Ghost Fu Captivity

The Yan family is a big family.Zhai Meng was deeply aware again.

The small room he lived in was built in Yan Zhong's ridiculously empty bedroom, and no one could approach it except with Yan Zhong's permission.The walls, doors, and windows of the small room are all made of paper, which makes them look thin and pitiful. Yan Zhong and Taoist Lu need to work hard to get in and out.

Yan Zhong's single-family villa was completely incomparable to the [-]-square-meter Zhai family in the past, not to mention the [-]-square-meter small house that Zhai Meng rented after the death of Zhai's father and mother.

There are not only butlers in tuxedos and bow ties in the villa, but also many servants.The servants earn a four-figure monthly salary, watch their noses, noses, mouths, and hearts every day, and turn a blind eye to all kinds of abnormalities in the master's house.

However, there are always surprises.

Zhai Meng pushed open the paper window with great effort, and carefully slipped out of the window.The paper door was broken when Yan Zhong went out last time, and the newly installed door was always closed too tightly, and Zhai Meng couldn't open it.

There was no sound and no feeling when it landed.The whole body is light and light, I really don't know why things made of paper are so heavy and difficult to open.

Zhai Meng shrugged, and his eyes fell on the comfortable king-size bed in the bedroom, with a salivating expression on his face.The bed of unknown wood he slept on was extremely hard.Even though Zhai Meng was a ghost, he still didn't sleep well.

Zhai Meng cheered and threw herself on the big bed, and unexpectedly fell on...the ground.He touched his nose carelessly and got up.

The image of Zhai Meng was reflected by the floor-to-ceiling windows, half of his translucent body was on the bed, and half was not under the bed.It looked like a horror midnight movie.

Zhai Meng suddenly didn't want to move.He wanted to go back to his room, at least in that room, he could still touch things and tell himself that he was still alive.

When his hand touched the doorknob made of paper, Zhai Meng remembered that he was going to find Yan Chong to repair the door.With this little thought in mind, Zhai Meng floated out of the bedroom.

Yan Zhong once told him that in the villa, apart from himself, only the housekeeper could see him, and asked Zhai Meng to ask the housekeeper if he needed anything.

The butler, who is dressed as a British gentleman with white beard and hair, only needs a civilized stick, is calling his servants to repair the lawn. After all, there is no one in the living room. The butler looks around and reaches out his hand furtively...

"Grandpa Butler!" A head popped out from the wall facing him, and the grandpa butler's throat was choked, and his neck knot was too tight and he almost strangled half of his life.After nearly 50 years of housekeeping experience, the housekeeper did not yell loudly. The housekeeper smiled humbly and politely: "Good afternoon, young lady, what's the matter?"

Zhai Meng scratched his head, only to realize that he was still inside the wall, he quickly got out and said embarrassingly, "The housekeeper can just call me Mengmeng. That... I want to ask where Yan Zhong is..." At the end of the sentence The sound became smaller and smaller, leaving only the big shy eyes blinking and blinking.

Why do you think this ghost is a little cute... The housekeeper was silent, and smiled: "The young master usually handles company affairs in the study at this time, so turn left in this direction, do you want me to take you there?"

Zhai Meng hurriedly waved his hands, "No, it's very convenient for me to go there, thank you, grandpa housekeeper."

The figure that was about to float away suddenly paused, Zhai Meng turned his head and showed a wicked smile: "Grandpa housekeeper, your neck knot is on the wrong side!" After saying that, he plunged into the wall.

The butler said "!" with a look of lovelessness.

Then, a sincere smile slowly appeared.

"Master... I'll help you... Don't worry, my skills are very good..." A tactful female voice carried an inexplicable meaning.

Nani?What the hell? !Isn't this where you work, Yan Zhong?Why is there a woman's voice?

And it's still such an inappropriate conversation content?

Zhai Meng put his ear to the wall and listened in disbelief, but before he noticed, half of his head was already covered by the wall.

...It's my first time to be a ghost, so I don't have much experience.

Well it doesn't matter.

Zhai Meng is sure that everything in front of him indicates that he has come to the scene of rape.A maid with long blond curly hair, plump breasts and fat buttocks crossed the desk with her upper body, holding Yan Zhong with both hands, and her right hand was about to rest on her chest...

Zhai Meng was furious and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

Yan Zhong paused, and quietly straightened his nonchalant sitting posture. He broke free from the maid's hands, and during the struggle, the hideous incision on his wrist was scratched by the maid's long nails. He still said without changing his expression, "Okay, you go down."

The maid's face was full of question marks, she looked around to make sure no one else appeared, and tried again: "But..."

"No, but," the domineering CEO Yan said coldly, "I don't need you here, if you don't go out, I'll ask the housekeeper to kick you out."

Being kicked out by the housekeeper means losing the job with a lot of money and little work. The maid left with a look of cruelty, ruthlessness, and vexatiousness.

Yan Zhong rubbed his temples, and before he could figure out how to explain it to Zhai Meng, he realized that the newlywed daughter-in-law who had come here to visit the class this month had also run away...

President Yan expressed that he was tired...what's the matter...