Zhao Feifei looked at Qiao Jiyang, who was standing next to the television.
By this time, he was already drenched in sweat from fright.
Upon seeing Zhang Huaifu and the others enter the room, Qiao Jiyang tried to twist his neck and found that he could move it.
"Help!" Qiao Jiyang rushed from in front of the TV to Zhang Huaifu, grabbed him tightly, and trembled uncontrollably. "Help! Help!"
Zhang Huaifu: "..." What's wrong with these two? Why do both men and women like to hug other people?
After Qiao Jiyang calmed down, Zhang Huaifu learned the whole story from his and Zhao Feifei's intermittent narration.
Zhang Huaifu was a man who never believed in ghosts or gods, so he had the security guards search the room thoroughly, trying to find any unsettling presence.
I searched and searched but couldn't find anything.
There was nothing they could do; Qiao Jiyang and Zhao Feifei were still scared, so they had to change their room to another VIP room, also a VIP room, but on the second floor, VIP room 222.
To reassure the two, manager Zhang Huaifu moved a small iron bed and slept at the door of room 222.
It's convenient so that if anything happens in the room, I can rush in immediately.
Qiao Jiyang and Zhao Feifei still couldn't sleep and sat on the bed all night.
As dawn approached, Qiao Jiyang became increasingly alarmed and uneasy.
The document that I was forced to sign and put my fingerprint on looked a bit like the one Lu Chi said he had put in his pocket during the day.
Look at those creases; they're clearly from that gift document.
But didn't I tear that document into several pieces and throw it away in front of Lu Chi during the day?
Why are you in a hotel again?
Qiao Jiyang got goosebumps all over his body.
Moreover, after figuring out what had happened, Qiao Jiyang couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
They got all the hotel blankets dirty.
Even more terrifying, when Zhao Feifei turned on her phone at daybreak, she found a deluge of messages flooding in.
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