Feng Ce turned on the navigation and asked while driving: "What's going on? Why is it so urgent?"

Wen Qi frowned, "This netizen's name is Ding Bu, and she's a full-time housewife. I just calculated that she passed away a day ago. But she just sent me a message asking what hell is like, and I'm afraid she's going to do something stupid."

From the message, it can be seen that Dingbu was very emotional and might have done something irreversible under impulse. And from her tone and the information revealed, her death was definitely related to her husband! Feng Ce understood, "You are afraid that she will take revenge on humans as a ghost."

Wen Qi nodded, "That's it." Still the same words: "It's not worth it for a scumbag."

Feng Ce glanced at the remaining time of the journey and said, "It's a bit far, hold on tight."

Wen Qi obediently tightened his seat belt. The next second, the coupe roared and rushed out.

Dingbu's home is in a newly built high-end residential complex in the eastern suburbs. The community has complete facilities and beautiful greenery. All six buildings are large flats with one elevator per household. The sound insulation is very good. Unless you hit something with a hammer, you can't hear any sound upstairs or downstairs.

Because he had been here last time, the security guard still remembered Wen Qi, so he just said hello and let Feng Ce drive the car in. The underground garage could not be entered, so the car could only be parked in the temporary parking lot outside.

When getting off the car, Wen Qi and Feng Ce didn't say anything. They walked to Building 5 in silence. There was no need to communicate at all. The ghostly aura on the ninth floor of Building 5 was so intense that it was about to soar to the sky! After entering the elevator, Feng Ce said, "It's probably too late."

Wen Qi sighed, "Let's do our best and leave it to fate." It's better not to interfere too much with fate, otherwise they could just use the door at home to rush over, why bother driving? After receiving the private message, Wen Qi decided to rush over. It was fate that he couldn't make it in time and could only watch the tragedy happen.

The elevator made a "ding" sound and reached the ninth floor. When the door opened, I saw a ghostly aura mixed with resentment.

Wen Qi frowned even deeper, "It has already formed a territory."

Feng Ce warned: "Dingbu has probably lost his mind. Send him away if you see him." He then took the lead and stepped outside. His figure was instantly swallowed up, leaving only one sentence with an echo: "Hurry up and go home. We haven't finished the barbecue yet."

When Wen Qi thought of the smell of barbecue, she couldn't help licking her lips. She had just finished eating not long ago and was not even half full. Most of the meat on the table was not roasted yet, and she didn't know if the taste would be affected if it was left for too long.

Smacking his lips regretfully, Wen Qi also stepped out of the elevator. After a few steps, the foggy darkness in front of him faded away in an instant, and Wen Qi appeared in a bright living room.

There is a large floor-to-ceiling window on the south side of the living room, which provides plenty of light and makes the entire living room warm.

On the sofa, a woman with shoulder-length hair was talking on the phone. This person was Dingbu.

Wen Qi walked slowly to her and stood in front of her. The woman seemed not to see her and played with the lipstick in her hand with an expressionless face.

The call was connected, and Wen Qi could clearly hear the man's voice on the other end of the line, "Hello? Wife?"

Dimbu blinked and responded, then said, "When I sent your suit to the cleaners just now, I found a used lipstick in your pocket. It didn't look like it was mine."

The man on the other end was silent for two seconds. "What do you want to say?"

"No." Ding Bu blinked faster. "I just want to ask, is this lipstick your colleague's? It's a big brand. She will definitely be unhappy if she can't find it. How about I send it to her now?"

“No need.” The man was a little anxious. “I’ll give it to her tomorrow.” After a pause, the man softened his tone and said, “It was during the company’s team building last week. When she went out to touch up her makeup, she didn’t have a backpack, so she asked me to help carry it. Then I forgot about it because I was drunk.”

Ding Bu lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were a little red, "Yeah."

The man sighed and coaxed softly: "Wife, you have to believe me, I love you the most."

Ding Bu was silent for two seconds, then took the initiative to change the subject, "Come back early after get off work today, I'll make you some ribs."

The man did not respond immediately, and said with embarrassment: "I have a social event tonight, so I may not be home so early."

"Forget it then." Tears were already sliding down Dingbu's eyes. "That's it. I'm hanging up."

After hanging up the phone, Dingbu lay on the sofa and cried bitterly.

Black mist spread out from Dingbu's body and the surrounding scene disappeared.

In the darkness, Dimbu's voice rang out: "We have been together since high school, for a full fifteen years. I know him too well. I don't even need evidence to know for sure that he cheated on me."

"In the past, I was proud of this understanding, which was proof of our deep love for each other. But after that day, I began to hate this understanding, which made me unable to even play dumb."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black fog dissipated, and he saw the familiar living room again. The difference was that it was dark outside the window, there was a floor lamp on inside the room, and there was a broken lipstick on the marble floor.

Dingbu sat on the sofa with red and swollen eyes, staring at the lipstick on the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, the sound of the door opening was heard. Dingbu came back to his senses instantly and got up and walked towards the door.

Wen Qi just followed her quietly.

The door opened and a fairly handsome young man, a head taller than Dimb, came in.

Wen Qi took a look at the man's face. The three lines at the corners of his eyes looked like they were carved on him. He was indeed a man who would cheat, and would never change.

The man seemed to be drunk. He glanced at Dingbu with his drunken eyes, then rushed over to hug him and said drunkenly, "Wife, I'm back! Wife... I'm drunk."

Dingbu subconsciously caught the person and helped him sit down on the sofa with great effort.

The man held her tightly and refused to let go. Dingbu lost his balance and fell forward. He supported himself against the man's chest and accidentally caught a glimpse of a red spot on his shirt.

Dingbu paused, then slowly raised his hand and pushed the man's suit out, revealing the shirt underneath, on which was half a faint lip print.

For several seconds, she seemed frozen, motionless. It was not until tears began to fall from her eyes that she came to her senses. She stood up, glanced at the man, and sat down on the sofa next to her.

Then time passed quickly, a night passed, the sun rose, and the two were still in the same position as last night.

The man frowned slightly because of the dazzling sunlight and woke up uncomfortably. When he first opened his eyes, he was stunned, then sat up suddenly, "Wife!"

Seeing Dingbu also sitting on the sofa, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked in confusion: "Why did I sleep on the sofa all night?"

Dingbu looked at him tiredly, his lips were chapped, there were dark circles under his eyes, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

The man was a little panicked when he saw her like this, so he quickly went over and asked, "Honey, what's wrong with you?"

Dimple wrinkled his nose and pushed him away.

The man reacted, "Did I stink you again?" He stood up and said, "I'll go wash it now."

"No need." Ding Bu said hoarsely, "Cheng Xin, let's get a divorce."

The man turned and looked at her in shock, "Why?"

Ding Bu didn't look at him. His calm voice concealed extreme pain. "The lipstick marks and the previous perfume... the traces are too obvious. I can't pretend I don't know."

The man opened his mouth several times to speak, but no word came out.

Dimbu continued, "According to the prenuptial agreement, the cheating party must leave the house with nothing. You should pack up your things and leave now."

The man's eyes suddenly turned red, and he knelt on the ground, begging: "I was wrong, wife, Bubu, please forgive me once, I promise I will never make the same mistake again..."

The black fog spread again, covering the slightly funny scene.

"I forgave him." After a pause, Dingbu's voice was suddenly filled with hatred, "But I didn't expect that he would give me such a big surprise the next day!"