Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Sha Yue faced the direction of the kitchen door and stood beside the glazed stove. She was trying to reach the kitchen knife on the chopping board with her left hand, while holding a sharp fruit knife in her right hand.

The blood swam around the blade of the fruit knife, and finally dripped onto the ground, making a small sound: "Snap!"

It was like a broken nerve in Xu Ziyu's mind.

Cheng Moxun stood at the door of the kitchen, tightly covering his right arm with his left hand, but he couldn't restrain the bleeding from the wound.

Her bloody arm fell straight down, and blood dripped from her fingertips.

Xu Ziyu saw that there was already a lot of blood under her feet.

"What's going on!" Xu Ziyu pulled Mo Xun's body, led her back a few steps, and confronted Sha Yue.

Just glancing at the bloody arm, Xu Ziyu stopped thinking about other things, searched around for the medicine box, and took out his mobile phone to call the secretary.

But who knew that the medicine box was not found, and the mobile phone had no signal!

"Sha Yue definitely didn't do it on purpose... definitely didn't do it on purpose..." Cheng Moxun, completely ignoring his arm injury, lowered his head and murmured, "How could she hurt me... no, no, no... ..."

"Are you crazy?" Xu Ziyu looked at her in disbelief, and at the same time untied the tie on his shirt anxiously, trying to tie up Cheng Moxun's arms to temporarily relieve the blood loss.

But Cheng Moxun dodged and avoided Xu Ziyu's hand, and his eyes never left Yingyue in the kitchen from the beginning to the end.

Xu Ziyu frowned, with anger burning in his heart, he just wanted to pull Cheng Moxun back to his side.

But Sha Yue suddenly carried a kitchen knife and strode towards Cheng Moxun with a strange smile on her face!
"No!" Xu Ziyu's heart almost jumped out!He wanted to step forward to pull Cheng Moxun away, but found that he couldn't move his body at all.

Yingyue came to Cheng Moxun, the smile on her face widened, and then she raised the kitchen knife in her hand...

"Stop!" Xu Ziyu suddenly opened his eyes as the shouts rang through the sky.

In front of him was Cheng Moxun, who was full of astonishment and shock, and Sha Yue, who raised her eyebrows in doubt.

Sha Yue held a white porcelain bowl in her left hand, and a pair of chopsticks inserted into the bowl in her right hand.

"President Xu works day and night, and his physical condition is getting worse and worse." Ignoring the interrogating gaze cast over him, Sha Yueman took a bite of the noodles indifferently.

"Why did you pass out all of a sudden?" Cheng Moxun squatted down, looked at him worriedly, and carefully examined whether there was any injury on his whole body.

faint?Xu Ziyu squinted his eyes, he clearly remembered just now...

A warm hand stroked his forehead.

The sudden touch seemed to open the door to the world, he finally smelled the fragrance of noodles in the air, and finally confirmed that what he saw was not an illusion.

Cheng Moxun withdrew his hand, frowned and pouted: "The temperature on the forehead is quite normal."

Was it just a dream?
He stretched out his hand and pinched Cheng Moxun's face, feeling the real touch from his fingertips, and his heart finally settled down slightly.

"It hurts!" Opening his hand in displeasure, Cheng Moxun turned his head and glanced at Sha Yue who was sitting across the table: "If it's not enough, I'll cook another one for you."

"Me too." Xu Ziyu sat up, only to realize that he had been lying on the carpet: "Ah, I have a headache."

"Be careful." Cheng Moxun quickly got up and helped him sit on the sofa, then looked at Sha Yue who was drinking noodle soup.

It looked like he was starving and couldn't even bother to answer.

"Just wait here for a while." Turning his head and smiling slightly at Xu Ziyu, Cheng Moxun turned and walked out of the living room, but still looked back frequently with anxiety.

Sha Yue gulped down the noodle soup, put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and let out a sigh of relief.

Then she raised her head and looked at Xu Ziyu who was also looking at her.

"Do you have something to ask?" She stretched her neck, then covered the back of her neck with a pained expression: "It's terrible."

There was a bright red apple on the table, she lit up her eyes, and reached out to grab it...

"You have changed a lot," Xu Ziyu looked at her carefully, which was quite different from the cautious look in his impression: "It's a completely different person."

The last sentence makes sense.

Sure enough, Sha Yue's movements froze for a moment.

She quickly picked up an apple, calmly put it in her mouth and took a bite.

Just chewing, completely meaningless to answer.

"Is what you said... about me in the white robe true?" Xu Ziyu stared at Sha Yue with half-threatening and examining eyes, but his uncertain tone revealed his inner fluctuations.

"It's just a joke." Sha Yue said suddenly, her complexion was completely unaffected by Xu Ziyu, she was still sitting on the opposite sofa calmly, looking around casually.

"Don't lie to me." Xu Ziyu clenched his fists. He looked at the person in front of him with a feeling of familiarity and strangeness mixed together.

Inside this woman's body is another soul.

Realizing this, Xu Ziyu clenched his fists unconsciously: "Who the hell are you?"

Sha Yue glanced at him casually, then continued to scan the living room.

