Chapter 543：The Lonely Top Student 6

Tang Wan had to admit—what Little Cutie said actually made sense. This guy really was getting better at these “romantic setups.”

The next moment, she walked toward Jiao Tong with a look of pleasant surprise.

“Classmate, what a coincidence! You live in this community too?” she asked with a smile.

Jiao Tong looked slightly surprised when he saw her, then nodded faintly. “Yeah.”

“By the way, I didn’t ask your name earlier. I’m Tang Wan—you can call me Wanwan.”

Jiao Tong glanced at her with those deep, melancholic eyes and replied gently, “Jiao Tong.”

“Jiao Tong… got it.” Tang Wan nodded, then glanced at his cuff again. “About your clothes… I’m really sorry.”

“It’s fine. Not your fault. I’ll head back first. Goodbye.” His tone suddenly became hurried.

Tang Wan narrowed her eyes slightly, then smiled. “Okay, goodbye.”

She watched him walk off quickly.

“Little Cutie, did you detect anything just now?” Tang Wan asked, her expression turning serious.

“Yes, Host. The Jiao family son’s spirit was attacking him just now.”

Tang Wan clenched her fists. “Let him be arrogant for now. Once I get closer to Tong Tong, I’ll deal with him properly.”

Then she turned and headed home.

After returning to her room, she discovered—speechlessly—that aside from a wardrobe, the entire room was basically empty.

Because replacing broken furniture multiple times a month was too much trouble, her parents had simply let her sleep on the wooden floor.

After that, Tang Wan used Little Cutie’s monitoring to observe Jiao Tong’s situation.

When Jiao Tong rushed home, his adoptive parents immediately greeted him warmly, calling out to their “good son” with concern.

He responded coldly, tossing his schoolbag aside before slamming the door and locking himself in his room.

They were already used to his “rebellious” behavior, so they didn’t think much of it.

What they didn’t know was—

The moment Jiao Tong entered his room, he grabbed his own throat, his face flushing red as he growled, “Get out! Get out of my body!”

Inside his mind, another voice echoed.

A twisted, mocking laugh.

“As long as you give me your body, you won’t have to suffer anymore,” said the spirit of the Jiao family’s son. “This body was prepared for my resurrection. The Jiao family raised you all these years—it’s time you repay them. Hand it over!”

The more he spoke, the more vicious his tone became.

His soul had been nourished for over a decade—fed with incense offerings, even traces of ashes mixed into Jiao Tong’s food over the years to prepare for possession.

But what he hadn’t expected—

Was that Jiao Tong’s willpower would be this strong.

Strong enough to suppress him.

Even now.

Still, he wasn’t weak either. His strength grew stronger at night, when yin energy peaked.

In recent years, he had finally begun to emerge more often, clashing with Jiao Tong for control.

And he was confident—

One day, he would either devour Jiao Tong’s soul…

Or force him out completely.

Jiao Tong sneered coldly.

“Repay you?” he said, his voice dripping with hatred. “Believe it or not, if you push me too far, I’ll drag your entire family down with me.”

He had once believed those people were his real parents.

But after learning the truth—

All that remained…

Was resentment.