After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

A dozen minutes later, Xu Wantang was forced onto a prayer mat in the Buddhist hall.

With a bang, the door was locked, and even the lights in the room were turned off.

Only the flickering candlelight remained in the entire Buddhist hall.

Even though the place was sacred, the giant shadow flickering under the candlelight seemed like a monster, slowly approaching Xu Wantang.

Suddenly, even the air in the enclosed surroundings became thin.

Xu Wantang shuddered and turned to bang on the door.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

In just a few seconds, her voice became hoarse and trembling, like that of a helpless survivor in the desert.

Because she cannot be alone in a dark, enclosed space.

Especially rooms filled with talk of ghosts and spirits.

At the age of twelve, she won the first major dance award of her life.

At that time, she didn't understand what favoritism meant. She thought that as long as she became as good as her sister, she would be liked by her parents.

She happily took the trophy home, but her parents not only didn't praise her at all, they even smashed the trophy while pouring water.

Mom said, "Wantang, why don't you put your things away properly? Do you know how difficult it is to clean up these shards? What if your sister gets hurt?"

Dad said, "You're not as sensible as your sister. She never makes us worry about her. She has a whole cabinet full of these trophies, but she doesn't show them off like you do. I don't know who she takes after."

When her older sister found out, she grabbed her hand and said, "Wantang, congratulations! How about I take you to the amusement park this weekend?"

"Okay, thank you, sister."

Xu Wantang was really happy and didn't notice that her parents and Xu Chuxue were exchanging smiles.

Upon arriving at the amusement park, Xu Chuxue took Xu Wantang directly to the haunted house and locked her in a room filled with statues of ghosts and gods.

The red candles flickered, and every now and then a terrifying sound would emerge.

The NPCs, bribed by Xu Chuxue, went to great lengths to scare Xu Wantang.

Xu Wantang fainted on the spot and suffered from a high fever for a week, which left her with severe psychological trauma.

Xu Chuxue, however, said that Xu Wantang was playing around and wandering off, which caused her to fall while looking for someone.

As a result, after Xu Wantang recovered from her illness, she was forced to stand for a whole night as punishment.

Aside from her parents and Xu Chuxue, she only told Cen Shichuan about this.

did not expect……

Xu Wantang pounded on the door, her hands aching from the force, and cried out, "Open the door! Why are you doing this to me!"

Cen Shichuan's voice came from behind the door, cold and gloomy.

"Wantang, you need to understand, only I know what you're afraid of, and only I can be your support, understand?"

Rely on what?!

Xu Wantang was trembling so much that she couldn't even utter a curse.

She knew that Cen Shichuan was waiting for her to bow her head and apologize.

She didn't want to.

Xu Wantang hugged her shoulders and slid down to the floor, leaning against the door.

She had to find a way to save herself.

Perhaps her body was too stiff, and her phone fell out of her pocket.

A faint light appeared, and the words "Xina" appeared on the screen.

Xu Wantang tapped the screen, and her phone redirected to Xina's—no, Xu Chuxue's—current personal homepage.

She just posted a cryptic status update.

"I made a wish upon a star in the sky, bingo! I got it! Thank you!"

A diamond-encrusted star necklace worth millions was worn around her neck.

The final "thank you" seems more like it's addressed to a specific person.

Cen Shichuan.

Although they seem to be showing affection, Xu Wantang knows her; she's in a hurry.

Although Xu Chuxue's parents doted on her, they also had many demands.

Besides academic performance and artistic enrichment, the first rule is no flaunting wealth.

Because her parents hoped that Xu Chuxue would marry into a higher social class, she absolutely could not do anything that would be beneath her dignity.

She's now showing off all over the internet, probably because Cen Shichuan didn't directly address the divorce during his exclusive interview.

Therefore, she urgently needs to declare to the world that she is the one who is favored.

Xu Wantang pinched her arm to calm herself down briefly.

Then I sent a private message to Hina.

"Ms. Hina, thank you for speaking up for me during today's interview."

