The handsome man in the entertainment industry

, Marry's hands trembled a little, and when he picked up the plate, he staggered on both feet, and the teacup collided with the empty teapot, making a "ding bang", which was particularly harsh in this silent room.

Ruan Mudeng couldn't bear to watch it any longer, got up and walked over, took the full tray from the Filipino maid, and smiled at her.

"I'll take it out for you."

Marry couldn't understand Mandarin, but she could see the absolute kindness in this tall and handsome young man's smile, her face couldn't help but blushed, she hurriedly thanked him in a low voice, and led the people to the kitchen.

Chapter 66, Eight, Ghost Letters 09

There was only one overhead light in the kitchen, and was affected by the overly strong yin in the room, making it look very dim to the naked eye.

Marry walked in front, and as soon as he reached the door, he was taken aback by the scene inside, and couldn't help but let out a short scream: "Little, little master, why are you here!?"

Looking back, the little boy sitting on the kitchen floor was the only blood left by Cheng Yuntian's eldest son who died young.His pair of big children's unique eyes flashed a bluish light in the dim lighting, and at first glance they looked like the pupils of a beast.

"playing."

The little boy replied crisply.

"Oh, my little master, why did you come out in the middle of the night without sleeping, and let the young lady know that you are going to scold us to death!"

Marry hurried forward and picked up the child from the cold and greasy floor, "What are you playing... ouch!"

She screamed.

"Didn't I already throw away this doll? Young master, why did you take it out again? Throw away the dirty one!"

What the young master is holding in his arms is the doll in the express delivery that the Filipino maid Marry unpacked at night, but she threw it into the trash can and mixed it with kitchen waste. It's so dirty and ugly that people don't even want to touch it.

It stands to reason that as the only child of the third generation of the "Cheng Dagui" group, the young master of the Cheng family has never played with any expensive toys, so it was impossible for him to condescend to look at a dirty moldy puppet in a trash can.But at this moment, he played with the left hand of the puppet as if he was holding a limited edition figure in his arms, and happily hummed an incomprehensible tune in his mouth.

"Please, young master, stop playing!"

Marry was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

Different from the deceased Master Cheng Yuntian Cheng's gentle and forgiving attitude towards the servants, since her husband passed away, the current mistress, Young Mistress Cheng, has long lost a good look towards them, and can even be regarded as mean, especially when it comes to her When she was the most precious only child, she was even a little hysterical. If she offended the young mistress because the young master stayed up late at night playing with a broken puppet, she was really afraid that the other party would go crazy and drive herself away.

"Come on, put the puppet down, baby, put it down..."

While coaxing the little boy who was about to cry with his pouty mouth, the Filipino maid slowly pulled the puppet out of the child's arms, threw it aside quickly, and then took the child's oil-stained little hand, trying to take advantage of Mrs. Cheng's puppet. Before I found out, I cleaned up the person and took him back to the room.

It was not easy for Ruan Mudeng to intervene in the matter of disciplining children. He kept silent, just stood by and watched, until the broken and old puppet was far away from Marry, then he closed his eyes and frowned deeply. .

"and many more……"

The young man stretched out his hand, stopped the young master of the Cheng family who was being held in the arms of the nanny, and was about to pass by him, then knelt down and looked into the child's eyes.

"That puppet..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the puppet on the ground.

"Where's its head?"

Although he attended a church and aristocratic school, the child had also learned Mandarin at school, so it was not difficult to understand Ruan Mudeng's words.He blinked a pair of big bright eyes, stretched out his right hand, pointed his small index finger upwards, and pointed at the narrow air window behind the sink, and replied crisply in a childlike voice:

"There, it's a lantern."

Ruan Mudeng and the Filipino maid Marry looked there in the direction of his finger.

I saw a puppet head dangling above the two-meter-high transom.

The puppet's head, which is a circle larger than a sweet orange, is carved so vividly that even though the paint on the surface has almost fallen off, it still looks six to seven times like a living human head. On the hinge of the door, the whole head hangs crookedly on a high place, but it is such a horrific scene, and the puppet still has a simple and lovable smile on its face.

When Marry saw the puppet head on the transom, she was so frightened that her three souls were out of her body and her soul was separated from her body. She covered her eyes and screamed, unable to control 21 any more, she took the little boy's hand, and couldn't help but say thud thump thump Run upstairs.

