Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 624 - 623: Is the Little Miss powerless against them?

Chapter 624: Chapter 623: Is the Little Miss powerless against them?

Xiaofen thought back to the day she had left home when her mother pointed at her nose and told her she wasn’t studying well, only thinking about dating. Her mother had asked if she also wanted to be pointed at and called a cheap woman or be criticized for getting pregnant before marriage.

Heaven knows she had already rejected that boy and didn’t respond to his love letters and notes.

Sometimes, those notes and love letters weren’t put in her backpack when she noticed them. But her mother always managed to find them and would take them out to reprimand her.

She had also told that boy many times, but he simply wouldn’t listen.

Xiaofen had never considered dating.

She had always felt that her mother, raising her daughter alone, had a very hard life. She wanted to study hard and make something of herself to make her mother proud. But her mother had become obsessed, spinning various scenarios in her head and trying to apply them to her and the boy, attempting to control everything about her.

Whenever things didn’t go her way, her mother would cry and wail.

This emotional transfer made Xiaofen feel extremely uncomfortable.

She always felt that her mother didn’t truly love her, but was overly paranoid.

Over time, Xiaofen felt as if there was a string in her head that would snap if she wasn’t careful.

"Xiaofen, answer your mother, will you? Please answer me," the matchmaker continued to pound on the car door. As she remembered there was a driver on the bus, she begged, "Please, I beg of you, can you open the door? I want to get my daughter off... If you need a scapegoat, let it be me, I’ll replace my daughter!"

The last sentence came out with a howl from the matchmaker.

She pounded her chest with a thudding sound, her expression extremely frantic.

The ghosts filling the bus looked at one another.

They had died from the heat wave of a tanker explosion, their bodies burned without a single patch of good flesh left and their faces horribly mutilated. But now, as they looked at each other, they could clearly see the astonishment in one another’s gazes.

One of the older women among them patted Xiaofen’s shoulder and whispered to her in ghostly language, "Your mother doesn’t seem to be as unloving as you say. Could you have been mistaken?"

"I think we shouldn’t just take her at face value and believe her, why don’t we really let Xiaofen go and then let her mother get on the bus to see if she’s truly sincere?"

As the ghosts discussed, a man in a tank top sitting in the back pointed at Mianmian standing by the matchmaker and said, "No, that’s not right. There’s a Little Friend staring at us over there."

"You just realized there’s something wrong? It’s broad daylight now, our car has appeared, and we’re not even stopped at the bus stop. I think Xiaofen’s mother must have found someone powerful to come and subdue us, but I have no idea where that powerful person is."

"Could the powerful person be the one holding the camera? He’s tall and strong; he looks the part to me."

While the ghosts were discussing in a clamor, the matchmaker, as if suddenly realizing something, looked sideways at Mianmian.

"Little Auntie, they won’t open the door to let my Xiaofen out. Please, can you help again?"

The ghosts gathered together to talk, making sounds that Mortals couldn’t hear, so the matchmaker couldn’t make out what they said.

But Mianmian understood.

Her round eyes rolled around as she came up with a good idea.

"All the people on this bus died unjustly, and the Lord of Heaven pitied them, allowing them to keep living on this public bus. Mianmian can’t step in, either. It’s just as you said; they do indeed need a scapegoat." Mianmian spoke earnestly, "If you want your daughter to get off, you’ll have to go up yourself, otherwise, your daughter won’t be able to return."

Upon hearing Mianmian’s words, the matchmaker unexpectedly felt unusually calm.

She had just realized, from Mianmian’s reminder, how wildly wrong she had been. If her need for control had not been so strong, her daughter might not have ended up in this situation. Now, her daughter was restrained by the ghost bus and couldn’t get off, and Little Auntie was powerless to help. So, for her daughter’s safety, it was right and proper that she should swap places with her daughter.

Her daughter was still so young and smart; if she survived, she would certainly have a brighter future and not turn out a failure like her mother, who blamed her own shortcomings on her daughter and put pressure on her.

Having realized this, the matchmaker revealed a smile, "I am willing, I am willing to die in place of my daughter. Please tell the driver to open the door and let me go on."

Mianmian nodded her head, walked up to the car door, and knocked politely, "Hello, Uncle Driver, she wants to exchange herself for her daughter. What do you think?"

As she spoke, Mianmian had already used her skill to transmit a message, discreetly communicating with the ghosts on the bus.

When they suddenly heard the little girl’s voice in their ears, the ghosts on the bus were stunned.

As they listened to Mianmian’s explanation in a daze, they all nodded in agreement, "Alright, alright, let’s do it that way."

The ghosts agreed and the man in the tank top in the back seat pulled Xiaofen out of the bus.

When the door opened, the man slapped Xiaofen in the face, "You’re lucky, your mother came to exchange places with you. Tonight was supposed to be the night your flesh and blood were sacrificed to us, and I thought you didn’t have enough meat on your bones. Perfect, your mother has plenty."

As he spoke vilely, the man’s gaze was equally bare, the look of a rough around the edges thug who had been in the underworld for a long time.

Half the flesh on his face was rotten away, with one eyeball hanging out of the socket, swinging back and forth.

The matchmaker, frightened by the man’s hideous face, trembled uncontrollably as she hugged her daughter tightly, "My daughter, my daughter, your mother was wrong. When you, you go back, please ask Little Auntie to help you get a loan to study. You can definitely do better than your mother."

Having said this, she wanted to say more to Mianmian, but was pulled onto the bus by the man.

The bus doors closed, and the matchmaker, pounding on the door, knelt down toward Mianmian, begging for her to take care of her daughter.

[I, I still don’t quite understand, could you give us some Yin Yang Eyes?]

[Wuwuwu, I really want to see the whole picture, but we can only see people and cars circled in red, wuwuwu!]

[I think I understood a bit, now the matchmaker is using herself to exchange for her daughter’s safety. The ghosts on the bus are ready to take the matchmaker away, aren’t the doors closed now?]

The netizens’ speculations quickly proved correct.

The bus driver deftly pulled the handbrake and the car smoothly started moving, actually driving away in broad daylight.

As the bus moved off, the matchmaker on board was also framed in red, gradually becoming difficult to see.

This scene left the netizens completely baffled.

What is Little Auntie doing?

The last time there was a ghost in the school, Little Auntie wiped it out. Now with a bus full of ghosts, does Little Auntie really have no way to deal with them?

That doesn’t seem right, is there a twist coming?