Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 990: Exorcism Spell, Hallelujah!

"I think he’s purely jealous of us, thinking we have more fans. What do you think?"

Su Wanxin glanced at Lin Yifan’s smug expression, and although she really wanted to reply, "I think you’re right."

But she couldn’t help wanting to support Fu Shihan, so she smiled and asked, "Did he find you and not teach you a lesson?"

"...Hey, he did teach me."

"Then it wasn’t thorough enough," Su Wanxin gave him an up-and-down glance and said indifferently, "Otherwise, how would you have the guts to come here and make complaints."

Hearing this tone, Lin Yifan sensed the situation was not right and quickly wanted to slip away.

He couldn’t afford to offend Fu Shihan, and this little lady in front of him was equally untouchable.

Seeing this, Su Wanxin grabbed him, her eyes flashed, and she smiled mischievously.

Because she recovered her memory, she also remembered what Lin Yifan was afraid of.

Su Wanxin looked around and then whispered particularly softly to Lin Yifan.

"Do you think this kind of sport, racing, is dangerous?"

Lin Yifan froze for a moment, then nodded, "Dangerous, yeah, why?"

"The more dangerous the sport, the more likely accidents are to happen. So, in this race track, there are... unpleasant things too."

Su Wanxin’s eerie tone scared Lin Yifan, whose face instantly changed.

He had a constitution that particularly attracted unpleasant things, something even Mu Suyu found astonishing.

"N-no way, it’s broad daylight, the positive energy is so strong, how could there be anything nasty."

Lin Yifan said while shaking, his eyes couldn’t help darting around.

"Maybe foreign ghosts like the excitement?" Su Wanxin suppressed her laughter. "Hey, I think I see one!"

Lin Yifan let out an "Ah" and straightened up, muttering "Amitabha" under his breath. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"A foreign ghost wouldn’t understand what that means," Su Wanxin said, looking disdainful.

"D-don’t they understand?"

"They definitely don’t understand."

With her saying that, Lin Yifan became even more frightened, shivering as he squeezed into the middle of the group with Lin Rui and others.

His mind was a bit blank, just remembering that Su Wanxin said foreign ghosts don’t understand "Amitabha," so when a certain four words flashed through her mind, he shouted them out in an instant.

"Hallelujah!!!"

Su Wanxin and the others were caught off guard by his shout and didn’t react. Yangyang, however, pointed behind Lin Yifan with a laugh, let out an "Ah," scaring Lin Yifan into yelling and hugging Lin Rui.

"Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah...!"

Fu Shihan just arrived, only to see Lin Yifan making a fool of himself.

He walked over, patted Lin Yifan on the head, and then told Su Wanxin to stay away from this idiot to avoid getting infected.

Su Wanxin laughed so hard her face stiffened, holding her son’s hand, listening to them chat, and felt that they weren’t much different from before.

Straightforward, comedic, and loyal.

Su Wanxin still remembered being surprised when she first discovered Fu Shihan knew these people.

Because it was obvious they were not from the same world, she didn’t understand why Fu Shihan sought them out.

But gradually, she began to feel that when pressure was extremely high, being with them relieved a lot of it.

After chatting for a while, her grandpas arrived, so Su Wanxin took Yangyang downstairs first.

Yangyang was wearing a red and white racing suit today, looking both handsome and cute, making both grandpas smile uncontrollably, and even the staff nearby couldn’t help but play with him.

When the race officially started, he sat obediently next to Su Wanxin, watching the cars speed by with unblinking eyes.