Chapter 64: Not a Producer of Melons, Only a Carrier of Melons
Chapter 64: Not a Producer of Melons, Only a Carrier of Melons
“Its not… I mean, I, I accidentally picked her room while eating duck.”
The senior brother on the other end of the phone almost blacked out.
In all fairness, if someone was eating duck or chicken and ended up doing it on his bed, he would also be furious.
His junior sister, relying on her identity as a ghost, had been staying for free in hotels for so many years that she had completely lost her sense of boundaries.
“You were eating duck… at which stage were you interrupted by someone?” he asked.
Ye Wei’s voice turned a little cheerful. “Don’t worry, I hadnt even had time to take off my clothes yet.”
The man said, “That is good. Otherwise it would really be embarrassing for a ghost.”
He knew his junior sister liked to eat duck after becoming a ghost, always picking young, tender, good looking ones.
At first he thought it was not proper, it was messing around in relationships between men and women, but after it happened many times, he got used to it.
After all, she was a ghost, not a human, so human moral standards could not be used to judge ghosts.
This was his first time coming to rescue his junior sister after she got caught while eating duck.
These days, after seeing so many ghosts, truly anything strange could happen.
Ye Wei could not help but look miserable. “Senior brother, hurry up and come.”
She did not know where she got the courage earlier, actually daring to confront such a terrifying person. Just one look made her feel like her heart was about to split apart.
It was probably courage borrowed from the Great Emperor of Fengdu. Now that she thought back to the scene, her legs went weak.
“That, that big shot is still there?” the senior brother asked. “Can I speak to that big shot?”
Pei Ye spoke up. “I am here. Go ahead.”
The man immediately became careful and respectful in his tone, afraid that even a single word might offend Pei Ye.
His junior sister was still in Pei Ye’s hands, so he had to handle things cautiously.
After asking for the address, he found that he was not far from where Pei Ye was. A taxi ride would only take a few minutes.
They agreed to meet in a private room at a nearby bar.
One side would compensate for emotional distress, the other would release the ghost hostage.
Pei Ye sat and waited only a few minutes before the door to the private room opened and a man in black cautiously entered.
The man was fairly tall, estimated at about 1.8 meters.
Black jeans, a black T shirt, messy black hair like a bird’s nest, and a black dust mask on his face.
After entering the room, he scanned the area and paused for a second on Ye Wei. Seeing that she was fine, he finally relaxed and turned to Pei Ye.
The lighting in the room was clear, and he could easily see Pei Ye’s appearance. A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
She was very young, looking to be only in her late teens or early twenties.
“You are… the big shot?”
“You can just call me Pei Ye. Sit and talk.”
“Yes, big shot, hello.”
The man took off his mask, revealing a rather pale and ordinary face.
It was indeed a very average face, the kind that would disappear into a crowd without being noticed, but Pei Ye could still see something from his physiognomy.
The man had formed an underworld marriage with Ye Wei, a husband and wife bond recognized in the underworld but not acknowledged in the living world.
Thinking of this, Pei Ye’s mood became complicated.
A man in name only coming to rescue his wife who had been caught while eating duck, and the two of them even found it reasonable.
Modern relationships were truly chaotic.
Before Pei Ye could speak, the man very smoothly took out a bank card.
His movements were practiced and natural, clearly someone who had done this many times.
“There is five hundred thousand here. Please accept it. I will properly discipline her when we return. Please give her a chance to reform.”
Five hundred thousand right away?
Pei Ye fell silent again.
Anyone she randomly picked up turned out to be wealthy. She was once again made painfully aware of her own poverty.
“No need for so much.”
The man paused when he saw her push the card back.
Was this not enough?
Pei Ye said, “It is not that it is too little. This is not a big matter to begin with. Some compensation is enough as a lesson for her.”
The man worked in circles where money and status mattered. He had seen all kinds of people and naturally developed a sharp sense for reading them.
He could tell whether someone was speaking truthfully or falsely.
If she said it was not about money, then she truly did not intend to take so much.
“Transfer fifty thousand to me.”
Pei Ye was straightforward. She reported a bank account number and signaled that after the transfer she would release the ghost.
The man: “…”
So this is what experts are like nowadays?
He silently took back the bank card and transferred fifty thousand on his phone.
After Pei Ye left, Ye Wei immediately let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed onto the floor.
“That terrifying god of calamity is finally gone. With her here, my legs were so weak they felt like noodles.”
The man glanced at her. “Is she really that scary?”
Ye Wei gestured wildly with her white plump hands. “Fierce, terrifying, outrageous, so scary that even ghosts would want to wail.”
The man: “…”
Really?
From his perspective, Pei Ye’s appearance was so good that even in the entertainment industry full of beauties she would stand out. She did not look terrifying at all.
“Forget it, you are a living person, you would not understand even if I explained.” Ye Wei waved weakly. “When you die someday, you will know how terrifying she is. I have been a ghost for so many years and this is the first time I have seen someone like her.”
The man: “…”
He did not want to know.
“If you know she is so scary, why did you still go into her room to eat duck?”
Ye Wei also felt wronged.
If not for Pei Ye pretending to be weak while actually being strong, she would not have had the courage to do it at all.
“Senior brother, I was wrong.”
The man took a deep drag from his cigarette.
“Do not let it happen again.”
He was always soft hearted toward this junior sister.
“Oh right, how is the investigation into Bai Jia going?”
At the mention of Bai Jia, Ye Wei immediately showed an expression of disgust.
“Tsk, he calls himself the clean, old fashioned type in the entertainment industry, but what he does in private is not something a human being would do.”
The man immediately became alert.
Big news.
A few minutes later, a well known Chinese paparazzi posted a new update on Weibo.
“The Melon Farmer of the Entertainment Industry V”: Hey girl, want to get married? The kind where he eats soft rice, kills your child, and even takes your life.
The attached image was a black silhouette of a man.
Although this paparazzi account only had about four hundred thousand followers, most of them were real active users.
Every expose was sharp and accurate, bringing down countless stars, both big and small.
Whether it was cheating, drugs, tax evasion, divorce, or marriage scandals, it seemed there was nothing he did not know.
Many netizens who loved gossip said: When the Melon Farmer does not post, nothing happens. Once he posts, it always causes a storm and immediately tops the trending list.
People waiting for gossip would always end up completely fed by him.
Occasionally posts were suppressed, but the entertainment industry was full of intrigue.
Even if one studio was silenced, others would swarm in like sharks smelling blood.
Paper cannot wrap fire.
When these stories were later exposed by other paparazzi, it always confirmed that the Melon Farmer had been right before.
Night owls just starting their nightlife were casually scrolling Weibo when this post appeared.
Their tired moods instantly snapped awake as they entered full gossip mode.