The handsome man in the entertainment industry

However, he is his son after all, so at the wedding last month, Boss Yue still attended.The Xiangjiang media also made a little commotion about this, sending out many drafts with the gimmick "Mr. Zhang took advantage of the wedding to finally recognize his ancestors and return to his clan".

The wedding was held in the banquet hall of a five-star hotel in the center of Xiangjiang City. There were a lot of guests that day, and Yue Jiahong felt it was a great honor.

But to everyone's surprise, Ivan's mood was very anxious and frightened. He was out of shape and made frequent mistakes during the wedding process. When the famous businessmen greeted each other, they kept looking left and right in a panic, and couldn't even squeeze out a smile, which was extremely embarrassing.

When the banquet was halfway through, Yue Jiahong was finally annoyed by his useless son, and carried him to the rest room backstage, asking him if he was on drugs, and that's why he was so dazed like he saw a ghost.

Unexpectedly, when his father mentioned the word "ghost", Ivan, a guy who usually pulls [-] to [-] yuan, howled with a "wow", grabbed his father's clothes, and said inconsequentially What a hell of a thing.

"What did Young Master Ling see at the wedding banquet?"

Xiao Xiao interrupted Boss Yue's psychological statement of "I'm so irritated" even in dialect, pushed hot tea in front of him, motioned him to drink saliva to calm his emotions, and brought the topic back to what he wanted to know the most. On the question, "No matter how small the details are, please recall carefully."

"This...he, he said at the time..."

Yue Jiahong thought for a while, "Ivan said he saw a woman at the wedding banquet, wearing a white dress, sitting behind and crying... Then, then he wondered why there was a pretty girl crying like this at his wedding, The people next to him didn't seem to notice, so he walked over, looked, saw..."

As he spoke, he swallowed hard, "Look, that woman... looks like a... a young model who just committed suicide in his studio..."

Xiao Xiao let out a long "oh", showing a thoughtful expression.

"After hearing what he said, I walked around the venue, but I never saw such a woman!"

Boss Yue added: "At that time, I thought he was probably on drugs, so I called him nonsense and slapped him angrily. No, I didn't expect..."

His voice suddenly elongated, dragging out an obvious cry: "Ivan he... he died not long after—"

Chapter 14, Two, Red and White Shuangsha 04

According to Yue Jiahong, just a week after the wedding, Ivan died in a car accident.

The car accident itself was very weird. Ivan drove his Mercedes-Benz back to his villa in the suburbs. When he passed a crossroad, the surveillance camera at the red street light clearly captured his car as if he was avoiding something. He made a sharp turn, hit the road pier head-on to the right, and was chased by a full-loaded [-]-ton truck behind him. The whole car was squeezed into a pile of scrap iron. Ivan died on the spot, and he was crushed. Humanoid.

At that time, the car accident was a sensation in Hong Kong City. A media outlet got the first-hand photos of the car accident scene from nowhere, and put a thin layer of mosaic on it, and published it on the color page of the weekly magazine.

The sports car worth tens of millions seems to have passed a round in the steel roller of the scrap iron yard. Taking a risk, I couldn't help thinking about how crowded the people in the car were.

The sudden death of a son made Yue Jiahong very sad, but soon, his paternal love was completely replaced by fear.

A week later, after the first seven days, Ivan was ready to be buried.

At the farewell ceremony for the body, Boss Yue stood at the head of the family line, looked towards the crowd in the hall who came to pay their respects, and vaguely saw a man in red standing in the back row.

It stands to reason that the people who attended the funeral were all prominent figures, and even the young models under his dead son's hands couldn't possibly be too unreasonable to wear bright red clothes on such an occasion.

And from his point of view, the man seemed to have just received some great news, standing in the line dancing and laughing.But the people around the man in red didn't seem to notice that there was such a lunatic at all, and they didn't even give him a look.

Yue Jiahong was in a slump because he couldn't sleep well in the past few days, and he was a little dazed. At that time, he didn't think too much about it. He just thought it was someone who messed up the scene, and he got hot blooded for a while, so he directed at that person If you go straight to the past, you will roll up your sleeves and beat someone regardless of your image.

But he never expected that when he got closer, that person raised his head through the crowd and met his eyes. The face with a big smile turned out to be his who should be lying in the coffin now. The son who was squeezed into meat sauce!Take a closer look at his attire—where is he wearing a red dress, it's obviously a blood dress!

