The Former Wife of Invisible Wealthy Man

Ye Ho and Shen Zhi both guessed that the haunting incident at the West End Villa should have something to do with Simon's wife, who had been dead for years.

Perhaps Xi Zhao's wife, Ning Ling, has not left the house since her death, but rather stays in a house where she and Xi Zhao share common memories.

None of the competitive actresses now has the ability to see the ghosts. Since Ip Ho can see the ghosts, he must see the ghosts of Ning Ling.

Shen Zhuo brought this up with Ye Ho because he had seen Ye Ho find out about Ning Ling's pre-life film before, and studied it over and over again.

Ning Ling is a rarely good actor, although she has left the world, but her acting achievements are impressive, and none of the actresses can exceed them now.

“We're going now.” Ye Hao put the newspaper away and put on a mask and sunglasses.

They soon went out and Shen described driving all the way. Simon's house was on the other side of the city and it took some driving time.

As Shen Zhi arrived, the reporter was still surrounded by the villa, and he had to find a hidden corner and park the car a little further away.

Unexpectedly, after a few days, the reporter stuck around and wanted to see which female star would continue to come to the door to find a sign.

Ye Xiao can only find Xizhao in front of many reporters.

“I'll go first, you wait for me in the car.” Ye Ho drove down, because Shen Zhi could not be photographed by the media, so he could not get close.

Originally a somewhat loose reporter, as soon as Ye Hao arrived, he immediately came to the spirit, and all the cameras were aimed at her.

“Ye Ho, are you here to lead this biography? ”

“What do you have in mind? Do you have the confidence to let Seattle loose? ”

Moreover, some journalists did not leave a face for Ye Hao and asked directly.

“Peining, Chang Fung has been rejected outside the door, is this a self-defense move? ”

“ …… ”

Ye Ho didn't answer a single question, but went through the reporters and went straight to Simon's door and rang the doorbell.

About a few seconds later, the door opened and Simon appeared at the door: "What can I do for you? ”

Ip Ho immediately said: “My name is Ip Ho, I am an actress...”

As soon as the voice fell, Simon closed the door without mercy. Ye Hao, like Chang Fung and Pei Ning, was also rejected.

Ye Ho had long thought of this ending, but with so many journalists here, she couldn't even say anything about Ning Ling.

Ye Hao was rejected by Simon, and she could not stay here. The reporter saw Ye Hao leave and return to his original position.

Ye Hao avoided the journalist's pursuit, making sure that there was no one behind him, only seven turns and eight turns and went to Shen Zhuo's car.

Shen Zhuo has been waiting for a while. When he saw Ip Ho come in, he had lost some of his look. He had guessed that he would never leave 10.

Ye Ho just got in the car and received a call from Ren. Ye Ho answered the phone and turned on the speakerphone. Ren's voice was huge, and the sharp voice from the phone shocked the car.

Sister Ren: “I saw the news. Why did you go looking for Seagull? ”

Ye Ho: “Just take a chance. ”

Ren thinks the artist in her hand is too careless. She sighed, “Well, I'll call the marketing number right away, and I'll take care of the news. ”

“Ren Sister, don't...” Ye Ho didn't finish the speech. Ren Sister had hung up the phone and rushed to find the marketing number.

Ren Sister is a broker with no other skills. She has first-rate marketing skills. I have a lot of marketing numbers under my hands, except for the suffocating manuscripts that I push every day.

Soon after, Ip Ho saw the news push on his phone, a bright line of words, so embarrassing, it was like blinding Ip Ho's eyes.

[Ip Ho Deng Gate seeks to perform Ning Ling, no results are just the process]

Ye Hao and Shen Zhi glanced at each other: "…”

Sister Ren's ability to recruit black is too strong for viral marketing. If Ren's temperament wasn't very enthusiastic, everyone would think she was an undercover from home.

Ye Ho just left a little good feeling in the audience because of the cleansing of the composite arts, and was all defeated by Sister Ren's operation.

Networkers below almost scoffed at Ye Hao's lack of self-control.

“Even Peining and Chang Fung didn't succeed. Where did Ye Ho get his face to find Xi Guan? ”

“Isn't Ip Ho overestimating his strength? Don't think she can become an actor if she can cook and cheer, she doesn't even have a representative! ”

“Go home and wash and sleep. Ye Ho was praised in The Prince. Now his heart is higher than the sky. He really treats himself as a spring onion. ”

Ye Ho wanted to continue to slide down the comment, reaching out with one hand, warm touch over her hand. She lifted her eyes and Shen Zhuo's eyes were heartbroken: “Don't look. ”

Shen Zhuo put Ye Ho's phone away, he felt that this team of Ye Ho should change. Especially the agent Ren, her artists are famous while being scolded.

Shen said: "We'll wait here a little longer. ”

Ye Ho nodded her head and leaned quietly against the car seat, feeling the passing of time.

Ye Ho and Shen Zhuo were waiting in the car for the night to arrive, and then we would see if the media at the door had left. Ye Ho couldn't play with her cell phone. She was nestled in the car and fell asleep.

