother and Sanwu, and wherever they went, they were a beautiful sight.

It was quite a tangy and refreshing experience.

There was a professional class in the morning taught by Professor Qin. Professor Qin was very popular with his students because he had a wonderful son and daughter. Although they had both retired from acting long ago and rarely appeared in the entertainment industry in recent years, their legend still lives on.

Professor Qin would occasionally talk about his children's daily lives, and whenever this happened, both the boys and girls would show great interest.

Li Xianyu thought that Professor Qin was an old man who cared about his image and liked to brag.

The classroom was noisy, with boys talking loudly and girls laughing and joking.

The moment Li Xianyu stepped into the classroom, surrounded by two women, the entire classroom, filled with dozens of students, fell silent.

The large classroom fell silent instantly, and all eyes turned to Li Xianyu and his two companions.

These days, it's perfectly normal for college students to date. Holding hands and kissing in broad daylight is normal too. But even the handsome and wealthy Prince Charming Zhang Mingyu has never publicly embraced two women.

Because he is so hated.

The boy was initially attracted by the great-grandmother's and the three-nothing's beauty, and then became deeply jealous. The girl was similarly surprised by their beauty, and then became deeply jealous.

At this point, adding a background music track would make it perfect.

He led his two girlfriends through the not-so-spacious trapezoidal aisle and sat in the last row. Just then, the school bell rang.

Before Professor Qin entered the classroom, Yang Guangtai and Huang Yicong, two of the roommates, left their original seats and slipped to the back row.

Yang Guangtai: "Li Xianyu..."

"No need to say anything, that's right, she's my girlfriend." Li Xianyu flashed a smug and arrogant look: "Both of them."

Wong Yat-chung: "How did you do that...?"

Li Xianyu said arrogantly, "I didn't do anything. I just conquered them with my charm, and they were willing to coexist peacefully for my sake."

Grandma quietly pursed her lips.

His roommates were taken aback, and their gazes towards him immediately changed.

Li Xianyu was very satisfied; he thoroughly enjoyed this display of his abilities in front of others.

Professor Qin arrived just before the bell rang.

Professor Qin is in his fifties, yet his hair is still completely white, and he exudes vitality. When he stands to lecture, he always stands ramrod straight, which gives him a commanding presence. Coupled with his striking features, he is very popular with female university students.

Li Xianyu twirled his pen, half-listening to the lesson. To his left, his great-grandmother had her phone on silent, playing mobile games. To his right, the clueless girl was engrossed in her collection of jokes, looking up unfamiliar characters on her phone and then marking the pinyin with a pen.

On the left is a lively grandmother with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, and on the right is a lotus-like beauty with flawless temperament.

Li Xianyu felt that his nine years of compulsory education, plus three years of high school and four years of university, had reached its peak today.

"Waaaaah..."

Besides Professor Qin's clear and melodious voice, Li Xianyu also heard a soft sobbing sound, like a kitten or a baby.

"Waaah, waaaah..."

A few minutes later, the crying started again.

It wasn't an auditory hallucination. How could there be a kitten meowing in the classroom? Was someone watching a video? No, if someone were really blatantly playing a video in class, Professor Qin's lecture would have been interrupted long ago, and it seemed like no one heard it.

There's only one explanation...

Li Xianyu instantly became alert, cautiously glancing left and right.

"Don't be nervous, calm your mind and clear your mind," Grandma said softly as she played her game.

Li Xianyu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing. Sure enough, the crying stopped. Then, his eyes burned, and he finally saw the thing that had made the crying.

Sitting in the first row was a girl with long, flowing hair. She had a blood-red baby riding on her neck, which was so conspicuous and terrifying to Li Xianyu, who was high up.

Seemingly sensing the intense gaze behind it, the baby stopped crying, slowly turned its head, its body still, and twisted its head behind its back.

Upon seeing the baby's face clearly, Li Xianyu's body almost reflexively jumped, and his scalp tingled. It was a blood-red face, as if someone had peeled off its skin, tender and red, with indistinct features, and beneath the bright red, tender skin were bulging blue veins.

