When she saw Liu Shuang's face, it had been altered due to the female ghost's entanglement, but it was now bluish-black, as if it had been shrouded in deathly aura.

Sun Bufan's appearance at the time wasn't too bad; something must have changed his original fate.

Liu Shuang felt a chill run down her spine: "Could it be related to my parents' disappearance?"

Gu Xu thought for a moment and asked, "You said that after you converted to Christianity, the amount of rice in your rice jar didn't decrease—is that true or false?"

"Of course it's fake! People need to eat, how could they not eat less? It's probably just psychological because the elderly eat less," Liu Shuang said without hesitation.

Gu Xu: "So, have you checked your rice jar?"

Liu Shuang was stunned; she had actually forgotten to go and check.

He Wangyao felt uneasy: "Why do we need to verify this?"

Gu Xu: "Mr. Mi couldn't have appeared out of thin air. Either it's just psychological, which might work in the short term, but he definitely wouldn't say that again in the long term; or, Mr. Mi really hasn't been short of money."

Liu Shuang was completely dumbfounded: "What do you mean?"

Mingzhuo sighed, "Let's consult a divination master first, to find out the location of your parents."

She understood Gu Xu's meaning and had a vague guess in her mind.

That night, Sun Bufan must have stumbled upon something at the Liu family's house, which is why he gave up the entanglement early the next morning and rushed back to Yunwu City to divorce Liu Shuang.

It was probably because of that money that he lost his life.

Liu Shuang was destined to have a windfall, but it shouldn't have appeared so early, and instead brought her a fatal disaster.

Someone must have interfered in this matter, causing many things to go astray.