Tang Si's parents arrived at the buffet area.

Tang Shenli looked at his wife, who had no appetite, and said, "You should eat something, Sisi still needs us."

Zhong Chu was about to take a sip of porridge when he put it down again: "How can I eat this?"

Xie Wuyi went downstairs and saw Jiang Si. He looked in the direction she was looking and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Hmm?" Xie Wuyi looked closer. "Interesting? A living soul?"

Tang Si was leaning over the table, pouting, "Mom, I'll be fine soon, so don't be sad that I won't get better."

At this time, the buffet area was already quite crowded.

Xie Wuyi felt a weight lifted off his shoulders, perhaps because he had made progress in finding the Shadow, and he looked much younger.

If he used to be a seventy or eighty-year-old old man, now he looks like a fifty or sixty-year-old middle-aged man.

He's still the kind of handsome older man.

Although Jiang Si is not very active in the entertainment industry now, she is still quite well-known.

Seeing Jiang Si with a handsome older man, all eyes turned to her, wondering what their relationship was.

The fact that someone appeared at the hotel so early in the morning inevitably sparked speculation.

Xie Wuyi didn't like the way they were being looked at, so he pulled Jiang Si to sit down to the side.

He ate his breakfast with relish, and only after he was full did he have time to chat with Jiang Si. "Hey, Master Jiang, have you regressed?"

He spent the night at the foot massage parlor next door. When he woke up this morning, he remembered that he had a friend named Jiang Si. He figured she was in the buffet area, so he decided to come over and meet her.

But as soon as he entered, he sensed an unusual aura.

To put it nicely, this hotel has some kind of unclean spirit; to put it bluntly, this unclean spirit is quite powerful. The fact that the hotel hasn't been forced to close down after all these years is quite an achievement.

In fact, Xie Wuyi had underestimated the problem.

Many modern people are curious about the unusual.

Rumor has it that at midnight, you can see an exceptionally handsome male ghost in a corner of this hotel, dressed in an old-fashioned suit, blowing smoke rings, and gazing intently out the window.

Someone went up to chat, but before they could get close, the person disappeared.

I was so scared that I sobered up completely.

The key point is that this wasn't just witnessed by one person.

The hotel's general manager was so worried about the negative public opinion that he couldn't sleep all night. If this continues, he probably won't be able to stay in his position for long.

They immediately spent money to suppress the news.

But word of this still got out, and some fearless people actually came, not to stay at the hotel, but just to see that incredibly handsome male ghost.

One or two is fine.

Many online celebrities who wanted to gain traffic also followed suit and stayed at this place, with very audacious headlines.

#Unveiling the Truth Behind the Male Ghost at XX Hotel at Night#

#Is the "male ghost incident at XX hotel" real or fake? Today, let's explore science to uncover the truth.#

Believe it or not, one or two of them actually captured some strange events.

Of course, some people question the authenticity of the event, but no definitive conclusion has been reached.

The hotel's business has improved significantly as a result.

The main reason is that many people have encountered this male ghost. It is indeed a supernatural phenomenon, but it has never caused any harm to anyone.

Everyone who has seen this male ghost says he's handsome.

The hotel manager, seeing the financial report showing an increase instead of a decrease, fell into deep thought.

The final conclusion was that he couldn't understand today's young people.

The hotel manager had, of course, seen the male ghost.

He had seen him once when he was working overtime one night. He was still pretentiously smoking by the window. He frowned and, out of professional habit, went up to him and kindly advised, "Sir, this is a no-smoking area."

Upon closer inspection, there was no smell of smoke.

Before he could even wonder, the man in front of him snorted coldly and walked away. The hotel manager watched helplessly as the man disappeared from sight.

The hotel manager stood there, rooted to the spot.

Was he seeing a ghost?

He was a top student who graduated from a foreign hotel management program and didn't believe in superstitions at all. He shook his head vigorously, thinking it must be a magic trick, and he wanted to see who was playing the prank.

He walked stiffly to the security room.

The security chief was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. When he saw the manager coming over, he didn't react at all.

He even thoughtfully pulled up the surveillance footage for him, saying, "Manager Ye, the surveillance footage is here."

Ye Wenlong stiffly turned his head to look at the security chief.

The security chief shrugged slightly and walked out, thoughtfully leaving Manager Ye some private space.

Ye Wenlong used the computer to view the surveillance footage from that time.

Upon seeing this, I broke out in a cold sweat.

He was the only person in that corner from beginning to end.

He was talking to himself, like he was performing a pantomime; it looked incredibly eerie.

He was certain that he was just working overtime until he had a slight headache, but not to the point of failing eyesight.

So, he really did see a ghost.

Manager Ye's worldview collapsed.

After a while, the security chief finally came in. "Manager Ye, are you alright?"

Ye Wenlong looked at the seemingly ordinary security chief with sharp eyes: "Do you know something?"

The security chief's eyes were unfathomable.

"Speak!" Ye Wenlong didn't give him a chance to show off.

The security chief pulled up a stool and sat down. "This is a long story."

This hotel has existed since the last century and is a family business of the Shen family. It should now be called a reconstruction on the original site.

After returning from his studies abroad, Shen Jue took over the management of the hotel. He was tactful and had a complex personality, both righteous and wicked, and he managed the hotel very well.

But as everyone knows, the general environment at the time was different.

It's impossible for a hotel like this to go unnoticed.

Shen Jue worked hard to navigate the situation and managed to keep the hotel business afloat by cultivating good relationships.

Behind his back, many people were cursing Shen Jue, calling him a spy.

Shen Jue remained unchanged and did things his own way.

One day after get off work, Shen Jue encountered a progressive student with braided pigtails and a pure and innocent face. The student seemed to be desperate and asked Shen Jue for help.

Xia Zhelan said, "Mr. Shen, we are all Chinese. This is a time of national crisis. I hope you can lend a helping hand to them."

Shen Jue puffed on his cigarette and exhaled smoke rings: "You're quite adorable. Everyone calls me a spy, yet you still dare to ask me for help. Aren't you afraid I'll turn around and sell you out?"

Xia Zhelan's eyes were firm: "Mr. Shen wouldn't."

"Tell me about it."

“There are hundreds of children in the orphanage. Someone wants to capture them for experiments. I hope you can take them in.” Xia Zhelan had no other choice.

The situation is very tense right now; there's fighting going on at the front lines, so there's simply no time to spare.

If she doesn't lend a hand, these children will all suffer.

Shen Jue lowered his head and thought for a long time before saying, "This is a matter of life and death. If I die, my Shen family line will end." He only has one son in this line.

"I'll marry you!" Xia Zhelan blurted out, not knowing where she got the courage. Then, realizing what she had said, her face turned red.

But she doesn't regret it.

Compared to those children, what is she?

Shen Jue chuckled, though it was unclear whether he was laughing at her naiveté.

In the end, Shen Jue did not refuse Xia Zhelan's request and found a way to save the children.