Shen Zhi took off his coat and put it on the ear. Might be too tired, Ye Hao slept peacefully, as if online verbal abuse and public opinion had not hurt her at all.

Ye Hao is such a good person in Shen's eyes, but she has to accept so many accusations for nothing. His eyes gradually dimmed and his heart was torn apart.

Shen Zhi sat next to Ye Ho and contacted Wang Chuan and his secretary.

Ye Ho and her company's brokerage contract has not yet expired, Shen Zhuo can not put a good marketing team directly into it. So Shen thought of a compromise.

Shen Zhi asked Wang Chuan to go to the investment department to acquire Ye Ho's small company.

Shen Zhi remembers an old movie dynasty going to Hollywood to develop, and Juarez just expired his contract, and his team is one of the best in the country.

By the time Juarez acquires Ye Ho's company, Ye Ho's name will be the artist of Juarez.

That team will help Ye Ho take care of everything. Shen Zhi hopes that she will not be harmed in any way.

When Ye Ho woke up, it was night. She opened her sleeping eyes and smelled warm white porridge.

Ye Ho rubbed his eyes and saw Shen Zhi sitting next to him, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, like a Mr. Tanuo, suddenly turned into her dinner.

Shen Zheng is no longer the president of Warwick, and at this time he has returned to the harmless Shen Zheng of humans and animals. He looked seriously at Ip Ho and looked calm as if nothing had happened.

Ye Ho sat upright and was somewhat surprised: “You bought me porridge. ”

Shen Zhuo said, “I just went to the convenience store to buy it. ”

Due to haunted rumors in the West Side, residents and businesses are already moving around here. The only convenience store that's still open is on the street next door, and the manager's kids go to school nearby.

Ye Ho picked up the porridge in Shen Zhi's hand and sipped it. Warm white porridge underneath her stomach, accompanied by the nostrils of rice, the whole compartment was quiet, leaving her with a small sip of porridge.

Shen Zhuo sat there without saying a word. As soon as he saw Ye Hao happy, he was satisfied.

Ye Hao drank it for a while and felt like he had forgotten something. She stopped and whispered, “Shen Zhi, you're so sweet. ”

The voice dropped, Shen Zhi shrugged, his eyes dropped, his lips bent and laughed. His remaining glance glimpsed Ye Hao's side face, one of her little faces hidden in the white air, exquisite.

The lights on the roof were lit, the lights were covered in cars, and the rice fragrance of white porridge floated here. The once isolated narrative was pulled by the ears into the fireworks of man, and the touch of life was truly felt.

It was dark and this part of the West Side Villa was completely quiet, as everyone from the house next to Xizhao had moved away, so only Xizhao's house was lit.

Everywhere but the street lights are dark.

Autumn and evening winds and temperatures dropped faster than usual, and reporters squatting outside suddenly felt a little chilly.

Journalists have been squatting here for days, and this has not happened in the last few days, but it is particularly strange tonight.

I don't know when it started, but the reporters stopped talking and quietly left only the occasional whistles in the distance.

“Don't you think it's weird?” One of the journalists couldn't help but ask questions.

No one answered, and the rest of the people looked at each other: "Didn't you say this place was haunted? Is the rumor true? ”

Just after that, a reporter stood up, he made an excuse to leave, and then gradually, most reporters left.

After all, the ghost collision is more believable than not. They're here for the news, not to die.

There were also a few journalists who wanted to stick to the end because of the sudden outburst of noise and hurried away with their gear.

Shortly afterwards, the reporters scattered a clean one, which just gave Ye Hao and Shen Zhi a chance.

Ye Ho sat in the car, and the weather forecast was on the air.

“Under the influence of cold air, there will be obvious cooling phenomenon at night, during the cooling process, heavy winds and rainfall, please do the warming work...”

The winds and cooling just now are normal weather changes, but helpless journalists are over-brained, like birds of shock.

A few gusts of wind, dark painted streets, chilling temperatures, hard-boiled brains replenished with horror films. Just because it's cold, it's time for you to get dressed.

Ye Ho and Shen Zhuo listened calmly to the weather forecast and saw the journalists in the distance as if they were frightened, a brain ran out.

This time, Shen Zhuo accompanied Ye Xiao through, and Ye Xiao rang the doorbell again.

Simon opened the door. When he saw Ye Hao, he frowned and tried to close the door.

Ye Ho immediately opened the door before it closed and explained his intention: "I want to talk to you about your wife. ”

When Xi Zhao heard about his wife, he slowed down first, but the next second, he wanted to close the door again.

“Cedar, did you ever think that your wife would still be in this house? ”

Simon stunned, he stopped closing the door, pulled the door open, looked at the leaf ear standing outside the door and Shen recited.

“Yeah, can you prove it to me? ”

Just as the voice went down, the piano that was not played in the living room suddenly rang, and the loud piano sounded on a quiet night.

The sound of the violin went through the empty living room and directly into the ears of those present, making it all the more weird.