Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

Chapter 21 You Are The Ghost
  The woman's eyes were black and blue, and her eyes were red and swollen as if she had been crying for a long time.

His excessively pale face looked extremely abrupt, and the circles under his eyes were a bit strange.

"Anchor, I suspect my husband is a ghost."

[...I was just about to say where did this rich woman come from, but then someone said "Wang Zha?" 】

[Are you here to join in the fun? Are you going to say that your husband is a ghost? 】

[I don’t know whether my husband is dead or not. Are you deliberately looking for an excuse to get a divorce? 】

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When the woman saw the negative comments from the audience in the live broadcast room, she shook her head, "No, I love my husband very much, and I don't want to divorce him."

Seeing the netizens chatting more and more crookedly, Yu Qing spoke up in time: "She didn't lie, but your husband is not a ghost."

She said the last sentence to the woman.

The woman frowned: "But there are a lot of things wrong with him. If he were a human, how could he do those strange things?"

"Tell me."

The woman thought for a moment, then suddenly leaned back on her chair and smiled, "How can I trust you?"

There is no guarantee whether the anchor is a liar or not. Not only will she be unable to handle these words, it may also lead to her husband discovering her, and her life will be in danger.

Yu Qing didn't care and said slowly: "Zhou Limin, twenty-nine years old, met her boyfriend Yu Shaopeng in college. You two got married soon after graduation. For career reasons, you decided to DINK. Your parents in your hometown urged you many times, but you insisted. The philosophy is, don’t prepare to have children until your job is stable.”

Zhou Limin raised her lower lip. She and her husband are just ordinary people, and they are not used to surfing the Internet on weekdays.

Regardless of whether this information can be verified, the anchor cannot predict in advance that she will enter the live broadcast room.

It would be unbelievable for a person who has never been online to suddenly watch a live broadcast.

Zhou Limin already believed her eight points. She said frankly: "You are right, but there is one thing wrong. I am 30 years old this year, not 29."

Yu Qing blew herbal tea and said, "Why don't you tell me first why you suspect that your husband is a ghost."

Zhou Limin didn't care, fortune tellers were not real gods, so mistakes were excusable from time to time.

She paused, as if thinking about where to start, and then spoke after a while.

It turns out that Zhou Limin is an employee of a listed company. She is usually diligent and performs her duties well. She has completed all the tasks assigned by her boss. Her boss is interested in promoting her to be his successor.

The couple has been married for many years, and their relationship remains as good as before. Her husband is tolerant and loving to her, and rarely quarrels. He will bow his head and admit his mistakes when she occasionally quarrels, and wait for her to calm down before trying to reason with her.

I thought that my love and career would be both fruitful, and my ordinary life would be better than happiness.

Everything changed on the day she was promoted. First, her parents were indifferent, and then her husband treated her coldly.

She thought it was her promotion that made her husband unhappy. In addition, her husband did not take the initiative to talk to her for half a year, and sometimes just ignored her without saying a word.

In Zhou Limin's impression, Yu Shaopeng was not someone who would deal coldly with a broken relationship. She accidentally entered Yu Qing's live broadcast room and saw that many people were talking about ghosts. At that time, her confusion suddenly became clear.

Zhou Limin suspected that her husband was not a human being, but possessed by a ghost.

Zhou Limin's eyes were sore. She wanted to cry but couldn't. She smiled bitterly and said: "Anchor, my husband was taken away by a ghost. It's like this on TV."

[Little sister, TV dramas are all staged, they can’t be real! 】

[Are you overthinking it? Is it possible that your husband is cheating on you? 】

[There is someone outside, so you coldly force the woman to file for divorce first? 】

[After the divorce, he beat him up and blatantly took back his mistress. He made all the excuses. When he was sad and desperate, his mistress gave him warmth! 】

[It’s scary to think about it...]

[It would be a pity if you don’t become editors. 】

Zhou Limin hurriedly explained: "No, he is not that kind of person."

[Knowing people but not knowing their hearts, you are still too kind. 】

[Miss, don’t be in love! 】

[He is so cold and violent, why do you still speak for him? 】

Zhou Limin looked embarrassed. She didn't want this to happen. Her husband was really not a bad person. Zhou Limin really had no choice but to bite her lower lip, a little embarrassed to say: "...I...I followed him. Except for going to the company and going home every day, he had no contact with other women."

Fans' typing slowed down, and the comment section paused for a few seconds.

Seeing that the fans were starting to think about it again, Yu Qing put down her tea cup and tapped the table with her index finger.

She said: "Yu Shaopeng did not cheat. On the contrary, he was willing to give his life for his wife."

[What does the anchor mean? 】

[Why do I think this way of describing love is weird...]

Zhou Limin was very happy that Yu Qing could explain for her husband, so she ignored the weirdness in her heart, "Anchor, can you answer my question?"

"Your husband is not possessed by a demon."

Zhou Limin was smiling, but Yu Qing's next words made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Bitingly cold!

"Because you are the ghost."

Zhou Limin was stunned and couldn't react for a long time.

"...You, what are you talking about?"

"You are the ghost," Yu Qing said: "Have you not remembered the five-year-old child on Chicheng Avenue half a year ago?"

"I--"

Zhou Limin has lost her voice. Recently, her eyes have become more and more uncomfortable, itchy and painful, like the sequelae of being bitten by a dozen mosquitoes at the same time.

She rubbed her itchy eyes, and the whites of her eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, which were getting deeper and deeper.

【! ! ! 】

[I suspected that my husband was possessed by a ghost, but who knew I was the ghost! 】

[What a shocking plot twist this is! 】

【etc! What's wrong with the little sister's eyes? 】

【Wori! Her eyeballs - fell off? ? 】

Zhou Limin's eyes were dark, and she couldn't see clearly the audience's comments.

A spherical object suddenly fell into the palm of my hand.

She raised her hand and put it in front of her eyes, trying hard to see clearly. Finally, she could see clearly with her only left eye, it was an eyeball.

Her eyeballs.

It's strange. The first reaction of ordinary people when seeing this scene is fear, but instead of being afraid, she seems to be used to it...

The chaotic mind seemed to part through the clouds and see the blue sky, and memories about her gradually accumulated back.

The audience in the live broadcast room saw such a horrific scene for the first time in their lives.

The woman held an eyeball in one hand, an empty eye, and two lines of blood and tears mixed with white unknown liquid flowed out.

Going down, her lower body disappeared, and she was simply crushed in half by a large truck!
  "I remembered..."

Zhou Limin put her eyes back.

"I died on the day I was promoted half a year ago. He didn't treat me coldly or violently. He just couldn't see me. No wonder..."

Zhou Limin turned her back and cried for fear of scaring the audience.

"He's not talking to me, he's paying homage to me. He doesn't take the initiative to talk to me because he can't see me on weekdays, so he doesn't talk to me. Why didn't I notice it? How come..."

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The membership chapter has been opened.

It's snowing outside again today. Is it snowing there?

(End of this chapter)