It had no eyes, but Li Xianyu felt it was staring at him.

"Wow~"

The blood-red infant suddenly let out a sharp cry, the sound transforming into an invisible hand that gripped Li Xianyu's throat and heart, turning him pale and making it difficult for him to breathe.

"A ghost baby, a vengeful spirit formed from the soul of an infant." Great-Grandma pushed his head to the side and scolded, "I told you not to look into a vengeful spirit's eyes. Once you make eye contact, it will haunt you. Fortunately, the ghost baby has a great attachment and resentment towards its mother and will not leave her easily."

After looking away, the suffocating feeling of not being able to breathe disappeared.

Li Xianyu composed himself, patted Huang Yicong on the shoulder in the front seat, and when he turned around, whispered, "Who was that woman again?"

Huang Yicong followed his gaze and asked, "Zhang Ying, what's wrong?"

It was her.

They were in the same class, not very close, but not strangers either. The main problem was that the ghost baby was riding on someone's neck, making it impossible to see its back.

Li Xianyu's heart skipped a beat: "I remember she dropped out of school, didn't she?"

Huang Yicong hummed in agreement, then lowered his voice with a gossipy look on his face: "I heard she was kept by a rich man, made a fortune, and then came back to school."

Boarding students are the most well-informed; Li Xianyu rarely stays at school except for attending classes.

When asked for further details, Huang Yicong said he didn't know.

Whether she was kept by a sugar daddy or not is unknown, but at least one thing is certain during her leave of absence from school: she had an abortion.

Of course, there's no need to drop out of school just because of an abortion. There must be other things going on over such a long time. Li Xianyu imagined a melodramatic plot where she tried to use the baby in her belly to become the mistress and overthrow the queen, but failed in the palace intrigue and had no choice but to have an abortion.

Li Xianyu's guess is reasonable. The fact that the fetus turned into a ghost baby due to resentment at least indicates that it has developed to a sufficient degree. Otherwise, if it were just a grape seed, it would not have developed consciousness.

However, none of this matters. There are far too many dirty things like this in universities, and the atmosphere at our university is relatively good.

Importantly, Zhang Ying was haunted by a ghost baby.

This little devil is more ferocious and ugly than any spirit he has ever seen; he looks like a ferocious creature.

"Nothing," Li Xianyu said in a low voice, "Should we kill this little bastard?"

Grandma grumbled, "This isn't a company task, what's it to you?"

Li Xianyu said righteously, "Grandma, you're mistaken. 'Love what you do,' that's our motto. Besides, I'll write a report, have Sanwu sign it as collateral, and submit it to the company. I'll get points as well."

Sanwu shook his head.

Li Xianyu looked at her and asked, "What do you mean?"

The great-grandmother said, "What she meant was that you shouldn't meddle in other people's business. There are no immortals or Buddhas in this world, but there is karma and destiny. In my experience, when you deal with supernatural events in the future, you must not just kill indiscriminately, but focus on resolving the obsession. You did very well yesterday. Only when you encounter a vicious and vengeful spirit can you act on behalf of Heaven. Getting too involved in karma is detrimental to yourself. The ghost baby is ignorant and cannot be communicated with, so it is difficult to resolve the resentment. Its entanglement with its birth mother is not just simple resentment, but also has the instinct of an infant. At most, that girl will have a serious illness, so don't meddle in other people's business."

"Is that so?" Li Xianyu asked Sanwu, who nodded.

Professor Qin stopped lecturing, glancing disapprovingly at the three whispering students, and said, "I've always said that if you don't want to listen to my lecture, you can sleep, skip class, or do other things, but you must remain absolutely quiet. The girl on the left in the last row, stand up and answer this question."

He tapped the blackboard.

No one cares about him.

"You, the female student in the white cardigan," Professor Qin emphasized.

Li Xianyu lightly kicked his great-grandmother's leg under the table: "I'm talking to you."

Grandma then realized what was happening and got up with a bewildered expression.