"Although a lot has happened, my husband and I reconciled after being persuaded by our elders. He said he couldn't bear to divorce me and didn't care at all what Zhao Chengfeng had done to me."

"My husband and I will treat you to dinner sometime."

Xu Wantang was not afraid of Xi Na reporting him.

The question was asked in order to maintain Cen Shichuan's image as a good husband in the eyes of public figures.

Anyway, she didn't know that Xina was Xu Chuxue.

Sheena didn't reply to the message, but soon Cen Shichuan's phone rang.

It's obvious without even guessing that it's Sheena.

After listening for a couple of sentences, Cen Shichuan replied, "Wait for me to come over."

He hung up the phone and left in a hurry, as if Xu Wantang didn't exist at all.

She also forgot her fear of her surroundings.

Xu Wantang breathed a sigh of relief; as long as Cen Shichuan wasn't around, she could find someone to help her.

He opened his phone and hesitated for a moment on Cen Yuan's name.

We've already caused too much trouble today, so let's not add to his worries.

She found the head chef's WeChat account, but just as she made the voice call, the phone ran out of battery and shut down.

isn't it?

If I had known, she wouldn't have hesitated!

The surrounding candlelight flickered, and Xu Wantang's hair stood on end.

She bit her lip, leaned against the wall to get up, and like when she was a child, took a candlestick and hid in the corner.

The faint warmth of the candlelight calmed her down a little.

As she put her phone in her pocket, she touched something.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Cen Yuan's Buddhist prayer beads.

She held it tightly to her chest, closed her eyes as if making a wish, and silently prayed.

Second brother.

She kept closing her eyes until she was so tired that she fell asleep.

……

When Cen Yuan entered the Buddhist hall carrying his things, he saw a candle burning in the corner.

The flickering light fell on the woman's sleeping face, making her look beautiful and serene.

It looks like a doll made of white porcelain.

This is what she looks like when she's not acting.

Upon seeing the Buddhist prayer beads that Xu Wantang had placed against her chest, Cen Yuan's lips tightened, and he turned his back.

He placed what he was holding on the table, making a slight sound.

Xu Wantang looked like a frightened rabbit, her eyes red, and she shrank into a corner before she could even come to her senses.

"Don't come any closer, don't come any closer..."

"Second brother, second brother."

His voice choked with emotion, as if he had been greatly frightened.

Cen Yuan narrowed his eyes, glanced at the lock on the door, and his gaze instantly became intimidating.

The enormous figure swaying on the wall behind them seemed to be stunned and stopped.

He gripped the object in his hand tightly, his voice remaining as cold and indifferent as ever: "What are you doing?"

Xu Wantang paused for a moment before daring to look up.

"Second Brother?"

"Um."

"Am I dreaming?"

Xu Wantang was a little incredulous, after all, she had been having a really bad run of luck lately.

"Isn't it strange that you dreamed about me?"

"..."

Suddenly, all was silent.

The only thing that was calm was the candlelight, which suddenly began to flicker wildly.

Xu Wantang tried hard to control her wild thoughts, but her body was more honest than she was.

My face turned red, my ears turned red, and my lips felt hot.

Cen Yuan realized that his words were inappropriate, so he changed the subject and said, "I've come to deliver the offerings. The memorial tablets will be sent to the temple tomorrow to prepare for the ancestral worship."

woohoo hoo...

Xu Wantang didn't hear anything; her eyes were fixed on the offerings on the table.

"Second Brother."

"Um?"

What happens if you eat offerings?

She was really hungry.

During the day, in order to create the impression that she was very weak, she didn't even eat lunch.

The next second, Cen Yuan took a steaming bowl of noodles out of the box and placed it on the corner of the table near Xu Wantang.

Xu Wantang licked her lips: "I didn't expect our ancestors liked vegetarian noodles. Is one bowl enough to share?"

Cen Yuan: "..."

As the two were talking, they didn't notice a furtive figure leaving outside the courtyard.