The female ghost didn't want to answer him, she turned her head to the side, feeling it's inauspicious to look at him even for another second.
Mu Yunchu sat on the chair all by himself, looking down at the female ghost, "You're her roommate, aren't you?"
Zhao Hongbin: !!!
The look in the red-clothed female ghost's eyes clearly flickered.
It was obvious that Mu Yunchu had hit the mark.
She sneered, "You can't even recognize your own lover, you'll just stay like this for the rest of your life."
Zhao Hongbin: "..."
He was choked, but couldn't come up with any words to refute.
After all, it was true that he didn't recognize the other person.
But he really wanted to say, under such circumstances where even features couldn't be distinguished, who would think that ghosts would impersonate others these days.
Suddenly, he remembered something.
"I remember you, you're her roommate Ye Zhu."
The reason he remembered her clearly was not just because she was Xiao Mei's roommate.
