Fourth World: A Pissed Off Little Dumpling
"The ghost you just saw... what does it look like?" further inquired Qie Xieling thinking back to some of the books he read in the past on paranormal activity. He was trying to figure out how to ward off evil spirits. Little did he know that the person on the other side was more troublesome than a fiend.
Though he was terrified of ghosts, Wen Qinxi would rather deal with a ghost than Qie Ranzhe right now. Just one look spoke volumes. If it weren't for Qie Xieling he would have been skinned alive by now.
"It's, it's not a ghost... your daddy is on the other side of the door," said Wen Qinxi pointing at the door while lowering his voice.
Qie Xieling was relieved when he heard this but judging from Su Xin's expression, his daddy was most likely in a horrible mood.