Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

This handsome face has long lost the healthy look of the past after experiencing the ups and downs of fleeing.

At this moment, because of her alienation, he became even paler.

Cheng Moxun couldn't bear to continue watching, she turned her head to one side, and then heard her own voice resolutely: "You really shouldn't come

Suddenly a strong wind blew up, rolled up the leaves and dust that fell on the ground, and swirled around the two of them.

"Yingyue..." In the midst of the noise, the ghost king's voice came to Cheng Mo Xun's ears very clearly: "Actually, I know everything about it."

The pupils shrank all of a sudden, and Cheng Moxun turned his head in an instant, but his sight was blocked by the chaos caused by the strong wind.

She could only see the ghost king's white clothes, which was faintly visible in the room, and was finally annihilated...

"I want to ensure her safety first." Xu Ziyu twisted the doorknob, strode into the room, turned his head and said to Xu Jia behind him: "Everyone else should stand back."

He ignored Xu Jia's raised eyebrow expression, and closed the door behind him, separating Xu Jia and the bodyguards outside.

Then he took a long breath and stepped to the bed in a few steps.

Just one glance made Xu Ziyu's brows tightly knit together.

Cheng Moxun burst into tears on the bed, she closed her eyes and choked up, murmuring inarticulately.

Xu Ziyu lay gently beside her, tilting his head to hear what she said.

But her voice was too soft, and she spoke too fast, almost choking on her saliva.

Looks like a pretty serious nightmare.

Stretching out his palm and gently patting her arm, Xu Ziyu called softly: "It's okay, it's okay, Mo Xun, can you hear me?"

Cheng Moxun really became much quieter, and her expression softened.

After waiting for a while, she slowly opened her chaotic eyes, looking at the scene in front of her with some astonishment and bewilderment.

"Are you awake?" Xu Ziyu looked relieved, and reached out to wipe his forehead, where some tiny beads of sweat had just appeared.

"Hmm..." Cheng Moxun didn't seem to be fully awake yet, she looked at Xu Ziyu with teary eyes, her lips curled down, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

"Get up first, go eat something." Xu Ziyu gently rubbed her cheeks, and wiped away those tears: "I have asked the secretary to send you new clothes, you seem to be sweating a lot, and this clothes is not as bad There is a way to wear it again."

Cheng Moxun sat up with some difficulty when he heard the words, and looked at his clothes.

Sure enough, aside from wrinkling, he was still mostly soaked in the cold sweat from his dream just now.

"I want...to take a shower." The body was sticky, and the wet clothes were uncomfortable against the skin.

Xu Ziyu touched her forehead, then touched his own, then nodded: "Yes, but you have to eat something first."

She looks too weak and needs some energy.

Cheng Moxun shook her head, her mind was still a little confused, she could only make a judgment based on her first feeling.

"Just eat a little." Xu Ziyu still insisted, he couldn't bear to see Cheng Moxun's pale face: "Want to eat cake? Fruit? Or any meal."

Cheng Moxun shook her head repeatedly, she really wanted to tell Xu Ziyu that she didn't want to eat anything.

Suddenly a picture jumped into her mind, her eyes suddenly became clear, and the watery state just now disappeared.

"Baozi." She blinked and said two words.

Xu Ziyu was startled by this sudden change, but he nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

After a pause, he asked again, "What stuffing?"

"Ganmei." Cheng Moxun looked at him with indescribable firmness in his eyes.

"Your funds have been deposited into the account." These are the words at the beginning of the text message.

Ai He'er only glanced at it, but didn't have the courage to look any further.

She was holding the phone, sitting on the bed motionless.

It was from a private bank in Italy, and thanks to her status as a VIP user, she was able to receive text messages in Chinese in China.

The mobile phone number was handled by Xu Ziyu for her, and no information about her was registered.

But within one night, Hisoka had already found out.

Staying on the text message interface, Ai Heer's fingers slid back and forth unconsciously.

The content of the text message is constantly flipping up and down.

Ai Heer looked out the window, the sun was shining brightly, and it looked like it would be a good weather.

It was completely different from the thunderstorm last night, which made her shiver under the blanket alone.

Because of the terrifying lightning, everything in the room looked extremely terrifying against the background.

She couldn't help but run away.

It's much better now, and after such a comparison, I feel much more relaxed.

Slowly adjusting her breathing, Ai Heer gently closed her eyes and put the phone in front of her.

He silently counted three, two one, and then opened his eyes with a "swish".

"Hmm..." I was stung by the bright light of the phone screen.

