**Volume One: Chapter One - Introduction to Ghost Charm**
**Ghost Charm Organization:** Established two years ago, its name has gained recognition in both legal and illegal circles.
This organization is neither entirely righteous nor wholly evil, operating according to their own principles: "Those beneficial to me are righteous; those detrimental to me are evil; those who assist me are good; those who obstruct me are wicked."
The organization comprises solely women, with seven main members known as the "Seven Ghost Charm Princesses," each named after one of the seven colors of the rainbow: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.
**Ghost Charm Structure:**
The organization includes one main building and six halls: Red Moon Tower, Orange Condensation Hall, Yellow Bamboo Hall, Green Mulberry Hall, Cyan Wind Hall, Blue Peak Hall, and Purple Sun Hall.
**Main Member Details:**
**Red, the First Princess**
- Title: Master of Red Moon Tower, Leader
- Real Name: Leng Youlan
- Gender: Female
- Age: 17 years old
- History: Entered Devil Training Camp at 8, completed training at 15; she is the most outstanding student in the camp's history.
Red symbolizes the colors of sunset, flame, blood, and heart. She is the heart of Ghost Charm, the most dazzling flame, yet she carries the melancholy that "the beauty of sunset lies in its impending darkness." Her passionate intensity radiates a dangerous aura.
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**Orange, the Second Princess**
- Real Name: Ai Guosu
- Gender: Female
- Age: 20 years old
- Ethnicity: East Asian
- History: Entered Devil Training Camp at 10, completed training at 18.
She is the most influential speaker in Ghost Charm after Red. With a serious and commanding presence, people become somber in her company. She is direct, fair, and demands perfection.
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**Yellow, the Third Princess**
- Real Name: Ai Temin Yokin
- Gender: Female
- Age: 19 years old
- Ethnicity: Eastern European mixed
- History: Entered Devil Training Camp at 9, completed training at 17.
She possesses extraordinary wisdom, with all precise weapons in Ghost Charm being born from her hands.
Green, the Fourth Princess
Real Name: Fujiwara Nakako, female, 19 years old, East Asian mixed descent, entered the Devil Training Camp at age 9, completed training at age 17.
Cyan, the Fifth Princess
Real Name: Mili Kaluda, female, 18 years old, European descent, entered the Devil Training Camp at age 8, completed training at age 16.
Cyan embodies hope, strength, solemnity, affinity, tolerance, and flexibility, making her negotiations invariably successful.
Blue, the Sixth Princess
Blue Peak Hall Master, responsible for intelligence
Real Name: Shangguan Xushui, female, 18 years old, Eastern European mixed descent, entered the Devil Training Camp at age 8, completed training at age 16.
Blue is efficient and adept at using advanced technology. Her favorite activity is showing affection to her older sister, Red.
Purple, the Seventh Princess
Real Name: Luisan Sabante, female, 18 years old, Western European mixed descent, entered the Devil Training Camp at age 8, completed training at age 16.
Purple Sun Hall Master, responsible for assassinations
Purple is noble, mysterious, wise, and flexible; beneath her elegant exterior lies extraordinary cruelty.
Three young men were stunned by Leng Youlan's words, their narrow eyes widening like those of startled mice as they re-examined the girl before them.
They must not offend someone they shouldn't provoke. She appears weak and helpless, likely having encountered something distressing.
He couldn't help but secretly laugh at his own nervousness, feeling timid before a young girl.
He hurriedly signaled to his two subordinates with his eyes; they couldn't hesitate any longer. Today, they must definitely capture this pure, lovely girl. She was a goddess sent from heaven!
Looking at her slender, elegant figure, he felt ecstatic inside. He mockingly said to his two subordinates, "Brothers, if we present this little girl to the boss, we'll surely make a significant contribution. Our status within the gang will definitely improve a lot!"
"Exactly! Damn it, let's see if Li Liu dares to mock us again!"
"Boss, we're so lucky today!"
The laughter of the three men rang out boldly through the air.
Unbeknownst to them, a figure not far away was watching, a cold smile curling their emotionless lips, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in their eyes.
Then, the speaker gestured to his two companions, and the three moved to grab Leng Youlan.
"Ah!" A sharp, anguished scream pierced the night sky.
Spectators on the street stood frozen in shock, their feet suspended mid-step. Half-chewed food rested silently in gaping mouths. Couples, caught in tender moments, bore faces that were starkly filled with disbelief.
The once noisy marketplace fell into an eerie silence. The painful groans of the three men sprawled on the ground and the gradually fading footsteps of the boy and girl clearly echoed through the still air.
No one understood how the boy had struck so swiftly; all they knew was that the three young men had collapsed to the ground in an instant.
