The soft light in the living room suddenly began to flicker, switching back and forth between cold light, natural light and warm light.
It shook my eyes almost blind.
The massage chair also suddenly started to go crazy. One second it stopped suddenly, and the next second it was like it was beating my soul out of my body. The pain made me almost jump.
Coveting things that don't belong to you really doesn't bring any good results.
I stood up from the massage sofa with a grin on my face, and these visions suddenly stopped at the same time, as if they had been agreed upon.
Although they are pink and white curtains, they completely block the sunlight coming in from the balcony.
All the lights went dark at this moment, and even though it was ten o'clock in the morning, there was still no one visible in the room.
I sighed.
Turned on the phone's flashlight.
Climbing up the black spiral staircase, there are several rooms upstairs.
I looked at the master bedroom, the second bedroom, and the two studies one by one, leaving only the last cloakroom at the end of the corridor.
I opened the door of the cloakroom. Although the light from the flashlight on my phone was a little weak, it was enough for me to see clearly what was going on here.
There is a small dressing area separated in the cloakroom.
There was a woman sitting in front of the dressing table, tinkering with her face.
I took a breath and took two steps closer. Her face was reflected in the mirror in front of her.
The chin is so sharp that it's scary, the bridge of the nose is so high that it seems to be breaking through the sky, and the apples of the flesh are so full that they look a bit like doughy steamed buns.
The woman was applying what looked like an eyeshadow brush to her eyelids.
When she heard the sound of me opening the door, she paused slightly.
Her eyes and mine clearly met in the mirror.
The woman's hands kept moving, and I vaguely heard her mutter: "Yes, can the eyes be a little bigger, like hers?"
I saw her put down her makeup brush, grab her upper eyelids with one hand, and grab her lower eyelids with the other, and then——
Pull hard.
Hiss...I closed my eyes subconsciously and felt pain for her through the mirror.
When I opened my eyes again, her other eye had been ripped open at the corner.
This should be the woman who was said to be obsessed with plastic surgery and then died on the operating table.
She is also the hostess of this house and the wife of Vice President Wang Li.
The woman looked at herself in the mirror and seemed satisfied with her current appearance.
Like a proud goose, she walked towards me step by step with her head held high and a pair of tall red stiletto heels making a "thump thump thump" sound on the tiled floor of the room.
She walked up to me, circled around me, looked me up and down, and said with disdain: "Haha, his taste is getting worse and worse. Is he already so non-vegetarian now?"
Naked sarcasm.
I, Su Cancan, also have a temper!
Not something that any random brat can disparage! "What a pity. Even someone like me can enter your house openly, but you unfortunately died on the operating table."
I was so angry that I couldn't think of anything to say for a while. What I said could be like piercing a person's lung tube.
The woman didn't know whether she was frightened that I could hear her, or was irritated by my sarcastic words, but she stood straight in front of me.
The disdain in his eyes turned into deep resentment in an instant, and there were still some emotions in his eyes that I couldn't explain.
The yin energy around her instantly surged, and even the flashlight on my phone began to flicker.
Whatever the case, it was clear that what I said had pissed her off.
The clothes in the cloakroom swayed restlessly under the whistling wind, and the hangers collided with each other, making a crackling sound.
The dressing table also began to vibrate bottles and jars on the dressing table were also shaking. I saw that the pen holder with the makeup brush on the table was about to roll down, and the bottles and jars were about to lose their center of gravity and fall to the ground.
Yo, yo, what an incredible ability!
I thought that if anything in this house was damaged, I, a poor person, would probably be blamed.
I suddenly became a hundred times more agile.
Lose money?No compensation at all! I grabbed the woman's shoulder with one hand, then dragged her to the dressing table in two steps, and held down the shaking dressing table with my other hand.
The Yin Qi that was running wildly around him calmed down in an instant.
"Wake up, you're dead."
woman:……
"Why can't I think about it and make myself look like this?"
The woman's soul kept twisting in my hands, trying to struggle out, and even her retort seemed lackluster: "I'm not ugly! Those who conceal their own ugly purposes and betray the sincerity of others are the ugliest!"
I thought about what she said. She should be talking about the fact that my husband concealed the fact that he was married, hooked up with other women, and betrayed his sincerity? He even brought other women home after his death.
Is that why this woman was so angry and cut other people's hair to vent her anger? In other words, are the people she talks about "ugly purposes" actually those who destroy other people's families for money, or for status and power? The woman's face gradually became terrifying, her hair grew suddenly, and "tears of blood" flowed from the corners of her eyes that were torn open by force.
I know that those are not blood and tears, that is resentment that has almost condensed into substance.
That is a woman's resentment towards the betrayer of her marriage.
"Get away! Get out of here! Get out of my house!"
The voice in the woman's mouth became shrill and thin, so harsh that it almost made my ears ring.
Ah no, it's the resentment against those who interfered with the marriage.
I left this "mansion".
On the one hand, one of the clients I contacted before finally made up his mind to try out a room in that school district, and I was going to give her the key.
On the other hand, I really don’t know how to resolve this “plastic surgery ghost” obsession.
It seems that she can figure it out with her toes. Her obsession should be to become beautiful and attract the attention of her cheating husband.
But what I couldn’t do in life, how can I do it after death? ! ! The school district room is in another district of City X, and it takes more than an hour by car.
While riding in the car, I tried to find some news online.
After all, ghosts with such resentment are strong enough to cause some supernatural events. According to Sister Liu, if their obsession can be completely resolved, they can basically get more than 500 points.
500 dollars! I'm really salivating.
"Wang Li's gossip" "Wang Li's cheating"...
I tentatively entered these keywords into the search engine.
But surprisingly, I couldn't find any of these news.
Even a search for "Wang Li's wife" yielded only a few news articles.
"Wang Li and his wife Hu Tian met when they were in college. Together they went through the difficulties in the early days of starting a business, including rumors that their products were plagiarized, and the shock of the failure of their business in the end. Then they made a comeback and still never gave up. It can be said that they have always been together. What an enviable couple...
It is said that Wang Li’s wife Hu Tian was also a stunningly talented and beautiful woman in the past, but she was not the “woman behind Mr. Wang” like she is now.
Wang Liye also said in the post-match interview that his success in this match was inseparable from his two partners, one was his girlfriend at the time Hu Tian, and the other was his good friend Li Yan. "
Then I attached a photo that is somewhat blurry and has a sense of age.
The woman in the photo is smiling, with a pair of clear eyes that curve into a smile on her round face.
I thought of the twisted woman in the cloakroom.
I really can’t figure out why this woman with such a sweet smile became like that later? There should be another update tonight
(End of this chapter)