Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Zhongzhou Airport is bustling with people.

Several men in black suits appeared and very politely asked everyone in a VIP lounge to leave.

Some people were unwilling to leave, so these people assigned one person to watch from a distance.

Soon after, a middle-aged man appeared pushing an elderly person in a wheelchair, followed by a well-dressed woman and several bodyguards.

The group occupied more than half of the lounge. The elderly man seemed to be somewhat confused, sobbing and unable to speak a word clearly.

The middle-aged man pushing the elderly person in the wheelchair checked the time and asked the woman beside him, "Are you sure this is the flight?"

The woman nodded and said, "Yes, we're about to land."

The middle-aged man handed the elderly man's wheelchair to a bodyguard, then squatted down and said, "Dad, Master Yang is about to land. I'll go wait for him. You wait here for a little while. When Master Yang arrives, you'll see Yamei!"

The elderly man made several more sobbing sounds, which the middle-aged man seemed to understand. He nodded and said, "Don't worry! I will find out the answer to this question. I will definitely treat Master Yang as a benefactor of our Chen family!"

The elderly man in the wheelchair finally calmed down a bit.

Afterwards, the middle-aged man and the woman left the VIP lounge and went to guard the arrival passage.

About twenty minutes later, a flight from Yunnan Province landed.

Yang Ning followed the crowd out of the disembarkation tunnel only after all the passengers had disembarked.

Several flight attendants watched Yang Ning's retreating figure and whispered among themselves, "That young man is quite handsome!"

"He looks so refined!"

"Don't you guys think the way he walks with his hands is a little strange?"

"Yeah, a little, it's like holding someone's hand..."

"Ugh! Does it have to be this scary in broad daylight?"

In fact, Yang Ning was indeed holding the hand of a small "person".

Chen Yamei held her head in one hand and was being led by Yang Ning with the other. Her cute little head, which was clasped to her chest, stared straight at Yang Ning. "Chengcheng, why are you holding my hand? Sun Dapang said that if you hold hands, you have to take responsibility."

Yang Ning sighed, "Your grandfather has come to see you. I'll take you to see them."

Chen Yamei, her head and body separated, blinked and asked in a childish voice, "Can I not see them?"

Why don't you want to see them?

"They seem so creepy, their heads are fixed to their necks, they look like monsters..."

Yang Ning stopped and looked down at Chen Yamei. "What about me?"

The little head said in a childish voice, "Yours can be removed, you can't fool me! You played that game with me last time, but you haven't played with me for the past few days!"

To convince Chen Yamei that she was normal, Yang Ning actually took his head off and played with it with her, and even made a pinky promise with her to keep each other's secrets.

"Haven't I been helping Xia Tian these past few days? How could I have time to spend with you?"

"So you're not helping Xia Tian anymore...?"

"Hmm, let's go find that person who played the 'head-losing game' with you back then, and play it together."

"Okay, okay!"

Yang Ning said, becoming slightly more serious, "From now on, for the next half hour, please make sure your head doesn't fall off your neck, okay?"

"After all, if those weirdos saw normal people like us, they wouldn't be able to accept their own flaws."

Chen Yamei murmured, "Oh, they're so pitiful..."

"Yes, so we can't provoke them, okay?"

After saying that, Yang Ning released Chen Yamei's hand.

The little ghost girl placed her head and face behind her neck with both hands and said, "Okay, see, now I look just like those monsters, right? Hope I haven't upset them!"

Yang Ning said speechlessly, "Is this how I've always taught you? Which side should the eyes, nose, and mouth be on?"

Chen Yamei stared wide-eyed for two seconds, then said in a childish voice, "It should be on the side where you can't see the butt."

"That's more like it. Let's see if you can see your butt now!"

Chen Yamei lowered her head at the sound, and *smack!*

The head fell off the neck.

She expertly picked up the head, turned it around, and placed it on her neck. "Chengcheng, are you okay now?"

"Okay, let's go."

"Remember, half an hour. Hold your head steady, don't let it fall again!"

"Okay!"

Yang Ning walked forward, and Chen Yamei followed behind, her hands supporting her head.

Soon, Yang Ning met Chen Yamei's parents, the middle-aged man and woman who had pushed the elderly woman in the wheelchair to the airport earlier.

Upon seeing Yang Ning, the two men simultaneously looked at the person beside him. Yang Ning smiled and said, "Brother Chen, sister-in-law, where's the old man, whom you can't see right now?"

The two middle-aged men were slightly out of control and didn't speak immediately. The man was alright; his name was Chen Chong, and he was Chen Yamei's father.

The woman's eyes immediately welled up with tears, large tears streaming down her cheeks. She was Chen Yamei's mother, Tang Wanqing.

Composing himself, Chen Chong opened his arms and hugged Yang Ning, saying, "Little Yang, it's been so long! You've finally decided to leave that awful place! And you've grown up!"

The moment he uttered the words "You've grown up," Yang Ning was unfazed, but Tang Wanqing, standing beside him, immediately broke down in tears. She sobbed, "If Ya Mei were still here, she'd be this big too!"

Chen Chong, his eyes red, yelled, "What are you crying for?! Go cry somewhere else! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

After saying that, he gestured to Yang Ning, "Young Master Yang, the old man is over here!"

Yang Ning was about to go over, but Chen Chong stopped him and said, "Young Master Yang, before you see the old man, I have two things to tell you."

"Okay, go ahead."

Chen Chong glanced around, then leaned closer to Yang Ning and whispered, "We've suppressed the police here, they won't be monitoring you anymore. But I've received word that a Cao Mingliang has appeared out of nowhere, so be careful!"

Yang Ning smiled and said, "We've already played against each other, and he's still a bit lacking."

Chen Chong nodded. "That's good. There's one more question the old man insists I ask him."

He rubbed his red eyes and said, "Young Master Yang, the old man said he doesn't have much time left. He probably won't last much longer after seeing Yamei. Won't his passing affect your good karma?"

Yang Ning stopped and said, "He came to find me on his own initiative. Even if he leaves, that's his own decision and it won't affect my good karma, but..."

"Are you sure you want them to meet? The old man is right, his health is already failing, and if they meet, it will basically be their last."

Chen Chong smiled, his eyes red, his face full of reluctance, but he said, "Let's meet."

In the VIP lounge, several bodyguards in black suits saw Yang Ning coming over. Two of them, who were slightly older, trembled and their legs went weak.

The old man in the wheelchair hadn't taken his eyes off Yang Ning since the first moment he saw him.

Yang Ning smiled slightly at the old man and took a soft rag doll from the white cloth bag slung over his shoulder. Upon seeing this, Chen Chong ordered all the bodyguards, "Turn around! Don't look in the mirror or at the glass! This is for your own good!"

All the bodyguards immediately complied, and several of them used their bodies to block the view of the others who had previously refused to leave the lounge.

Then Yang Ning touched the rag doll between his eyebrows, and instantly the temperature in the VIP lounge dropped several degrees!

Chen Yamei appeared, holding her head in her hands!

Yang Ning coughed lightly, and Chen Yamei blinked but remained motionless.

Yang Ning: "?"

Chen Yamei: "???"

Yang Ning said speechlessly, "Call him grandpa? He's your grandpa!"

The next second, Chen Yamei reached out her cold little hand and grabbed the pants of a bodyguard whose back was to her, calling out in a childish voice, "Grandpa!"

Suddenly, the bodyguard's face turned pale, and he collapsed to the ground.

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