"I also encountered the things you mentioned half an hour ago!" Xu Ziyu desperately suppressed the excitement in his heart: "What I saw was exactly the same as what you described!"

"I didn't expect that we have a good understanding." Sha Yue shrugged nonchalantly, her gaze stayed on the carpet in front of the TV.

Xu Ziyu followed her gaze and saw nothing.

"Bloodstains appear, then disappear..." Tilting her head slightly, Sha Yue seemed to be thinking about something, and murmured to herself.

Xu Ziyu walked gently to the door of the living room, looked towards the kitchen, and saw Cheng Moxun pouring noodles into the pot, as if he didn't hear the conversation just now.

There was a sound from the sofa behind him, and Sha Yue stood up and walked towards Xu Ziyu step by step.

There was a sneer in his eyes.

"Xu Ziyu, what did you dream about just now?"

There was something wrong with his tone, Xu Ziyu looked at Sha Yue warily.

Sha Yue raised the corners of her mouth and showed a meaningful smile: "What do you think is the chance of the dream coming true?"

Xu Ziyu's pupils tightened suddenly, something was wrong with this woman!It is not simply mental instability that can be explained.

"Everything tonight is just the beginning." Sha Yue passed Xu Ziyu and walked back to her room: "I look forward to seeing you again in the future."

"Hey? Sha Yue, are you ready?" Cheng Moxun saw Sha Yue passing by the kitchen door, so he hurriedly shouted.

"I'll rest first." Sha Yue waved his hand: "Don't let President Xu stay too long, I will be unhappy." The last sentence was whispered by the kitchen door.

After finishing speaking, Cheng Mo Xun blinked.

What do you mean?
Thinking of something in his mind, Cheng Moxun's eyes widened in horror.

Could it be that she was possessed again?But she behaved like a normal person!
As a result, before Cheng Moxun finished thinking, Sha Yue went back to the room alone and locked the door from the inside out.

Not long after, a faint voice rang in Cheng Moxun's ear: "Yingyue, how long do you plan to keep Xu Ziyu here?"

Oman sat on the branch and saw a group of children playing with handkerchiefs under the tree.

"Sha Hua, look!" She clings to the embrace of the person behind her coquettishly: "From ancient times to the present, children's play has not changed much."

The people behind were silent.

So she raised her head unhappily, stretched out her hands and pinched Sha Hua's tender cheeks: "Why are you ignoring me?"

"That woman named Sha Yue," Sha Hua said suddenly, "What spell did you cast on her?"

"Ah, you actually mentioned someone else in front of me!" Aman suddenly became like a child, and his tone became aggrieved: "You have always only cared about me!"

Sha Hua put her in his arms with a doting face: "I only asked because I cared about you. That woman's life was tampered with by you. How can you do such a thing that disturbs the way of heaven?"

"I have my own idea." Aman rubbed his stomach: "Anyway, no matter what you do, the ending will not be changed."

"Then you still play games with those two people?" Sha Hua lightly scratched the tip of her nose with his finger: "Don't tell me, you have already thought about how to change the ending."

"Where can it be." Aman blinked at Shahua: "I, I just don't want to let go of the delicious food." His stomach still groaned in cooperation.

"I'm so hungry." Facing Shahua's eyes overflowing with love, Oman curled his lips and glanced at the children under the tree: "I really want to taste the taste of these souls."

"You set up a condition that won't allow those two people to win." Shahua took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, which contained a colored spherical object like a pill.

Gently unscrew the bottle cap, pour out a red pill and stuff it into Oman's mouth.

Subsequently, the hunger on Oman's face turned into satisfaction.

Lying in Shahua's arms, she patted her stomach, then adjusted a comfortable posture, and closed her eyes lightly: "It's just those two souls, they are really tempting."

Sha Hua nodded helplessly, but there was still no expression on the surface.

In Lan Jianuo's big villa, Lan Baifeng stood in front of the French window of the bedroom, looking at the dark night outside, he couldn't help frowning.

He was wearing simple and comfortable striped pajamas, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and gently buttoning the buttons around his neck with the other.

Then he pulled the neckline left and right twice, and finally felt that the oppressive feeling of choking his throat disappeared.

"Master, I saw Xu Ziyu take Miss Cheng home with my own eyes, and then took her away this morning!" There was a rough voice on the other end of the phone, but it didn't leave much impression: "Their whereabouts in the morning I didn’t find out clearly, it probably went to the suburbs.”

"What about the afternoon?" Lan Baifeng's face was gloomy. He turned and walked back to the bed, looking at the carefully framed photos on the bedside table: "And tonight? Any news?"

"Ms. Cheng has been looking for rental information all afternoon." The person on the phone continued, "But I did as you ordered. All the landlords have made Ms. Cheng think of giving up renting a house."

"Very good." Lan Baifeng smiled slightly. He guessed that Cheng Moxun would sneak away to rent a house, so he had already made preparations.

In this way, the desperate Cheng Moxun will probably consider his help, right?

As long as Xu Ziyu won't intervene... This may not be easy to handle.

Thinking of this, Lan Baifeng frowned.