Chapter 181: An Identical Face
The image reflected in the soup bowl instantly disappeared.
A hint of solemnity and confusion appeared on Nan Yuanman’s steamed bun face. Feng Jingcheng had been paying attention to her the whole time. Seeing her staring at the soup bowl with such a complex and puzzling expression on her face, he couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, “Have you figured out where the problem is?”
Nan Yuanman nodded, looking at Wei Junchen who was walking out of the bedroom, and said, “We’ll come back tonight.”
This big brother’s guard was too high. Even if she saw something amiss, she couldn’t make a move on him right now.
What’s more…
The woman in red in his bedroom was not an ordinary ghost or monster.
Xiao Qidong originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but hearing Nan Yuanman say this, he temporarily set aside his thoughts. He turned to look at Wei Junchen walking out of the bedroom and asked with a smile, “How is it? Old Wei, what did your wife say?”
“Her? She’s still shy and doesn’t want to see people, so I won’t force her. Brother Xiao, I’ll drink a glass as punishment to apologize on her behalf.” Wei Junchen sighed, but his expression was exceptionally doting.
With Wei Junchen saying this, Xiao Qidong naturally couldn’t continue pestering him and could only pretend to be reluctant as he clinked glasses with him.
Everyone sat down to eat. Nan Yuanman worked hard on her rice while silently observing Wei Junchen.
As long as his wife wasn’t mentioned, Wei Junchen was a normal person who could chat about anything. But while eating, he would glance at the mirror placed on the dining table.
Xiao Qidong saw it and rolled his eyes in extreme speechlessness. “Come on, Old Wei, when are you going to change that narcissism of yours? You’ve already looked in the mirror no less than ten times during this meal!”
Wei Junchen carefully adjusted his hair in the mirror and raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. “Is this narcissism? This is confidence! Besides, I’m so handsome, what’s wrong with looking a few more times? Looking a few more times lets me eat two large bowls of rice!”
“What’s wrong? Old Xiao, are you jealous of me?”
Feng Jingcheng: “…”
Xie Yifei: “…”
Xiao Qidong’s face darkened. “…Jealous of you my ass! I’m the club little prince! As soon as I stand there, beauties throw themselves at me. Do I need to be jealous of you?”
Wei Junchen chuckled. “Don’t explain. Explaining is covering up. Sigh~ Brother’s charm is just too great. Don’t be so infatuated with brother. Brother is now just a legend.”
Feng Jingcheng: “…Urgh!”
Everyone at the table looked over. Feng Jingcheng calmly pulled out a napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth. “Sorry, ate too much. Feeling a bit queasy.”
The meal ended just like that, with no dangers encountered.
Xiao Qidong and the others didn’t stay long either. After eating, they couldn’t wait to leave.
The group arrived at the basement. As soon as they got in the car, Xie Yifei, who had been holding it in all evening, spoke up excitedly. “Damn! There must be a ghost in Wei Junchen’s house! Just now in the kitchen when I looked in the mirror, the me in the mirror smiled! You know how chilling that felt!”
Feng Jingcheng kicked him. “Watch your language!”
Xie Yifei immediately shut up and looked at Nan Yuanman eagerly. Xiao Qidong also looked at Nan Yuanman. “Yuanman, is there something wrong with my friend’s wife? Him being like this now, is it his wife doing it?”
A normal person, no matter how socially anxious or shy, would come out and say a few words when their boyfriend’s friends visit home. That’s basic politeness.
But Wei Junchen’s wife kept hiding in the bedroom and wouldn’t come out, which didn’t allow for much speculation.
Nan Yuanman thought of the woman in red she saw in the bedroom and nodded affirmatively. “Your friend’s wife does have a problem. His current condition is pretty much like being bewitched by a ghost, but a bit more complicated than that.”
“But it’s not a big problem. We’ll go again tonight, and it can be resolved.” Nan Yuanman patted her small shoulder bag, leaned her small body back onto the soft car seat, placed her hands on her round little stomach, and closed her eyes peacefully. “What we need to do now is wait.”
