Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling Chapter 84 - 85: Someone Under the Bed

With the backing of money, Su Nian’s Daoist Temple began to take shape.

Being a wealthy woman, Su Nian generously cordoned off a large plot of land in the suburbs.

News of what Su Nian was up to also got out.

Instead of living her good life as the heiress of a prestigious family, Su Nian had gone off to the suburbs to open a Daoist Temple and beco a nun.

However, this had no effect on Su Nian at all. Mr. Su didn’t just have one daughter, and besides, the rich are very busy people.

Only the so-called socialites—who were, in reality, just romance-obsessed girls—liked to gossip behind her back.

anwhile, on the other side of town, Mu Wan had already been brought to Cheng Jing’an’s ho.

Mrs. Cheng was very dissatisfied with this girl. Her ideal daughter-in-law had always been soone like Su Nian.

Soone from a very wealthy family who could help her son, but was also foolish and willingly acted as his lapdog.

And she’d listen to her, doing whatever she was told.

Now, seeing Cheng Jing’an bring Mu Wan ho, she was so angry she didn’t eat all evening.

Mu Wan lowered her head, looking utterly pitiful. "Jing’an, your mother doesn’t like . Maybe I should just go back."

Cheng Jing’an held her foot firmly. He was in the middle of taking off her shoe and didn’t even look up when he heard her. "Don’t!"

As a low-budget version of a domineering CEO, Cheng Jing’an at least had a rebellious streak in him.

When Mrs. Cheng saw that her son actually refused to back down, she was about to explode with rage.

At that mont, her thoughts turned to the not-so-bright Su Nian.

Even though Su Nian had said so harsh things to her son before.

But Mrs. Cheng considered herself an expert on Su Nian, so she imdiately gave her a call.

She didn’t care that it was the middle of the night and she might be disturbing Su Nian’s rest.

After all, the old Su Nian had always been utterly respectful towards her.

"The number you have dialed is currently busy..."

Mrs. Cheng found it strange. ’Why is Su Nian still on the phone in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?’

But when she called again and got the sa ssage, she started to feel that sothing was wrong.

She took the housekeeper’s phone and tried calling from it.

This ti, the line wasn’t busy. Instead, it just rang with no answer.

’So Su Nian blocked ?’

For a normal person, this would have been a frustrating setback.

But a woman who could raise a son like Cheng Jing’an was no saint herself.

She jumped to a conclusion.

"Su Nian must have found out that Jing’an brought that little bitch ho, and now she’s angry!"

The housekeeper, who knew roughly what had happened: ...

The night passed with Mu Wan and Cheng Jing’an in sweet bliss, and Mrs. Cheng fuming with rage.

When Su Nian woke up and saw a missed call from an unknown number in the middle of the night, she couldn’t be bothered to call back.

Being rich was tiring. ’It’s probably so small-ti entrepreneur wanting to invest in sothing again.’

Su Nian continued living her happy life, checking in on her Daoist Temple. The fulfilling day was over before she knew it.

But Mu Wan, over at the Cheng Family’s house, wasn’t having such a pleasant ti. Mrs. Cheng’s deliberate antagonism was one thing.

The main issue was that she had started seeing strange things, even in broad daylight.

When Mu Wan got up, Cheng Jing’an had already left. Groggy, she slipped on her slippers, but in a daze, she thought she saw a deathly pale hand retract under the bed the mont her feet touched the floor.

As if soone was lying under there...

Mu Wan’s sleepiness vanished in an instant. She looked around at the unfamiliar environnt, and her heart leaped into her throat.

The morning grogginess was gone, replaced by a stiff-bodied terror. She didn’t dare to move.

’I’ve co so far... that ghostly thing shouldn’t have followed here, right?’

But Mu Wan wasn’t the brightest bulb. She actually began to slowly and cautiously crouch down, preparing to see if there really was sothing under the bed.

It was a luxurious bed, with intricate carvings along the fra. Mu Wan’s eyes drew closer and closer to the space underneath.

Her breathing began to quicken, and Mu Wan subconsciously tried to soothe herself in her mind.

’It’s nothing, it’s nothing. I must have seen it wrong.’

But the strange feeling in her heart couldn’t be faked. With this sense of dread, Mu Wan slowly crouched down.

Until she t a pair of eyes that were pure white, with no pupils.

"AHHHH!!!!"

The shrill scream nearly blew the roof off the entire villa. Mrs. Cheng, who hadn’t eaten all night, heard it the mont she ca downstairs and felt like her eardrums were about to shatter.

Mu Wan was trembling, but when she blinked and looked again, there was nothing under the bed.

Hearing the scream, a maid also rushed upstairs.

Seeing Mu Wan crouched on the floor, shaking all over, she could only help her up.

"Miss Mu, what’s wrong?"

"There was sothing there! A person was lying there!"

"Its eyes had no black parts, only white! It was so scary!"

Mu Wan’s frantic state scared the maid as well.

Her gaze instinctively went to the space under the bed, but it was clearly clean. There was nothing there.

"Miss Mu, don’t panic. You must have seen it wrong!"

The maid said, helping Mu Wan downstairs.

But no one noticed a single long, black strand of hair lying under the bed.

The mont she got downstairs, Mu Wan got into a huge fight with Mrs. Cheng.

Cheng Jing’an, who was at his office, was called back urgently. But since Mu Wan was his one true love, it was obvious whose side he would take.

Once again, Mrs. Cheng was too angry to eat.

anwhile, as eight o’clock arrived, Su Nian started her livestream on ti.

"Hello, everyone! I’m about to drop a lucky bag!"

Su Nian said, her fingers moving nimbly across her screen.

[Congratulations to Qing Feng for grabbing the host’s lucky bag!]

After communicating with him, Su Nian sent a video call request. To her surprise, a refined, middle-aged man appeared on the screen.

It was already eight in the evening, but he was still at work. The background appeared to be a well-decorated office, with a large floor-to-ceiling window showing the city’s nightscape outside.

He was wearing a suit that looked incredibly expensive, and soone had already recognized the watch on his wrist as being worth millions.

[He’s so rich!]

[I’m so jealous. There are so many rich people in the world, why can’t I be one of them!]

[When I was little, I dread my dad was a domineering CEO like that. In reality, my dad is a bricklayer, but he loves a lot.]

Qing Feng was all smiles, looking refined and easygoing, like soone with a great personality.

"Hello, Master. HAHAHA, to use you young people’s slang, I guess I’m a ’new fan.’ But I don’t really know what I want a reading on for the mont. Could you just take a general look for ?"

After he spoke, Qing Feng sent a "Carnival" gift.

[So rich! And such an easygoing guy!]

[And he’s so trendy, HAHAHAHA!]

[So elite, rich people watch livestreams and beco fans of strears too?]

A brilliant special effect blood across the screen, but Su Nian’s tone was cold and distant.

"You were born into a moderately well-off family, with average ans. But you were very smart, got good grades, went to a very good university, and you also t your wife in college, correct?"

"Yes!"

A flash of shock crossed Qing Feng’s eyes. He didn’t watch Su Nian’s streams often, but he hadn’t expected her to say so much right off the bat.

"Yes, my family background was pretty ordinary, but my university was excellent. I worked hard myself, too. I got a scholarship every year I was in school, and my professors helped a great deal."