Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 124 - 125: Can’t Find the Bed
"Turn around, quick!"
Su Nian warned.
Qingyu remained stiff, slowly turning back around.
She couldn’t see what was behind her, but she didn’t hear a sound. Perhaps her husband was still secretly watching her.
Her body tensed up. The more she thought about it, the more afraid she became, until her body began to tremble slightly.
’How long was he standing at the door?’
’Did he hear what I said?’
[This husband is 100% not right!]
[Remembering the streamer said he’s already dead makes me even more scared!]
[Any pretty ladies willing to take me in? (I’m 6’0".)]
[Ugh, give me a break. Now we know the guy above is a 4’2" shrimp!]
Ignoring the live comments, Su Nian warned again, "Go back to your bedroom. Don’t be alone with him!"
As if struck by a thought, Qingyu nodded frantically. She obediently and carefully shuffled into the bedroom, not forgetting to quickly shut and lock the door behind her.
But Su Nian immediately noticed the shoes placed neatly by the bed.
He blinked, a little surprised. But then he understood.
Su Nian: "Ever since his surgery, has he made a habit of arranging the shoes like this?"
"Yes. He used to be pretty rough around the edges and never cared about things like that."
Qingyu was trembling, unable to recover from the terror of that moment.
She had lived such an ordinary, happy, and peaceful life for so many years. This sudden turn of events was simply too much to accept.
Hiding in her own room, even in the most familiar of surroundings, she was terrified.
She paced around the room endlessly. "Streamer! What do I do? What do I do!"
A heavy look also settled on Su Nian’s face.
"First, mess up the shoes. Make sure one shoe is pointing toward the bed, and the other is pointing toward the door."
"Oh, okay!"
Qingyu hastily agreed and quickly did as she was told.
Just then, footsteps approached the room. The doorknob began to turn, and Qingyu panicked.
She quickly shouted, "I... I’m changing! Just a second!"
"Hahaha, we’ve been married for so long, and you’re still this shy!"
The person outside teased her, then seemed to turn and walk away.
Qingyu was still worried. She got on the floor, wanting to see if he had left.
But after a moment, she still saw nothing in her line of sight. Her back started to ache from bending over. Qingyu wanted to straighten up and rub her lower back. ’He’s probably gone back to the living room. So what should I do now?’
Qingyu bent down again, wanting to be absolutely sure. She brought her head close to the crack under the door, pressing her right eye against it to peer outside.
She was still holding her phone, but the viewers noticed something strange. Why did the view suddenly get dark? They couldn’t see the floor or the wall outside the room anymore, as if something was pressed against the door.
’Pressed against the door!!’
Qingyu instantly realized what that meant. She glanced back slightly, then immediately scrambled backward in terror.
It turned out her husband on the other side was also lying flat on the ground, peering into the room.
The darkness Qingyu had seen just moments ago was his shadow.
Cautiously, Qingyu went back to the door and lay on the floor again.
She looked through the crack and was met by a pair of eyes that were almost entirely white.
He grinned at Qingyu. It was the same familiar face! But now, it made her blood run cold.
Even the viewers in the livestream chat shivered collectively.
[That almost scared my soul right out of my body!]
[I screamed the moment I saw those eyes. Now even my own husband looks suspicious.]
[I’m so scared! That really made me jump!]
Qingyu was so frightened she nearly fainted. She scrambled up and huddled in a corner, shaking uncontrollably.
But the man outside just chuckled pleasantly, as if nothing had happened.
He even asked calmly.
"Honey, what’s wrong?"
Qingyu sat collapsed on the floor, clamping her hand over her mouth. She trembled all over, her eyes wide with terror. She didn’t dare make a sound, but her fear seemed to amuse the man lying outside the door.
He let out a cheerful laugh, and then his face disappeared from the crack under the door.
"Master, what do I do! What do I do!"
Su Nian instructed, "Get back in bed, cover yourself with the blanket, and get through tonight. I’ll come find you tomorrow!"
"And the shoes, you’ve arranged them, right?"
Qingyu nodded. She looked at the shoes that had been so neat and tidy before, now completely disarrayed by her own hands.
She was terrified, especially at the thought that he was right outside the door. If he wanted to get in, it wouldn’t take long at all!
’Su Nian’s suggestion seems completely unreliable,’ she thought. But by the time she realized it, she had already obediently gotten into bed.
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps sounded from outside the room...
Even under the blanket, she felt a bone-deep chill. She couldn’t stop shaking, her terrified eyes fixed on the door. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
"Streamer, I’m so, so scared!"
"Will this really work?"
Su Nian nodded slightly and reassured her, "Don’t worry. This ghost has only just started to build up resentment, so it’s easy to deal with. Just do as I say and make it through the night. I’ll come rescue you tomorrow."
Qingyu was on the verge of tears. She nodded frantically. "Streamer, I have money! You have to save me! As long as you save me, I’ll reward you handsomely."
Qingyu, wearing her earphones, hid under the blanket. She didn’t dare speak again and started typing instead, but her hands were shaking so badly that the whole screen wobbled.
Before she could even finish composing her message, the door was thrown open with a BANG.
[Even I’m getting nervous just watching from my screen!]
[The streamer already said it’s a ghost!]
[Sure enough, with the streamer not on-site, I’m getting really scared!]
[Is just hiding under a blanket going to be enough? Is something bad going to happen?!]
[Please don’t let anything happen! I get scared just thinking about those all-white eyes! If the lady falls into his hands, it’s all over!]
"Open the door, honey!"
A gentle, magnetic male voice called out, but it only made Qingyu feel colder. She didn’t dare answer.
When the person outside got no response, the rattling of the doorknob grew louder.
"Eheheh, good thing I have the key."
Those words plunged the livestream viewers into an icy dread.
[He has a key!?]
[What do we do now?! The door’s about to open! Maybe you should just run for it! The moment he opens the door, make a break for it!]
[But the door wouldn’t have held for long anyway. The streamer told her to hide in bed, so stop giving her bad ideas!]
Two minutes later, with a CLICK, the door opened. A man walked into the room, his expression normal, but a chilling aura entered with him.
With trembling hands, Qingyu prepared to continue writing her last will and testament.
But he didn’t get into bed. Instead, he just kept pacing in circles beside it.
He seemed not to notice the lump in the bed that was Qingyu.
[What’s going on? Why isn’t he doing anything? Yeah, why isn’t he getting on the bed?]
[I get it. The space under the blanket is a VIP-exclusive zone. No attacks allowed.]
The man circled the bed, muttering to himself, "Honey, where are you? And where’s the bed? Why can’t I find it?"
Strangely, he couldn’t find the location of the bed.