Hearing Nan Yuanman say this, Xiao Qidong felt a sense of as expected in his heart.
They waited until midnight twelve o’clock.
Nan Yuanman in the back seat was already covered with a thin blanket, sleeping soundly. The bold Xie Yifei was leaning back snoring. Feng Jingcheng was chatting with someone on his mobile phone.
Xiao Qidong couldn’t sit still and kept turning his head to look at Nan Yuanman, wanting to wake her but not daring to.
Around twelve-thirty, the originally fast-asleep Nan Yuanman suddenly opened her eyes, rubbed them, and sat up. “Time’s up. Let’s go up.”
Xie Yifei was startled awake and asked bewilderedly, “Huh? What? Is it the end of the world?”
Xiao Qidong slapped his thigh. “Yes, the end of the world. Zombies are coming to eat your brains. Get up already!”
Feng Jingcheng put down his mobile phone and got out of the car first. He turned to look at Nan Yuanman, who was like a little seal patting her steamed bun face with both hands to wake herself up, and after a few seconds of silence asked, “Are you okay? Do you want me to carry you?”
“Yuanman can do it!” Nan Yuanman had already slapped away the sleepies. She grabbed her small shoulder bag, jumped down from the car with a heave, and strode ahead imposingly. “Let’s go!”
Nan Yuanman directly had Feng Jingcheng press the elevator to the top floor. After reaching the top floor, she quickly determined the direction of Wei Junchen’s home and pulled out from her small shoulder bag… a bundle of hemp rope.
Xiao Qidong was shocked. He stared wide-eyed at Nan Yuanman’s small shoulder bag, which wasn’t even as big as two of his palms. “Yuanman, where did you pull that hemp rope from?”
“Oh, I put it in beforehand.” Nan Yuanman handed the hemp rope to Feng Jingcheng and directed him to tie it to the sturdy railing on the rooftop, while she held the other end and tied it around her waist.
Xie Yifei and Xiao Qidong curiously wandered around the rooftop, trying to figure out why Nan Yuanman chose the rooftop.
As they turned around, they saw Nan Yuanman somehow already tied with the hemp rope standing on the railing, scaring the three of them out of their wits!
“Nan Yuanman!” Feng Jingcheng was both angry and anxious, not daring to yell loudly at her for fear of startling her, and said through gritted teeth, “What are you climbing up there for? Get down here right now!”
“Yes, yes! If there’s something to handle, let Brother Qidong do it!” Xie Yifei nodded his head so vigorously it seemed about to fall off, pointing at Xiao Qidong.
Xiao Qidong hurriedly said, “Yes, I’ll do it. You don’t need to go up!”
“You guys can’t.” Nan Yuanman shook her head. “That ghost has some cultivation. You can’t handle her.”
“After I go down, you guys go wait at the doorway of Brother Qidong’s friend’s house. I’ll take her out and open the door for you.”
With that, Nan Yuanman hopped her little feet and jumped straight down.
Feng Jingcheng: “!!!”
“Yuanman!!”
He was scared pale and rushed to the railing to look down, seeing Nan Yuanman’s little body firmly suspended in mid-air by the hemp rope, swinging back and forth.
Seeing him, she even gave him an OK hand gesture.
Feng Jingcheng: “…”
Feng Jingcheng’s forehead veins throbbed. After this was over, he was definitely going to spank her buttocks hard!
Xie Yifei muttered, “Brother Feng, your cousin sure is fierce! What do we do now?”
“What do we do? Go down! What are you waiting for like idiots!” Feng Jingcheng irritably said this and turned to run downstairs. Xiao Qidong and Xie Yifei hurriedly followed.
Nan Yuanman had no idea her buttocks were being targeted. She was slowly descending following the trail left by the paper figure.
About a minute later, she stopped in front of a huge glass window.
The window was blocked by curtains, leaving only a thin slit, and one side was half-open for ventilation.
Through the thin slit in the curtains, Nan Yuanman looked inside and saw two figures lying on the bed embracing in sleep.
And the people lying on the bed had exactly the same face.
