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Su Muyang comforted himself for a while and was about to look up and say something to Su's father and mother when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Su's father and mother looked at each other. With three people from the family already here, who else would have the key to the house...

The next second, Su Xuaner appeared at the door with a big bag of food. Seeing the three people standing there in a daze, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, you're all here? But the food I bought is only enough for me. You should get your own food."

Su Muyang's eyes rolled back again and he fainted.

Su's mother was trembling with fear, but Su's father was not afraid at all: "Su Xuan'er, how did you find this place? How did you have the key?"

"It's not difficult to find this. Of course, the key was given to me by my good brother."

Father Su was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that his son was concerned about the relationship between his siblings and deliberately staged this drama and then called Su Xuaner over?

Su Xuaner carried the bag carelessly and sat on the sofa in the living room to eat. While eating, she said: "By the way, let me tell you, I will sleep in your room. You can go to the construction site and sleep on the floor."

Father Su's face turned black with anger, and he threw the thing in his hand at Su Xuan'er: "Is this how you are filial to your parents? Get out, I don't have a daughter like you!"

Su Xuaner dodged flexibly and continued to chew the chicken leg in her hand: "Are you going to kick me out?"

"What's wrong with me driving you away? This is my house, I naturally have the decision!" Su's father was furious. He didn't care what Su Muyang said about Su Xuan'er being weird. He just wanted to drive Su Xuan'er away.

"But..." Su Xuan'er smiled grimly, "My ghost marriage partner doesn't want to leave yet..."

"What ghost marriage partner? Don't try to scare me with those weird tricks. I'm not afraid!"

"He's sitting on your neck, can't you feel it?"

As soon as Su Xuan'er finished speaking, Father Su felt a gust of cold wind blowing past his neck, giving him goose bumps.

"Stop... stop scaring me! I'm not afraid, just get out now!" Father Su said with his neck stiff.

Su Xuaner smiled meaningfully: "In that case, I'll leave first, but don't come to beg me later, bye~"

Su Xuan'er said this, carrying a bag of snacks, and left leisurely.

Father Su heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Su Xuan'er leave: "It's not that weird, she was just trying to scare us. I guess her previous resurrection was also a play she staged to scare us..."

Seeing Su Xuan'er leave without any resistance, Su's mother nodded and said, "It seems that it is just our psychological effect. She can't do anything to us..."

"I just don't know how Su Xuaner found this place..." They both looked at Su Muyang who was unconscious on the ground, and then looked at each other.

"Is it really so..." Su's mother hesitated to speak.

Father Su sighed and nodded: "This is the only explanation. You should do some ideological work on the child later. Girls will get married sooner or later. We are doing this for his own good..." After saying this, Father Su turned and walked into the room. Mother Su could only silently carry the fainted Su Muyang back to the room.

After Su Xuan'er left, she found a hotel nearby and stayed there. The money she had extorted from Liu Jiabao was enough for her to spend lavishly for a while, so she didn't feel bad at all.

Su Xuan'er thought about it and released Bai Wuchang.

"Old White, get to work."

"Great!" Bai Wuchang smiled particularly brightly, rubbing his hands together, eager to try.

Father Su, who had just washed up and laid down, suddenly shuddered and couldn't help muttering: "I was really scared by that money-losing guy today... It's all psychological, it's not that weird..."

Father Su comforted himself in his heart and lay down to sleep.

"Knock knock knock..." There was a knock on the door.

Father Su scolded impatiently: "The door is not locked, why don't you just open the door and come in!"

"Knock knock knock..." No one answered, and the knocking sound continued rhythmically.

"I told you the door isn't locked! Can't you open it yourself?"

"Knock knock knock..." The sound of knocking on the door continued to respond to him.

Father Su angrily threw off the quilt and got out of bed. He rushed to the door and opened it, still cursing: "Are you sick? You're knocking on your own door late at night. Do I have to slap you..."

Father Su's voice stopped abruptly, and there was no one outside the door he opened.

Father Su's heart skipped a beat. It seemed as if a gust of wind had just passed by him...

Just after Su Muyang was settled, Su's mother walked out of Su Muyang's room and saw Su's father standing there in a daze. She asked in confusion: "What's wrong, Old Su? Why are you standing at the door in a daze?"

Father Su came back to his senses and swallowed his saliva: "Did you hear someone knocking on the door just now?"

"No..." Mother Su felt puzzled, and then her face turned pale, "Could it be true..."

Father Su calmed down and said, "How is it possible! It's not that weird... I must have heard it wrong. It's all psychological."

Father Su spoke loudly, and it was unclear whether he was comforting Mother Su or himself.

"Are you too tired?" Su's mother asked Su's father who looked a little nervous.

Father Su looked at Mother Su with a look as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Yeah, I must be too tired! That's why I have such hallucinations!"

"That's what I said. It's not that weird. It must be a psychological effect!"

Father Su breathed a sigh of relief and went back to his room to sleep.

Su's mother followed Su's father back to his room. They lay on the bed and turned off the lights. There was still a lot of work to do tomorrow, so sleeping was the most important thing!

I don’t know how long it had been, but when Father Su was about to fall into a drowsy sleep, a cold hand was placed on his chest, making him shiver.

He threw his hand away from his chest in dissatisfaction, muttering: "It's so cold, don't put it on me..."

Then he scratched his stomach and went back to sleep. After a while, the cold hand was on his chest again.

Father Su threw his hand away again: "Don't bother me, I'm so sleepy, don't put it on me!"

Father Su turned over and tightened the quilt around him.

The cold hand was placed on his waist again, and the biting cold made him furious. He reached out to turn on the light, and the sudden brightness made him squint.

When he got used to the light, he turned around and saw Su's mother sleeping soundly.

Father Su became even angrier, and he pressed her cold hands against himself. He was woken up by the cold, but she was sleeping soundly!

Father Su grabbed Mother Su, but the warm breath in the quilt made his heart sink to the bottom.

He touched Su's mother's hand in disbelief. It was very warm. How could the hand that was just cold become so warm! But if it wasn't Su's mother, who could have been holding that hand just now...