Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 108: Sharing a Bed with a Bad Person (16) Dinner Party Horror

Jiang Dongxu and the others were very shocked. The copy ghost who had been cruel and sinister in front of them and toyed with them at will, at this moment, looked like a handsome and gentle gentleman.

He put his arm around his wife's waist and showed his greatest kindness and enthusiasm to his wife's "friends": "Since you are Jinyue's friends, you are welcome to visit our home in the future."

"it is good……"

The players swallowed and thought, who would dare to go to your house and be killed? But they couldn't figure out the situation of this ghost in the daytime, and they couldn't beat him. Since he was pretending, they could only pretend with him.

In fact, they tried their best to stay calm and make their smiles sound relaxed, but their smiles were stiff and still looked forced.

Yan Jinyue was helpless. She hugged the man's arm and said briskly, "Husband, they are here to visit the school. Let's not disturb them."

"Okay." Yan Qi lowered his dark eyes, full of tenderness, but when he raised his eyes, a hint of darkness flashed across his eyes, "Then we'll leave. See you next time."

“Yeah…see you next time…” Whoever wants to see you next time, they never want to see you again okay.

Finally, the young couple left. To be more precise, the evil spirit was finally sent away. Several players breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, that was the seventh player you were talking about?"

"is her."

He shook his head and exclaimed: "He must be a ruthless person to be so close to a ghost."

People around me teased, "Don't you have a ghost wife too? Maybe if you act well, you can be like her."

"You don't mean the wife who gets skinned and bloodied every night?" He sneered and waved his hand, "I can't afford that kind of good fortune."

"But the big boss just now would also turn into that scary look at night. He was not afraid of a new player like him, but you, an A-level player, were afraid."

He was choked by the retort, and after a long while he finally uttered four words: "I am ashamed of myself."

In fact, other people had the same idea. They had all seen how terrifying Yan Qi was. They couldn't bear to get close to him, no matter how hard they tried, let alone be in the same room with him.

I didn't expect that the girl, who looked delicate and weak, was actually a ruthless person.

"Let's go. The iris field mentioned in the clue should not be far away."

"Ah."

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The university where Yan Qi worked was one of the best in the country, and its archaeology was a leader in the industry. Countless big names in the archaeology field came from here, so the standard of this anniversary dinner was very high.

As soon as they entered, they were holding champagne and chatting with each other, asking which professor this was and which scholar that was.

"Young people are really amazing." An old professor who was Yan Qi's former teacher patted Yan Qi's arm with a happy look on his face, "You've become an associate professor at such a young age, you're better than I was back then."

"I dare not, I dare not." Yan Qi said modestly, "How can I compare to the teacher? I am just lucky."

"Well, not arrogant or impatient, very good." The old teacher was very satisfied, and looked at the young girl next to him with outstanding appearance and demeanor, "Who is this?"

"Oh, this is my wife."

Yan Jinyue was thinking about whether Yan Qi's husband's identity was fake, and whether the title of associate professor of archaeology was true or false. Suddenly, she heard the topic fall on her. Yan Jinyue smiled calmly and said:

"Hello, Teacher Zhang, I'm Yan Jinyue."

Professor Zhang looked at her for a while. The girl had a pretty and bright face, but she didn't look frivolous. Standing next to the tall and handsome young man, she was a very pleasing to the eye and a good match.

"Okay." He smiled and teased, "I remember that you were the most handsome and popular among the girls in our college. But when the girls talked to you, you were cold and ignored them. I thought you were stupid and didn't understand this. Now it seems that you have high standards."

"No, it's just that I met the right person." Yan Qi smiled faintly.

"What does Xiaoyan do? Is she in our line of work?" Professor Zhang looked kind.

"I'm not. My major in college was media arts, and now I'm an editor for a fashion magazine."

"Interesting." Professor Zhang laughed and pointed at the two of them and said, "One of you is modern and the other is ancient culture, so you complement each other."

"Yes."

After bidding farewell to Professor Zhang, Yan Qi took Yan Jinyue to meet several alumni with whom he had a good relationship. From their mouths, they pieced together Yan Qi's college years, which were full of youthful vigor and ambition. It was so full and real that it didn't seem fake. Therefore, Yan Qi, the associate professor of archaeology, must have really existed.

The dinner was basically halfway through, and Yan Qi still had to communicate with a few big guys. He originally wanted to bring Yan Jinyue with him, but she acted coquettishly and refused.

"Honey, can I just stay here and eat? I just drank a lot and didn't eat anything. I'm so hungry."

The little girl blinked her big eyes. She was wearing a beige tube top dress today, which was simple and elegant without any decoration. Her long light brown hair was scattered like a waterfall, lazy and affectionate, just like a noble and elegant ragdoll cat, which could attract attention just by standing there.

Yan Qi calmly blocked several covetous gazes, smiled and rubbed her hair, "Okay, call me if you need anything."

"Yeah." She nodded vigorously, very obediently.

Yan Qi continued, and she didn't need to greet some big guys, and she was much more relaxed. She took a plate of steak and a glass of sweet orange juice, found a corner and sat down, and began to concentrate on satisfying her stomach.

Everything was peaceful until a shadow loomed over her.

There was a man standing in front of her.

Yan Jinyue looked up while chewing steak, then took out a tissue to wipe the corners of her mouth.

She was surprised, "Mr. Lin?"

The man in front of him was tall and thin, wearing a black coat, black pants, and a black cap on his head. His snow-white long hair was half tied up in his head, with a few strands of hair falling on his temples, making it more clear against the black background.

He was still wearing a mask, covering half of his face, leaving only a pair of long white eyelashes and beautiful and smooth peach blossom eyes. The brim of the baseball cap cast a shadow, making the extremely light and clear pupils look gloomy.

"Why are you here?" She put down her knife and fork and stood up.

The dinner was still going on and no one noticed this remote corner.

"Come to see you." Lin Qiyan's voice came through the mask, a little muffled.

"Looking for me? What do you want to see me for?" She narrowed her eyes, looking alert.

"Come out with me for a minute." He put his hands in his pockets and looked indifferent.

"Don't say anything. Just let me go out with you, and I'll go out." Yan Jinyue also put on some airs and raised her chin slightly.

"You will regret it if you don't go out." The tone of this sentence was as calm as the surface of a lake. It didn't sound like a threat, but more like a statement of objective facts.

"why--"

"Let's go."

She was halfway through her words when her wrist was grabbed and the man pulled her away with a calm attitude that brooked no rejection.

The banquet hall has two doors, and this place happened to be very close to the back door.

When they went out, the man loosened his grip, pulled off his mask, put his hands in his pockets again, and looked deeply at her.

Yan Jinyue rubbed her wrist in dissatisfaction and frowned: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"See for yourself." He moved sideways, exposing the scene inside the door to her eyes.

At that moment, the crystal chandeliers on the banquet ceiling exploded, the vision instantly went dark, and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, but suddenly a strange bloody light flashed.

Those who were still chatting and laughing now fell to the ground, their eyes wide open, and blood pooled like a river on the smooth tile floor.

"What a tragedy." said the person next to him.

His voice was made unclear by the night wind, and came from the iris field behind him, accompanied by a rustling sound.

"Yan Qi!"

Yan Jinyue was distracted for a moment and was about to rush in, but was stopped.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen to him."