Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife

"Sir? And this... ma’am?"

"Could you two please keep it down? You’re making it hard for us to watch the movie."

Meimei said, walking up to the pair.

Her voice faltered as she got a closer look at the wealthy woman, her eyes clouding with suspicion and confusion.

’Why does this aunty have an Adam’s apple?’

’Could it be...?’

A strange possibility crossed her mind.

Meimei shuddered and instinctively took half a step back.

But the brown-haired man saw the subtle movement and looked as if he’d been humiliated. "Where did this little brat come from?" he cursed. "What we do is none of your business!"

"Piss off and play somewhere else! I don’t have time for you!"

The wealthy woman merely glanced over, showing no intention of stopping.

’If it were a handsome man and a beautiful woman, she wouldn’t have cared.’

But the thought that there was something not quite right about this wealthy woman made goosebumps erupt all over Meimei’s skin.

’So, so gross!’

’That wealthy woman looks like she’s in her forties or fifties, right?’

’How can that brown-haired guy stand it?’

"You two..."

Meimei opened her mouth to say something.

But she couldn’t hold it back.

She clapped a hand over her mouth and dry-heaved.

"Sorry, I’m not discriminating against you. I just ate too much."

Upon hearing Meimei’s explanation...

...the brown-haired man’s expression turned even darker.

With the wealthy woman so close, he could smell a musty, elderly scent on her. Before, he could use his fantasies to numb himself to it. But now that this girl had pointed it out, the disgust and revulsion he’d been suppressing flooded his heart.

After all...

...to win this wealthy woman’s affection...

...he had endured countless humiliations in private!

But Meimei, apparently feeling her explanation wasn’t enough, kept talking.

"Free love, I get it. I mean, one of you is human and the other is... a supernatural being."

"I’m just saying, you’re really something else, sir. The things you’re willing to put your mouth on..."

The brown-haired man’s face turned livid, his fists clenched. Just then, the wealthy woman burped, the smell stinging his eyes. Her cold, dry palm caressed his skin, feeling like withered tree bark.

The more Meimei talked...

...the more he couldn’t stand it.

But the supernatural woman, oblivious to his discomfort, continued her advances.

Sensing the chilly atmosphere...

...and the brown-haired man’s silent expression, which looked as if he’d just eaten durian-flavored shit...

...Meimei coughed awkwardly. "I’m really not trying to put you down. I mean, even in Rong City, a relationship like this would be considered pretty mind-blowing, wouldn’t it?"

"Enough!!!"

The brown-haired man couldn’t take it anymore!

He roared.

Tearing himself from the wealthy woman’s embrace.

"What do you know?"

"You’re just a brat! What do you know about love?"

"You’re just trying to get a rise out of me! Who I like has nothing to do with you!"

Meimei looked a little embarrassed.

’She was right!’

’It wasn’t her place to meddle in their love life.’

She just thought it was all so crazy that she couldn’t help but make a few snarky remarks.

"Okay, then just tone it down a bit, or go sit in the back. I won’t say anything else."

"You’re asking to die!"

The brown-haired man flew into a rage.

He charged forward, intending to teach Meimei a harsh lesson.

But he seemed to have forgotten the difference between a human and a supernatural being.

Meimei might have looked like a little girl...

...but she was actually a high-level Evil Star!

Beating up a human was child’s play for her.

Before the brown-haired man could even get close...

...Meimei dodged out of the way.

’She was a little grossed out. The man had spit on him, which was disgusting.’

BAM!!!

Having lunged with too much force, the brown-haired man tumbled into an empty row of seats, cracking his head on an armrest. He gasped in pain, clutching his head.

Seeing this, the wealthy woman’s expression changed instantly!

"Her" precious darling was hurt.

And while protecting "her," no less!

The wealthy woman’s eyes filled with rage as she unleashed the terrifying aura of an Evil Star!

"—You damned little beast!"

"I’ll kill you!"

