Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

"But if the media now reveals that Uncle Tao is missing, do you think the public will think who made him disappear?" Xu Ziyu leaned against the wall of the corridor a little restlessly, watching the waiters and guests entering and leaving the restaurant.

"You really are..." Xu Jia snorted coldly on the other end of the phone, "I just think that Lao Tao will be found soon."

"The truth is, you can't find him at all." The call time was a bit long, and Xu Ziyu began to miss the two people in the restaurant.

During his absence, will Mo Yimo say anything to Cheng Moxun?

Thinking of the ambiguous look of the two of them embracing each other in the rain yesterday, he felt like a kitten was scratching his heart.

He thought about it roughly, since Mo Yimo was a guest invited by Xu Jia, there was no reason why he would send Cheng Moxun back to the hotel.

The most terrible thing is that Cheng Moxun didn't think about questioning this at all.

"Hello? Ayu." Xu Jia called from the other end of the phone, "Are you still listening?"

"I'm listening." Xu Ziyu replied with a displeased expression: "Anyway, it's just this one time. No matter what the reason is, please don't ask Mr. Mo to come near me."

"Oh?" Xu Jia seemed to smack his lips, and then there was a faint smile in his tone: "Why?"

"I feel very uncomfortable." Xu Ziyu walked into the restaurant with his hands in his hands. He had to confirm what Cheng Moxun was doing now.

"Oh?" Xu Jia didn't seem to be able to hold back, and chuckled, "You can't be... afraid that Mr. Mo is interested in your younger siblings, are you?"

Well, it hits the mark.

Xu Ziyu just snorted coldly, but didn't say anything.

"But thinking about it now, it's no wonder you have a sense of crisis. If Mr. Mo and his younger siblings stand together..." Xu Jia seemed to be afraid that he would not be angry enough, so he deliberately added: "It's really a good match."

Holding the phone harder, Xu Ziyu stood at the entrance of the self-service area with dangerous eyes. The waiters and guests who came and went saw his expression and couldn't help but want to run away.

He saw that in the far corner by the window, Cheng Moxun was looking at Mo Yimo with an expressive expression.

His expression was sometimes surprised and sometimes relaxed, as if he was very attracted by Mo Yimo's words.

What the hell are they talking about?
There was a chaotic sound on the other end of the phone, mixed with the voice of someone whispering.

Half a minute later, Xu Jia suddenly said in a serious tone: "Ah Yu, I have something to deal with here, and I will contact you later."

"This Mr. Mo, where are we going to send him after dinner?" Xu Ziyu was already planning to hang up the phone, but when he heard Xu Jia say this, he was very happy.

"This..." Xu Jia hesitated for a moment, then said, "Ask him himself."

Xu Ziyu didn't say anything, he hung up the phone, and strode into the self-help area.

"If Uncle Tao..." Cheng Moxun looked at Mo Yimo anxiously, with his hands under the table, rubbing them vigorously back and forth.

"What exactly happened, I can't confirm it now." Mo Yimo glanced at her thoughtfully, as if he had something on his lips, but he didn't say it for a long time.

Xu Ziyu approached the two of them and took a quick look... Well, it was more reassuring than expected.

"Hey...you're back?" Cheng Moxun smiled unconsciously when he saw Xu Ziyu approaching.

She moved her body inward a little, as if to make room.

Xu Ziyu was very satisfied with her reaction.

Seeing that Xu Ziyu had entered his seat, Mo Yimo casually picked up his chopsticks to eat, without any intention of continuing to speak.

"What were you talking about just now?" Seemingly unable to grasp this kind of reaction, Xu Ziyu simply asked Cheng Moxun.

Cheng Moxun blinked, and was about to retell the previous conversation when he was suddenly interrupted by a strange sound from his ear.

She couldn't help but froze, and became nervous inexplicably, looking around to find the source of the sound.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her sudden change of state, Xu Ziyu couldn't help becoming nervous.

Mo Yimo, who was drinking fresh mushroom soup, also noticed Cheng Moxun's abnormality, and immediately showed a puzzled expression, and paused the movement of raising the spoon in his hand.

"Miss Cheng?" He tried to call out, subconsciously becoming vigilant about this situation.

"Didn't you hear?" Cheng Moxun looked at the two people around her in surprise. She seemed to be in good condition, but she was suddenly frightened.

"What did you hear?" Mo Yimo put down the spoon, then exchanged glances with Xu Ziyu...but he didn't get any useful information.

Obviously, only Cheng Moxun heard something.

Cheng Moxun looked at the blank faces of the two people in front of him, and heaved a long sigh in his heart.

She encountered an unexplainable situation again, and it was aimed at her again.

The sound that has not been interrupted until now is an exotic melody.

