Thorn Song

This text has no male lead, no romance.
The female lead is slightly timid in the first volume, a bit infatuated in the second, and from the third volume onwards... life seems like a Siberian Husky.
Below is the sequence of volumes, if there are chapters missing, they're probably blocked.
1 Who's best at murder and dismemberment? Look in the suitcase for jackals and wolves.
2 I can handle tutoring, even rocks can be turned to gold.
3 Freshman military training brings tears, Changan loves to eat smoked sausage.
4 A thousand miles of predestined marriage hangs by a thread, whether it's good or bad all depends on fate.
5 My idol is the absolute best, the idol chose me to be their partner.
6 The boss behind the scenes is here, doing whatever they want without logic.
7 Ghost Festival inspiration comes late, helplessly put here.
8 Official advancement and wealth cost a child's life, a good son leaps like a carp over the dragon gate.
9 A trip to the plastic surgery clinic, all the fat is shaken off.
11 Who in the Human World can resist a beauty? Run out of roman numerals, use numbers instead.
11 Turtles may live long, but still dread the end, the characters fear a 404.
12 The local zombie looks handsome, cries out adorably when opening its mouth.
13 One dance captures the city, the beauty of the past fades away.
There's a lot more, too tired to write the summary...

She Can See Ghosts

Elder Lin's vision darkened, and he couldn't help but stagger. He quickly stretched out both hands and vehemently braced himself against the mahogany desk in front of him, which was covered with the speckled blood stains he had spat out.


His face contorted in a snarl, his eyes glaring hatefully toward a certain direction outside the window, he mumbled unclearly, "...Who... ruined my great plans... all wasted over a decade..."


The guards at the door heard the commotion inside and quickly knocked before entering, "Chief, what has happened?"


As soon as he opened the door, he saw the dark red blood stains on the desk and the dark brown stains already soaked into the leader's clothes. He hurriedly pressed his communication bell to call the medical staff over, and rushed forward to carefully support Elder Lin to the recliner on the side, anxiously asking repeatedly, "Didn't you just have a checkup yesterday, and weren't you okay? Why are you vomiting blood now! What has happened!"


Chapter 19: Heart's Blood