After seeing this scene, Yue Jiahong fainted from fright, but when he woke up in the hospital, he realized that worse things had just begun.

After that day, he often felt as if someone was standing next to him, and from the corner of his eye, he often caught sight of a red figure, but when he suddenly turned around, there was nothing there.

He was already frightened by the scene at the funeral. Although he kept telling himself that it was just a psychological effect, the feeling of following people around him was so strong and clear that even when he finally fell asleep, Yue Jiahong always He dreamed that his unworthy son was standing at the head of his bed, stretching out his hand to pinch his neck, suffocating him from the nightmare, and breaking out in a cold sweat.

After a few days, he was almost on the verge of a nervous breakdown. He went to famous temples, Taoist temples, and even churches near Xiangjiang and City A, where he was given a large amount of merit money, but the situation did not improve at all.

What really made him flustered was that on the day of Ivan's [-]th, he was too scared to go to the mourning hall to pay homage. When he was hiding in the hilltop villa with his wife and daughter until twelve o'clock in the morning, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the living room. Earth-shattering loud noise.

Yue Jiahong hurried downstairs to check, and saw two Filipino maids looking at him with fear, the ground was in a mess—the incense altar on the wall of his house collapsed, he specially invited it back from Thailand three years ago The gold-plated brass statue actually cracked a big gap from the center, and broke into two pieces when it fell. The brass exposed from the fracture seemed to have been soaked in acid for a long time, and it was completely corroded by verdigris, making it brittle. It crumbles into powder when pinched.

When he came out like this, Yue Jiahong was really going crazy with fright, and the next day he scrambled and flew to Huanglong Mansion, and found the Bai family's grandma.

It was evening when he arrived at Huanglong Mansion that day, and Bai Xiangu, who was attached to the Bai family's grandmother, only saw three guests a day, and it was too early to "see things", originally she didn't want to see him, but she just wanted to see him. Glancing through the curtain, he could see that Yue Jiahong had provoked such a powerful thing that he couldn't drag it out for a day.

Therefore, Bai Xiangu gave him a jade pendant for the sake of being an old friend and his life was at stake, and told him that before the jade was broken, she could keep him safe for a few days, and there was nothing else she could do, so she could only try to ask for it. "Master Xiao" who lives in City A now, see if that person can help solve this catastrophe.

"Look, look at my jade..."

Crying, Yue Jiahong took out a silk handkerchief from his arms and spread it out on the table, revealing a five-inch jade pendant in the shape of a tiger inside. At first glance, it looks like a piece of beautiful jade, but at this time the surface is already covered with cracks. The deepest one runs from the center of Chihu's eyes to the tail of the sharp scroll, and it may be broken in two at any time.

"I treasure this piece of jade like an eyeball, but there are still more and more cracks... At this rate, within two days, I will, just..."

As he spoke, he felt that his life was about to die. The more he cried, the more his face was covered with tears and snot.

"Mr. Yue, please calm down first." Xiao Xiao personally refilled a cup of tea for the big boss, and pushed it in front of the crying man.

At the same time, he quietly held Ruan Mudeng's hand under the table, and lightly stroked a few strokes with his fingertips on his palm.

Ruan Mudeng felt the itch in his palm, and flinched instinctively, but didn't say anything.Soon, he realized that what the man wrote in his palm was the word "open".

The moment he comprehended the meaning of the other party, his wisdom eyes had already opened.

In Ruan Mudeng's insightful eyes, he saw Yue Jiahong's whole body was covered in a layer of black air, and there was still a deep red blood in the black air, especially on the middle-aged man's forehead, the red-black The mist was so thick that it was almost solid, like solidified blood, with an ominous aura that made people feel chills all over.

Xiao Xiao also picked up the cup, took a sip of tea leisurely, and then said Shi Shiran: "Mr. Yue, you have met a happy ghost."

"Wh, what the hell?" Yue Jiahong was crying so deeply, when he heard Xiao Xiao's words suddenly, he didn't know which two words he said.

"Happy ghost, the 'joyful ghost' of 'joyful', and the 'dejected ghost' that your son met at his wedding, also known as the red and white double evil. I can explain it together."

Xiao Xiao smiled faintly and began to explain.

"The so-called 'happy ghosts' have been around since ancient times. The description of them is usually a person in red at a funeral, with a happy face, dancing, and sometimes talking to others.