The woman lay on the bed, sighing softly; Bing Yanfei's death was too sudden.
Just half a month before he died, he had gone to gather intelligence on his enemies.
...
Mo Lin woke up in the morning.
He discovered that there was breakfast already prepared on the table.
Millet porridge... and some vegetarian dishes.
This was too magical...
Mo Lin was alone at home, who made these dishes?
Could someone have come in?
Mo Lin glanced at the villa's main gate.
The gate was tightly locked, and no one had come in.
Moreover, if someone had entered, his ghost would have certainly informed Mo Lin.
While Mo Lin was puzzled, he suddenly saw a Ghost Shadow appear.
The ghost, seeing Mo Lin awake, helped him with a bowl and chopsticks.
This ghost was Bing Yu.
Mo Lin pointed at the food on the table and asked Bing Yu: "Did you make this?"
"Yes." Bing Yu nodded her head in response.
"Impressive..."
