Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"Well, it hurts." Yuanyuan took off the mask, feeling either disappointed or grateful.

She rubbed her eye sockets that were tearing due to too much force.

"It's a scam!" Yuanyuan put the mask back in the drawer as she said so.

She turned and walked out of the room, walking slowly down the stairs.

"Our lady is resting now, you can leave your name... Hello? Sir? Hello?"

Yuanyuan frowned, leaned on the railing of the stairs and looked down.

At the edge of the living room, a servant put the microphone on the phone and muttered: "It's weird..."

"What's the matter?" Yuanyuan poked her head and shouted.

"Ah, Miss, are you awake?" The servant raised his head to meet Yuanyuan's gaze, and bowed to greet him: "A gentleman came to see you just now, but he didn't say his name or what he did..."

"Did you hang up? Then don't worry about him." Yuanyuan stretched, walked down the stairs, walked into the middle of the living room, and sat down on the sofa casually.

She casually touched a few buttons on the embedded remote control next to the sofa.

The huge TV screen on the opposite side of the sofa lit up and switched several channels quickly.

Yuanyuan's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up.

The program had already been fixed as a movie, but Yuanyuan hurriedly pressed a few more buttons.

Screen jumps.

The faces of Xu Ziyu and Cheng Moxun appeared on the screen.

Yuanyuan read the entire news report in disbelief, her mouth unconsciously opened like a duck's egg.

"How did this kind of report survive until now?" Yuanyuan couldn't help becoming anxious, "How long has this news been out? Why hasn't it been withdrawn?"

With that said, she was about to stand up.

"Miss, don't get excited." The servant hastily comforted him: "The master is afraid that you will be impulsive, so he wants us to keep it from you."

"You know?" Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows, seeing the servant's guilty expression, she suddenly understood.

She picked up the pillow on the sofa and slammed it hard at the servant: "Let you hide it from me! Let you hide it from me!"

The servant was caught off guard and could only back away repeatedly.

"Dinglingling——" the piercing ringtone of the phone distracted Yuanyuan's attention.

"Miss, I'm going to answer the phone!" The servant seemed to have grasped at a straw, and ran quickly, rushing towards the phone in the corner: "Hello, Tao family."

Yuanyuan angrily threw the pillow on the sofa, then sat down with a cold face.

From time to time, the faces of Xu Ziyu and Cheng Moxun would appear on the TV.

"Miss, I'm looking for you." The servant shouted timidly.

Yuanyuan frowned: "Who is it?"

Seeing the servant's bewildered expression, she sighed, stood up and walked to the phone.

When she took the phone, she still gave the servant a glare.

The servant stuck out his tongue secretly, turned around and walked away quickly.

"Hi, I'm Tao Yuanyuan."

"Yuanyuan, have you watched TV?" A smiling voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yuanyuan squinted subconsciously, this voice...

"Well, look. What kind of suffering is your good friend enduring right now?" The laughter expanded uncontrollably.

Yuanyuan looked at Cheng Moxun's face on the screen, and heard the media's false reports on Cheng Moxun, and felt inexplicably angry in her heart: "Matthew, right? What the hell are you doing? How do you know that Moxun is my friend?" ?”

"You told me." Matthew's voice was actually very nice. If it wasn't in this state of mind, Yuanyuan wouldn't mind listening for a while.

"Boring." Yuanyuan cursed, and then put the microphone on the phone.

As a result, before she took her hand away, her phone rang again.

Yuanyuan was taken aback in her heart, she could only curse inwardly for being weird, thinking of the previous dream, she couldn't help but feel a little scared again.

She was cruel and picked up the microphone: "What do you want?"

"Do you want to visit Cheng Moxun?" Matthew's voice was full of temptation: "Xu Ziyu doesn't care about her life now, in case she can't stand the pressure and something happens..."

"Crazy! What does it have to do with you?" Yuanyuan clasped the phone tightly and pulled off the phone line.

What Matthew said just now poked at her vaguely guessing thoughts that she didn't want to admit.

Xu Ziyu has lost his memory, and he doesn't remember the past with Cheng Moxun at all, so how could he take action to solve Cheng Moxun's predicament?

No, this is also related to Xu Ziyu's reputation, why is no one caring about it?
However, as long as Xu Ziyu does not lose his memory, this situation will not happen.

Yuanyuan lowered her head in frustration.

In the final analysis, it was all because of the ghost banquet she held!
It's all because of her childish things!

What to do now?
Looking for Cheng Moxun?To apologize to her?
But what's the use of apologizing?
Then you can't pretend you don't know anything, can you?

Are you not afraid that Cheng Moxun will ignore you if he knows you are the culprit?