No one knew who the couple was, only that by morning, the Bai Xiong Gang had completely vanished.
Warm sunlight filtered through the white gauze curtain, illuminating the bed where an incredibly beautiful girl lay, her angelic sleeping face capable of enchanting the world.
The aroma of food filled the air of the room. The lovely woman stirred from her slumber, her eyes fluttering open to reveal a sweet smile.
"Lei, you prepared a meal. Last night wasn't a dream," she whispered joyfully.
As Leng Youlan stepped into her home, a wave of pain washed over her again.
"Don't go, I don't want to be alone anymore. Stay and keep me company, please!" Leng Youlan rushed to the doorway, calling out to the departing figure, her voice quivering with desperation and fear.
"Okay."
Lei Tianyi couldn't comprehend why seeing this girl so sad made his heart ache so deeply.
He yearned to give her all the beauty in the world, just to see her smile.
"Have you had enough?" He didn't mind being admired by his beloved!
"I've—I've seen enough!"
"She was so embarrassed! She was certain her face was as red as a traffic light.
"Babe, you are my babe—Leng Youlan belongs only to Lei Tianyi! Do you like it?"
"I like it, I really, really like it." Leng Youlan felt so happy, so happy.
"Mommy, do you see this? Your daughter is so happy now; you must be smiling in heaven!"
[Volume One: Chapter Four - Pain Behind the Cold Facade]
Since Lei Tianyi cooked, it was Leng Youlan's responsibility to wash the dishes. Leaning against the kitchen doorway, Lei Tianyi watched the busy figure in the kitchen. Suddenly, his expression turned cold. Why had his babe been so sad yesterday? If he discovered who dared to bully her, he would definitely deliver them the best "gift"—absolute destruction, just like the "gift" White Xiong received.
"Yi, the dishes are done. Can we go out and play?" Leng Youlan nestled into Lei Tianyi's embrace.
"Babe, let's go out later. I want to ask you a few questions first, is that okay?"
"Okay!" Leng Youlan knew there were some things she must let him understand.
"Babe, why were you so sad yesterday?"
"Yesterday was my birthday and my mommy's death anniversary—the day I hate most in the year." It was marked by my mother's blood, my endless tears, and my bone-deep hatred for that man.
Ironically, on the same daughter's birthday, that man would always throw a grand celebration for his beloved child.
"Can you tell me your story? Let's share the burden together?"
"My mommy committed suicide when I was eight, taking another woman with her—the woman that man loved. Because of this, he hated his wife and daughter. He wanted to give everything to the child of that other woman, so..."
Lei Tianyi held the trembling body in his arms, silently offering warm support.
"After mommy died, that man drove out Li Sao, who was loyal to mommy, and me. Li Sao passed away two years ago. After that, I lived here alone."
Leng Youlan's cold demeanor was as if she were recounting someone else's story, yet Lei Tianyi's heart ached profoundly. How much had his beloved endured? His dark, deep eyes flashed with anger.
"Then how could you study at Saint Luoduo Academy? It's a place where ordinary people can't enter, and from what you've said, even if that man had money, he wouldn't care about you."
"Yes, why would he care about me? He'd prefer me dead. We haven't been in contact all these years. Everything has been managed through the lawyer my mother entrusted before her death, protecting me with her will." Her calm voice masked a chilling coldness.
"Babe, from now on, I will take care of you. I'll make up for all the warmth you've missed, double."
"The hurt you've suffered, I will make them pay back double." A sinister smile flickered across Lei Tianyi's cold face, his eyes glacial.
"Yi, thank you, but I want to seek justice for my mother and myself with my own hands."
"Okay, but remember that I will always support you." Lei Tianyi understood that if she couldn't take revenge herself, the anguish in her heart would never fade. Yet, he vowed to protect her, ensuring that no one would harm her again.
[Volume One: Chapter Five - Perfect Match]
"No way! That woman absolutely can't laugh."
"That's right, that cold woman is incapable of it."
"Hmm!" Everyone nodded in unison.
"Ring~~~~" The lunch break bell interrupted the morning calm.
Leng Youlan walked out of the classroom with the crowd, heading towards the cafeteria.
On the busy path, a distinctive circular space became strikingly apparent. The circle expanded with a radius of one meter, centered on a woman. Inside the circle, apart from her, there was no one else, while outside it was crowded with people. As the woman moved, the circle shifted with her.
The gazes around her were entangled with complex emotions, including infatuation, jealousy, and resentment.
However, the woman appeared completely unaware of the chaos she had caused, her delicate face displaying only a hint of coldness.
This indifference clearly revealed her disregard for external matters and her apathy towards anything unrelated to herself.
