Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

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A white light appeared in front of her. After passing through the white light, the temperature rose and she could hear a whistle. Did she appear in the world of the living?

You know what, this feeling is really exciting.

Su Chen opened the car door, carefully helped the person down, knocked on the door, and the bodyguard opened the door. He was surprised to see the person at the door.

"Mr. Su, why are you back so late? It must have been tiring driving all the way here. You didn't have anyone else to accompany you."

"Oh, it's okay, I can do it myself."

Yu Fang entered the orphanage and vaguely felt that something seemed wrong, but she couldn't see clearly under the light. She decided to wait until tomorrow to find out.

Su Chen planned to take a few back to the imperial capital, and leave the rest behind until the dean's mother recovered.

That night, when those people who were returning to the capital got off the bus, their legs went weak and they almost fell to the ground.

Now they finally understood why the young lady was so fond of Mr. Su. It turned out that this man could communicate with ghosts. This was something a living person should be able to do. Could he be a ghost messenger?

Su Chen got out of the car and walked over, asking with concern: "Are you... okay? Did you see something just now that scared you?"

"Here, this is a calming talisman. Put it under your pillow when you get home tonight and have a good sleep. You won't remember the fear tomorrow."

The four of them stretched out their hands, all of which were still trembling.

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Su."

Su Chen waved his hand, went straight back to his room, and fell into a deep sleep. He was so tired. The New Year was really tiring.

But I am satisfied, really satisfied.

When Wang Ma saw Su Chen coming back, she called him directly.

【Hey, what's wrong, Aunt Wang? 】

[Young lady, your husband is back, and he suddenly appeared from... the ghost path. I'm going to cut this part of the video. Is there anything else you want to explain?]

Qin Wushuang closed the book and spoke softly.

"No, go to bed early and don't stay up too late. Aunt Wang, your dark circles have gotten worse lately, and there are wrinkles around your eyes."

There was a scream on the other end of the line.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Fu Yian was about to leave when he was blocked by someone. He was very unhappy, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he smiled gently: "James, what's wrong with you stopping me?"

James is a tall and strong man who is 1.93 meters tall. Standing in front of him at this moment, he brings a strong sense of oppression, which makes people feel a little scared unconsciously.

"Huh, why did you sneer at me when I was on the podium? You thought my answer was bad and you wanted to show off that you're a top student, right?"

"...??"

When Fu Yian heard this, he was completely confused.

"James, I don't understand what you mean. When did I laugh at you? I was just looking at the blackboard the whole time."

"Impossible. They all saw it and can testify for me. You just twitched your lips like that. I could clearly see the disdain on your face. You need to apologize to me."

Hearing these unreasonable words, Fu Yian also became a little angry.

But when I think about James' family background, the largest hotels in the United States are all owned by his family. I really offended him so much that I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to stay in a hotel in the future.

I wanted to put on a smile and explain things to him, but he just glared at me and yelled, "Ahhh, that's the disdainful smile. How dare you do that to my face?"

"Fu, you're too arrogant. Don't think that just because you're second, I should give in to you in everything."

Second place, damn second place again. Why do we have to remind him again and again? James is so disgusting.

One of them pointed to the corner of his mouth with a strange look in his eyes: "Fu, your muscles here are twitching. If you didn't do it on purpose, then there might be something wrong with your muscles here."

Fu Yian raised his hand and touched the muscles at the corners of his mouth. He still looked confused, and then he heard a click.

The man handed over the phone and gestured for him to watch the video himself.

Watching the video, the corners of his mouth twitching, his face was indeed full of mockery, as if he was disdainful.

Fu Yian's face darkened. If he remembered correctly, he had gone to that plastic surgery hospital. Why was he twitching? Could it be a side effect of the surgery?

No, absolutely not. If he returns home like this, he will become a laughing stock. Damn John, just wait for him.