Meimei froze awkwardly.

’Looks like she’d messed things up again.’

She quickly turned to reassure Yun Zhenyue and the children behind her that everything was fine.

The next second.

A flash of scarlet crossed the wealthy woman’s eyes.

VMM!

An eerie ripple immediately washed over Meimei’s mind.

Her mind felt dizzy, as if her consciousness was being led away.

She could have severed the connection with a single thought.

But Meimei chose not to.

’She was curious to see what this all-powerful wealthy woman was up to.’

A moment later.

Meimei’s consciousness arrived in a bizarre space.

It appeared to be the wealthy woman’s mindscape.

The consciousness of "her" sat on a throne-like chair.

Like a queen, "she" was dressed in leather from head to toe, holding a thick, formidable whip.

In addition to that...

...there were the consciousnesses of many other men.

But they were all extremely faint.

It was as if they had been abused to the point they had lost the ability to communicate.

Meimei glanced around.

She didn’t see the brown-haired man’s consciousness anywhere.

’She’d thought the wealthy woman might have split off part of his consciousness to control him.’

"Why didn’t you pull that man’s consciousness in here too?"

Meimei asked instinctively.

The wealthy woman looked up, whip in hand, and snorted. "He’s not like these other vulgar men!"

"I genuinely love him. Why would I ever hurt him!"

’Pure...’

’Is this the "pure love" that Gu Yuan was talking about?’

Meimei was stunned for a moment.

Just then...

...the wealthy woman stared her down. "Scared now?"

"You’re in my mindscape. You can’t escape without my permission."

"Don’t worry, I’m not into little girls. I’m just going to flog you mercilessly with this whip. I’ll make you understand the power of love!"

Meimei: "..."

A sense of helplessness washed over her.

’This was not how she thought this would go at all!’

’She had been planning to teach this wealthy woman a lesson, but it turned out to be true love!’

Meimei mentally waved her hand in dismissal.

’These past few days, she’d seen her friends use their abilities to rack up major brownie points with Yun Zhenyue, but her own powers weren’t as convenient to use. She couldn’t just cycle through her personalities to show off, could she?’

’This wealthy woman just happened to have powers related to consciousness, so Meimei had been thinking of putting on a grand display...’

’But this whole situation felt so twisted.’

’It made her other personalities recoil in resistance.’

’It was like watching a foreign arthouse film.’

’Forget it!’

VMM!

The next moment!

Before the wealthy woman’s disbelieving eyes...

...Meimei’s consciousness suddenly began to split.

One became two, two became three...

...until thirteen completely distinct individual consciousnesses filled the space.

One was as gentle as water, wearing a little pink dress and a sweet smile.

Another was ice-cold, holding a bizarre butcher’s cleaver; a single glance could give you frostbite.

Different powers, different looks, different auras.

But the aura of every single one...

...surpassed her own!

’A high-level Evil Star?’

’Thirteen high-level Evil Stars?!’

’Is this a...’

’...a monster?’

The wealthy woman’s pupils constricted, and the whip in her hand trembled violently. She couldn’t believe someone could split their consciousness into thirteen different entities. To be fragmented to such a degree... even a lunatic would have to give a thumbs-up in respect.

"I don’t want to fight you. Just let me leave."

"Just as long as you two don’t get too carried away."

Meimei’s primary personality sighed, making a concession.

’She’d flexed her muscles. That should be enough.’

’She was mentally exhausted.’

But the wealthy woman didn’t agree.

Even under immense pressure.

Even knowing she couldn’t possibly defeat Meimei.

Any one of the personalities could crush her to dust in an instant, yet she didn’t hesitate.

Like a brave warrior raising a sword to a god!

"For his sake, I have to keep you trapped here!" the wealthy woman insisted through gritted teeth. "I won’t let you hurt him!"

Meimei: "..."

AAAAAHHHHH!!!

’I really can’t deal with you people!’