The timbre is very similar to an instrument like a harmonica, with the sound of other instruments mixed in from time to time.

At first she thought it was the music playing in the restaurant, but she quickly remembered that the buffet area was not equipped for that.

Only the high-end area and the banquet area will have occasional performances.

Where did the music come from?

Cheng Moxun couldn't tell the source of the sound, she seemed to be wrapped in it.

Occasionally there are the sounds of people communicating in low voices, the sound of something being dragged, the sound of metal objects colliding...

The voices are getting louder and more pronounced.

Although wherever she looked, it proved that she was still at the dining table in the buffet area; but all the sounds received by her ears made her feel that she was in another environment.

In that environment, it seems very chaotic and busy, but there is always a melody of music.

"Mo Xun?" Xu Ziyu saw that she had been in a daze, so he held her shoulder nervously, and shook her lightly: "What did you hear? Tell me."

Hmm... I can still hear Xu Ziyu talking.

All sounds in the restaurant can also be heard.

I just can't tell the difference!Which ones are real, and which ones pop up and can't be explained?
Suddenly, some not-so-clear pictures flashed past in front of my eyes.

After five seconds, a two-second scene will appear.

It was a not-so-spacious corridor.

There are scarlet carpets, rose-pink walls, oil paintings with golden carved frames and colorful weird masks.

There appear to be countless doors on either side of the corridor, the door frames are black, and above each door is decorated with Christmas bells and red and white ribbons.

She saw many people coming in and out of these doors. They were all Asian faces, but they were wearing very luxurious and exaggerated medieval European costumes.

There are also some people in casual clothes, who are pushing long and large mobile wardrobes, shuttling back and forth among the crowd.

Every two doors, a high stool will be placed between the doors, and a fruit basket with flowers will be placed on it.

These people seemed very busy and very anxious, but none of them knocked over the fruit baskets.

"Mo Xun!" Xu Ziyu shook her more vigorously, because her expression had already begun to dull.

"Shan Ze!" At the same time, another call came from nowhere.

Cheng Moxun froze for a moment, she felt her body tremble suddenly because of this familiar yet unfamiliar name.

In the next second, the strange picture appeared again.

An elderly woman dressed as a maid was arranging her headgear, and walked around the crowd to come to herself: "Shan Ze, go and change quickly, you will be on stage in 2 minutes!"

The harsh voice and gloomy expression scared Cheng Moxun into a fright.

At this moment, all the strange images and sounds suddenly disappeared.

Cheng Moxun took a deep breath, then threw herself into Xu Ziyu's arms, breathing heavily.

Xu Ziyu was so frightened that his limbs were cold, he hugged Cheng Moxun tightly, and it took a long time to let go of his mind.

He gently stroked Cheng Moxun's back, and comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay..."

"Nightmare." Mo Yimo who was sitting across from him suddenly opened his mouth, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Xu Ziyu couldn't help frowning, he always felt that the eyes looking at him were a little weird.

Cheng Moxun gradually recovered, she turned her head from Xu Ziyu's arms, and felt suffocated when she met Shang Mo Yimo's very ethereal eyes.

It started again... Mo Yimo's supernatural ability is working again?

In the end, she didn't expect it, but after 1 minute, Mo Yimo blinked suddenly, and slowly retracted his gaze.

Uh... don't you have anything to say?
Cheng Moxun looked at Mo Yimo expectantly, hoping to get some new news.

But after waiting for a long time, Mo Yimo still didn't say anything.

"What happened just now?" Xu Ziyu still held Cheng Moxun tightly, not daring to let go easily.

"I'm just..." Cheng Moxun frowned slightly, only then did he realize what he heard and saw just now!
Shan Ze!that boy!
She seemed to have turned into that boy!

That's right, those strange scenes and costumes, and the inexplicable melody!
Could it be the upcoming drama "Landuo"?

She saw the backstage of the drama that the boy saw?
Why?How could she see these things?
"Sorry, President Xu." Mo Yimo spoke slowly at this time, interrupting Cheng Moxun's train of thought: "I have some things to deal with, so I need to take a step first."

Xu Ziyu subconsciously had doubts in his heart, but on the surface he still raised a faint smile: "Where is this going? The dishes are not ready yet, so I can't say that I treated Mr. Mo badly."

"Thank you very much." Mo Yimo also replied with a smile, then glanced at Cheng Moxun, and then continued: "Don't bother the president, the people from the studio will come to pick me up."

He stood up, gave Xu Ziyu a slight nod, and then left his seat.

studio?Isn't Mo Yimo a psychic?

Now there is a special studio for dealing with supernatural events?

"That...Mr. Mo." Seeing that he was about to turn around and leave, Cheng Moxun couldn't help calling out.