Really, Ai Heer complained in her heart.

She blinked a few times, and continued to check her phone a little discouraged.

She didn't want to read more about those official texts.In fact, there were not many words, so she easily saw the funds in the account: current balance 3,000,000,00, regular balance 2,000,000,00.

Add up to a full 500 million euros!

She thought she was dazzled, and wiped the screen vigorously, but the number did not change at all.

This account was used for her daily expenses in Italy. Although she lived beside Hisoka and did not ask for gold or silver, Hisoka still opened a special account for her just like every woman in a castle.

There will always be some big or small amounts in it. Hisoka will not restrict other women from leaving the castle to go out and play, but he has strict requirements on her alone.

She rarely goes out, but she never minds, as long as she stays with Hisoka, she can do whatever.

So she never cared about how much money was in that account, and only when she got a chance to go out occasionally would she take that card to buy something.

But most of the things he bought were intended to be given to Hisoka.

It's just that Hisoka never looked directly at it, but he didn't show his disgust too much. He just ordered the housekeeper to put it wherever he wanted, and finally disappeared.

And later, after the fire.

Maybe Hisoka ordered someone to write off the funds on that card.

That's why the balance displayed now is so complete, without any fraction.

But that card is not on her body now, Ai Heer shook her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe Hisoka gave her card to another woman?

But if that's the case, why did she receive a Chinese text message from the bank with the mobile phone card she just owned?

With mixed feelings in her heart, Ai He'er desperately restrained herself from thinking too much.

She doesn't know how to use this card, so why bother?
While thinking about this, she closed the information interface and opened her private mailbox.

She skillfully entered the account password, but her heart was very calm.

For so many years, the mailbox has served as the only tool for contacting the Xu family.

In her inbox, there are always letters from Xu Ziyu or the old man of the Xu family.

This email account, she has been trying her best to hide from Hisoka.

She didn't want Hisoka to know her only little secret.

She always thought that what she did was very successful, but when she saw the "unread mail x 1" displayed on the screen, she was stunned.

It is impossible for Xu Ziyu to contact her by email now, and she has set up the background to automatically block unfamiliar emails.

So this email is...

There seemed to be a small drum beating in his heart, Ai He'er hesitated for a few seconds, and chose to open the inbox.

Email Subject: Untitled.

Received: 5 minutes ago.

Attachment: picture.jpg
Ai Heer frowned, the email brief was a bit strange.

She hung her finger in the air for a second, then pressed down decisively.

"Your tablet computer sucks, AC found it in the water tank of the airport toilet, and thought it was a piece of scrap iron. But I know something through this thing, I know you must have kept something, such as this mailbox account number." Ai He'er read out the content of the email, she pouted helplessly.

"Maybe you're right, so I won't go to you again. I admit that I used some technology to find your mobile phone number; I promise this is the last time I treat you like this." Read the last few words of this sentence Words, Ai He'er couldn't help frowning, she felt that she seemed to be relieved, but something grabbed her heart again.

"It belongs to your bank account. I plan to give it to you as a farewell gift. The amount in it can be transferred to any bank in the world. I hope you will have a good life in the future. The castle is cleaning up your belongings. The butler took a photo. Remember to check the attachment. If you need something, please reply to this account. It will be sent to you together with the bank documents in a few days." The content of the email ends here, and Ai He'er read it blankly, then turned to the beginning and started again Read it again.

It doesn't look like Hisoka wrote it, but there is a subtle resemblance to Hisoka's tone of voice.

She just couldn't believe it.

Hisoka really let her go?

Ai He'er sat there holding the phone for a full 5 minutes before gradually choosing to accept this fact.

The initial shock faded away, but for some reason, it was not joy in its place.

The heart that has been empty all the time seems to have a big hole that can't be filled with anything.

do not be like this!Ai He'er secretly encouraged herself.

My heart had already died in that fire!
How could he be attached to Hisoka again and again and refuse to let go?
She can't remember how many times this is the first time to admonish herself!
Uncomfortably sad, her eyes were hot, and tears dripped down.

"Cry, it's over anyway." Ai He'er sat on the bed, hugged her legs tightly with her arms, and buried her face between her arms.

Tears flowed down the skin, as if rainwater had accumulated for many years, and it couldn't stop at all...

"Any reply?" Hisoka sat on the leather rocking chair, his arms resting lazily on the metal carved armrests.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of me, it was pitch black.

Because of the time difference, it will take another six hours before she can see the sky she sees now.

Thinking of this, Hisoka closed his eyes a little annoyed.