After the Filipino maid and the children went upstairs, Ruan Mudeng walked over, picked up the greasy and dirty puppet on the ground, stood on tiptoes, and took off the puppet head hanging from the transom, and after a careful look, he found that Well, the doll's head was not pulled out from the torso as he guessed, but a piece of wood that served as the "neck" was folded in two from the middle, and it could never be put back on.

The wood at the "neck" is as thick as Ruan Mudeng's index finger, and the section is uneven, as if it was forcibly snapped off.

Not to mention how a six-year-old child has the strength to twist such a thick piece of wood into two pieces, how does the young master of the Cheng family, who is 1.1 meters tall, with short hands and thin legs, tie the puppet head to the puppet? So high on the transom?

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The extremely torturous vigil lasted until seven o'clock in the morning of the second day.

Cheng Yunhai was worried and frightened all night, and saw that everything was safe and sound, except that the house was still gloomy, and there seemed to be nothing wrong. From the moment he saw the rising sun in the east, a big stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground, tense His nerves were relaxed, and he just wanted to go back to his high-end apartment in the downtown area, take a good shower and sleep, and at least wait for his overdrawn mental strength to recover before thinking about the Cheng family's ancestral house that his brother Hong Shuangfa secretly told him.

"Second Master, why don't you leave without breakfast?"

When the Filipino maid Marry came out of the kitchen with a plate of sandwiches, she saw that Cheng Yunhai, Hong Shuangfa, and Ruan Mudeng were fully dressed and looked like they were about to go out, so she hurriedly asked.

"No, no, I have to go back to the company for a meeting later."

Cheng Yunhai quickly shook his head and made up a reason.

"Well, take some sandwiches with you on the road. It's your favorite beef and eggs."

Marry still has a lot of affection for this old gentleman who has served him for 20 years, and hurriedly made arrangements to help him pack breakfast.

Just when she turned around and was about to get into the kitchen again, a high-pitched female voice came from a distance: "Marry!!"

Everyone recognized that it was the voice of Mrs. Cheng's widow, Mrs. Cheng. They followed the reputation and saw that she was leaning out from the spiral staircase on the second floor, her face was full of panic and anxiety, and there was this 40-year-old woman standing next to her. The short and fat woman is the nanny who usually takes care of the young master.

"Did you see the baby?!"

Young Mistress Cheng didn't even have time to go down the stairs, so she leaned on the railing and yelled at the Filipino maid.

"No, no..."

Marry's voice trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but cast a glance in Ruan Mudeng's direction.

She immediately remembered the appearance of the young master of the Cheng family she saw in the kitchen last night. He was such a small person sitting alone on the ground in the dim light, holding a dirty headless puppet in his arms...

However, last night she did wash the child well and sent him back to her bedroom, staring at him to close the door and turn off the lights before going downstairs again... Could it be that the young master slipped away by himself again after that? come out?

"Really, where did you go!"

Young Mistress Cheng was so anxious that she was on the verge of crying, but she still couldn't help losing her temper. She kept swearing. She led the nanny, like a lioness who had lost her cub, rampaging in every place she could think of. Ask, all I want is to quickly find my precious son who disappeared early in the morning.

"Ugh……"

Seeing that his cousin and niece couldn't see the appearance of the lady of the mansion at all, Cheng Yunhai sighed, and didn't have the heart to bring any beef and egg sandwiches, "Let's go back early."

However, just as he was about to go out, the driver who was sent to drive first, with a pale face, stumbled in and shouted loudly: "Help, help! Dead, dead!!"

Because he was too flustered and frightened, he broke his voice.

"Little, young master, his corpse... is, is in the garden!!"

There are several stone statues in the garden of the mansion, some of which are placed in accordance with the metaphysics of feng shui, and some are just pure decorations.

The Cheng family parked in the garage behind the villa. When the driver received Cheng Yunhai's order to pick up the car, he had to pass a European-style statue of a young girl in the garden.

He is very used to walking this road. When passing by today, he suddenly saw something red and green in the arms of the girl statue. carefully.

Who knows it’s okay if you don’t look at it, but when you look at it, you’re almost scared to pee—the headless corpse of a child is in the arms of the statue, and the blood flowing from the empty neck has already dyed a large area of ​​the emerald green pajamas red !

After all, he was an old servant who had served Cheng's family for several years, and the driver could tell almost immediately, then