……

It seems that there are two villains arguing in my heart.

Yuanyuan was confused by these thoughts.

But fortunately, she always made the final choice.

"Go to Mo Xun! Go even if you are hated!" Yuanyuan secretly encouraged herself: "You must never ignore the disaster you caused!"

Matthew was lying lazily on the sofa, he glanced at the camera on the table, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Is Tao Yuanyuan going to find Cheng Moxun?" Xiao Zhi sat opposite him, looking at the phone in a daze: "But how can I go with her?"

"Tao Yuanyuan will attract Lu Ye, and Lu Ye will attract you." Matthew moaned: "You two seem to have such a relationship on the surface, just go ahead."

"Why can't I go alone?" Xiaozhi frowned, not looking very happy.

"If you go alone, how do you get close to Cheng Moxun?" Matthew smiled evilly: "Stupid, I don't want to be noticed."

"Oh." Xiaozhi curled her lips and lowered her head silently.

"Remember to kill beautifully." Matthew turned over, and Xiaozhi immediately leaned forward to help him massage his shoulders.

Matthew raised his hand and waved, saying that he didn't need it: "Go and prepare, it won't be long before we start."

"What about you?" Xiaozhi couldn't help asking.

"Me?" Matthew buried his face in the sofa, and couldn't see his expression, but he could hear his voice happily: "I have other arrangements."

Xiaozhi pouted, looking extremely unhappy.

But she inadvertently saw the end of Matthew's palm hanging down on the sofa, with a slight green light, so she didn't dare to express any emotions, and quickly turned and left.

Yuanyuan opened the drawer and looked at the white bird mask inside.

She hesitated for a moment, closed the drawer, then took a deep breath, turned and left.

"Miss, we need to inform the master..." The servant stood at the door of the room and asked cautiously.

Yuanyuan glared at him, then as if she suddenly thought of something, she stopped in her tracks.

There seemed to be some force behind him that was pulling him.

This feeling couldn't go away, Yuanyuan turned her head and glanced at the drawer.

She was cruel, walked back and opened the drawer, and took out the mask.

"Hey? Miss, do you still have this?" The servant looked very surprised.

"What?" Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows and shook the mask in her hand twice: "Have you seen this before?"

"Well, I've only seen it in the photos." The servant looked carefully: "Well, that's right."

Yuanyuan looked at the mask in her hand, she had no memory before the dream.

She put the mask on the table, then turned to look at the servant: "Which photo? Show me."

"This...Miss, I can't take that photo down." The servant looked embarrassed: "It is now hanging in the library on the basement floor."

Yuanyuan blinked: "Then show me."

The servant was stunned for a moment, making sure that Yuanyuan was serious, he nodded, turned around and led the way.

When Yuanyuan left the room, she closed the door casually.

The moment the door slammed, the mask on the table suddenly trembled a few times.

Then, a green light suddenly flashed in the dark eye sockets of the mask.

Suddenly, the sound of children laughing echoed in the room, and then gradually disappeared.

The huge underground library is equipped with constant temperature control, so there is no cold and damp feeling after entering.

Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, the environment was much better than she had imagined.

The servant hung the key on the hook behind the door and pressed the light switch.

In an instant, the dimly lit room suddenly brightened.

Yuanyuan narrowed her eyes slightly, looking up with difficulty.

She noticed a pair of photos hanging at the end of the room at first glance. It was very large, taking up almost half of the wall; and it used a vermilion carved frame, which was very eye-catching.

She approached the photo step by step, and only then did she notice that there was an impossible person in the photo.

It's her mother!
The mother who died not long after she was born!
The self in the photo looks like he is four or five years old.

She was standing in the middle, holding the white bird mask in her hand, and was staring blankly at the camera; while Uncle Tao was standing on her right side, with one hand on her body and the other around the Mother's shoulder on the right side.

The family of three looks sweet and warm.

Yuanyuan frowned, she had already walked in front of the photo.

Only then did I realize that this photo was not mounted on any protective plates such as glass.

She couldn't help reaching out to touch it, and then touched the somewhat uneven surface.

Feeling puzzled, she brought her face closer to the photo frame, took a closer look, and found that it was covered with a thick layer of transparent substance.

She froze for a moment, stood on tiptoe, lay down on her stomach and sniffed vigorously.

Then she understood instantly.

"This is a painting..." It is quite a superb technique, and every detail is handled extremely delicately. It is impossible for ordinary people to watch it at such a close distance, and the effect is extremely realistic.

Yuanyuan wondered in her heart.

"This is what we saw when the master asked us to clean the basement a few years ago." The servant thought carefully.

Whether the servants work here is long or short, there are still some things that are not clear.