Leng Youlan sat in her designated seat, quietly enjoying her lunch. Warm sunlight filtered in through the half-open window, illuminating her perfect profile, with long eyelashes casting slender shadows across her exquisite face.
Though nestled in a corner seat by the window, she was still acutely aware of the gaze of everyone around her. She gently brushed her bangs aside and turned her head towards the window.
"Ah!" A small sigh slipped from her lips. She was supposed to have lunch with Yi, but he had something to attend to at noon.
"It's okay, Leng Youlan, you can do it tomorrow!" she silently urged herself, though a sense of disappointment lingered.
"Hey, did you hear? Someone saw our school flower Li Yu just now with an incredibly handsome guy."
"I didn't hear about it, but—I saw it!"
The two girls at the nearby table began discussing the latest gossip circulating around campus.
She felt unjust in being harsh on others simply because of her unusual abilities, yet when news of Lei Tianyi reached her ears, she couldn't feign indifference. Emotion overwhelmed her thoughts before reason could intervene, and she unconsciously uttered his name, her expression turning into one of anger. Yes! She was angry—angry at Yi!
The people in the cafeteria looked on with puzzled expressions as the figures rushed away. Leng Youlan was completely absorbed in her own world. Her heart ached, to the point where it felt difficult to breathe, as if she was the only one that mattered in the universe. She was also angry. But what was she angry about? Suddenly, she found herself unsure of the reason for her anger. Was it because Yi was on a date with the school flower? Was it because he hadn't chosen to skip out on the beauty to have lunch with her? The more she thought about it, the more ridiculous she felt. She had no need, no right to interfere in anyone's life, did she?
Leng Youlan took a deep breath, adjusting her complex emotions and quickly concealing them behind a façade of coldness. She knew someone was already walking toward her.
In the cafeteria, it was as silent as a windless lake at night, with captivated gazes locked on that tall figure. "I want you to be my woman." The slight smirk on his lips betrayed an air of arrogance as he stared at Leng Youlan, his narrowed eyes gleaming with the excitement of a hunter pursuing his prey. "Okay, according to the game rules," her indifferent tone showed no change in pitch.
Ignoring his intense gaze and the crowd's astonished gasps, Leng Youlan calmly walked out of the cafeteria. She needed to think clearly.
"Hmph! Cold and aloof woman, I want you to reveal everything to me."
Leng Youlan withdrew her deep black gaze from the window, her cold expression revealing no emotional ripples as she exited the now-empty classroom.
"Why are you still here so late?" Lei Tianyi's deep, dark eyes flashed with anger as he glared at her petite figure, his icy demeanor both devilish and frightening.
"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, just near dusk," Leng Youlan replied, glancing at the figure behind her. She was suddenly reminded of a poem that spoke of exquisite desolation.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm asking why you haven't gone home after school!" His brows were tightly knitted together.
Leng Youlan looked at the figure that had just appeared, halted her steps, and raised her hand to smooth his furrowed brow. His fist immediately relaxed, softly grasping her delicate hand.
She knew she should escape, yet her emotions regained control. She disliked the sight of his frown and didn't want to see him suppressing his anger. Unconsciously, she reached out, and by the time reason returned, she had lost the opportunity to escape, her heart yearning for warmth.
Under the sunset, they walked hand in hand along the campus path, their faces now revealing unusual emotions, warmed by the contact of their palms.
The already silent campus had two black sedans parked at the entrance. Two young men leaned against the front car, their expensive suits encasing their tall frames.
A charming woman stood by the other car, her subtle smile captivating the hearts of countless men.
As they watched a couple walk hand-in-hand out of the building, the three men straightened, their eyes reflecting surprise and confusion, but no one dared to speak.
"Qi, come drive!" "Yu, organize the documents and send them to me by midnight." "Xiu, take her home."
He coldly issued commands as he slid into the back of the car, ignoring the woman who dared to break free from his grip.
He was as cold as the persona he had created through wealth and power, while his own distance stemmed from hatred towards his closest kin, coupled with an extreme longing for warmth.
"Yi, will you spoil me?" She suddenly wanted to know her place in his heart.
"Of course I will spoil you! I'll make you the happiest woman," he replied, his words laced with unwavering determination.
"Why? We've just met, haven't we?" Leng Youlan was taken aback by his overly matter-of-fact attitude.
"Because you are my girl; you will be my most cherished sister." He sought to reassure her, believing that calling her a sister was the best justification for spoiling her, yet a twinge of unease settled in his heart.
Sister, yes! The sunset had long fallen. It was time to go home, to her own home. Her heart was calm, though cold—yet familiar and reassuring.