Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Shi Qinglan's clear eyes were slightly cool.

Her eyes were focused on the computer screen, her fingertips fluttered over the keyboard like butterflies, she followed the forum post that blackmailed her, and soon tracked down the address...

"Han Yina." Shi Qinglan narrowed her eyes slightly.

She couldn't help feeling a little cold all over her body, and she wasn't surprised by the results, "Heh..."

The girl's red lips curled up slightly, but the smile on the corner of her lips was a bit cold, adding a bit of cunning.

"Then don't blame me for being rude." Shi Qinglan's smile became wider and wider, like a little wild cat thinking of some ghostly idea, and continued typing on the keyboard without knowing what it was operating...

Meanwhile, Room C109.

Han Yina was scrolling through the forum posts triumphantly, and from time to time she used her trumpet to sarcastically reply, without hiding the viciousness in her brows, hiding behind the screen and turning into a keyboard warrior.

"Shi Qinglan is so vicious as hell. Not only was she taken care of by an old man, she spent money to buy a degree. During military training, she also tricked a classmate from the same company to break an arm..."

She spread rumors cracklingly, and she had no intention of being responsible for her words and deeds at all, but just scolded Shi Qinglan with the utmost viciousness, regardless of the truth of the matter.

"Chi -" Han Yina laughed mockingly.

Seeing that the rhythm of the forum has been completely deviated, and many people have followed suit, she is so proud.

But just then—

Just when Han Yina was about to continue replying to blackmail her, a ferocious female ghost face suddenly appeared on the phone screen!

The female ghost had disheveled hair, her complexion was horribly pale, her eyeballs had been gouged out, two lines of blood and tears flowed from her empty eyes, and her bloody mouth opened exaggeratedly wide.

"Ah—" Han Yina suddenly screamed.

She was so frightened that she immediately threw away the mobile phone in her hand. She fell from the chair because of the fright.

"Ah! Ghost - ghost!" Han Yina covered her ears with her hands and screamed loudly, her face pale as if she had seen a ghost.

Pan Wanye was reading a book, and when she heard the shrill cry, she couldn't help but look back. She glanced at Han Yina indifferently, and frowned slightly, "What's the matter with you?"

"Ghost...ghost! There is a ghost!" Han Yina's voice trembled slightly, she pointed at the phone she had thrown away, "A female ghost suddenly appeared on the screen of my phone!"

Hearing this, Pan Wanye frowned even tighter.

She shook her head helplessly, stopped talking to Han Yina, put on her headphones and turned the music to the loudest and continued reading her book.

Han Yina fell to the ground, shaking violently.

Those scared empty eyes gradually focused, she tentatively looked at the phone, and reached out to pick it up with trembling hands.

The inner screen of the phone had been smashed by her.

"No...impossible." Han Yina gradually calmed down, she swallowed, "Someone must be playing a prank... Yes, how could there be a ghost! This must be a prank!"

She was obviously browsing the school forum, and didn't see any messy websites, so how could a female ghost suddenly appear.

Thinking of this, Han Yina reopened the screen of her phone, and she found that it was her phone interface, and there was no female ghost.

"Did I just have hallucinations?" Han Yina frowned slightly, and she opened the school forum again.

The screen interface is still normal, there are no other pictures.

But when Han Yina clicked on Hei Shiqinglan's post again, her screen suddenly went black!

"Delete."

Two bright red blood characters suddenly appeared on the black screen, followed by another sentence, "Otherwise..."

"There is a price to pay for spreading rumors!"

Immediately afterwards, the photo of the horrifying female ghost reappeared, accompanied by the line of blood warning her!

"Ah—" Han Yina dropped her phone and screamed again.

Rubbing her butt against the ground, she backed up again and again, wanting to get as far away from the phone as possible, and was almost driven crazy by this prank.

Pan Wanye took off the earphones and deliberately threw them on the desk to make a big noise, showing her dissatisfaction.

"Trouble." She muttered softly.

Then deliberately made a displeased sound, packed up his things, and left the dormitory with the book in his arms.

Han Yina was still immersed in the fear just now.

She was trembling violently, and her back was startled with cold sweat soaking her clothes, not to mention the sweat on her palms, her hands and feet were cold from sweating, and the fear in her heart was infinitely magnified.

Who is playing a prank on her...

Who is it!

"Ring—" At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

Han Yina was so frightened that she turned her head to look at the mobile phone, her mind was full of bloody and tearful female ghosts, she was afraid that the mobile phone would ring badly after she connected the phone.

She silently shrank under the desk and hid...

"Bell—" But the phone rang persistently.

People kept calling, but Han Yina never dared to answer, she hugged herself tightly and bit her lips.

"Tuk-tuk--" There was another knock on the door.

The fear in Han Yina's heart had nowhere to rest. She opened her eyes and looked at the closed door. She always felt that a female ghost had come looking for her, and she was afraid that opening the door would be something unclean.

The dormitory auntie was anxiously waiting outside, so she raised her voice and shouted, "Is there anyone in C109!"

Hearing this, Han Yina gradually recovered.

Her dormitory is extremely far from the hall, so she usually communicates more with the dormitory auntie, and is very familiar with her voice.

"Yes... yes!" Han Yina immediately crawled out.

As if grasping for a life-saving straw, she rushed to the door of the dormitory and opened it, tightly grabbing the sleeve of the dormitory officer, "Auntie, there is a ghost... woooooo there is a ghost!"

The housekeeper aunt glanced at her inexplicably.

She looked at Han Yina's pale face, "What's wrong with the death of the Qing Dynasty? Why didn't you answer the call from your college counselor? She told you to go to the principal's office."

"Counselor?" Han Yina was taken aback.

She looked back at the mobile phone on the ground, frowned tightly and looked at the dormitory auntie, "What are you doing in the principal's office?"

"How do I know?" Auntie the dormitory manager was quite helpless, "Your courtyard counselor called and said he couldn't reach you, so let me see if you are in the dormitory and let me know."

It was only then that Han Yina realized that there was no danger.

The dormitory auntie reluctantly tore off the hand that was holding onto her cuff, "Hurry up and pack it up, your counselors are rushing you, my task has been completed."

She said, and went back to the hall to continue watching the show.

Han Yina took a deep breath to adjust her emotions. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror, raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, tidied up a little, and headed to the principal's office.