Chapter 119: The Ghost Bride, the Thousand-Year-Old Corpse Returns at Midnight and Kills Seven People
Many people came forward and said, "Oh, it's really Qin Muchen!"
"Li Jingyan and Qin Muchen came to the hotel together to get a room. I heard they're gigolos?"
How did it get to the point of being about Niulang? Meng Fuling was pushed to the back by the crowd.
The crazy fans are indeed crazy. After all, one is a Buddhist in Beijing and the other is a popular top star.
The excited rich woman grabbed Li Jingyan's hand and said, "Oh, my sister's room is upstairs, you can live with me."
"Don't touch me!" Li Jingyan quickly pulled his hand away: "I'll say it again, we are not gigolos."
"Don't come over here!" Qin Muchen grabbed Meng Fuling from behind and held him in his arms.
Meng Fuling looked up at him, his almost perfect face right in front of her.
The cool thin lips and the sliding Adam's apple, and the fresh sandalwood scent made her heart skip a beat.
These people are so crazy that they can't wait to put their phones up to their faces to take pictures.
The two staff members were nearly frightened to death when they saw this scene: "No way? Are they really Qin Muchen and Li Jingyan?"
At this moment, the hotel lobby manager noticed the situation and immediately ran over: "Get out of the way, everyone."
When the manager saw that it was Qin Muchen, he was so frightened that he immediately stepped forward and bowed, "Third Master!"
"You, why are you here? Are you here to inspect the hotel?"
Acheng rushed in with his bodyguards and immediately blocked the crowd behind him.
Qin Muchen let go of Meng Fuling when he saw that there was no crowd, and ignored the people around him.
Her voice was low and gentle, and she looked at the woman in front of her: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay!" She shook her head and finally calmed down.
He is indeed a domineering CEO. He has an aura of two meters and eighty just by standing there. He is intimidating even without saying a word or getting angry.
The two staff members were frightened and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, we didn't know it was you."
Both of them wore sunglasses covering half of their faces. Who would have thought that the dignified Third Master would come back to get a room?
This time they are both dead, they actually dared to say that Qin Muchen is a gigolo.
"I'm sorry!" The manager was sweating profusely and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
The staff member was almost kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. His eyes were eaten by dogs and even the group’s boss couldn’t recognize him.
"Is this your family's property?" Li Jingyan looked at the hotel and couldn't help but complain: "It really has no taste."
Qin Muchen almost forgot: "There are so many businesses. I only remembered this hotel belongs to the Qin family when I got here."
"Forget it!" He didn't blame her. "The presidential suite on the top floor is ready. My fiancée is going to move in."
Fiancée? Several people looked at Meng Fuling, who was holding a big rooster and had no makeup on, in astonishment.
"Yes, I'll prepare it right away!" The manager turned around in a panic and almost fell. He turned around and ran away without knowing where to go.
Fortunately, Mr. Qin San was in a good mood today, otherwise even if he was said to be a gigolo, the manager and staff would have died three times.
"Don't worry, let's wait a moment!" Qin Muchen lowered his voice gently, "You can move into the presidential suite on the rooftop once it's ready."
All real estate under the Qin Group, including hotels and resorts, will reserve the best rooms for Qin Muchen and will not be sold.
So if he wanted to come to his own hotel, all he had to do was make a phone call to his assistant.
"Tell me this is yours earlier, otherwise I would have to book a hotel room too."
The three of them came to the lounge in the lobby, next to the hotel's auditorium.
"Ding ding dong dong!" At this moment, the romantic and elegant wedding march was playing in the auditorium.
A wedding ceremony was being held in the hotel's wedding banquet hall, which was packed with guests and extremely romantic.
"Is there a wedding going on here?" Meng Fuling looked at the hall filled with flashing lights and pink roses.
"The Imperial Hotel is the top hotel in the capital, and many people make reservations to hold their weddings here every year."
"Those who can reserve this hotel's wedding hall must be either wealthy or noble in the capital."
"But this man looks a little familiar!" Li Jingyan glanced at the couple on the wedding stage.
The man was thirty years old, slightly plump but very handsome. A black custom-made suit made his face look rosy.
The woman was beautiful with a well-proportioned figure, especially the fishtail evening dress she wore, which made her look extremely beautiful.
The two of them were on the stage accepting congratulations from their relatives and friends. Anyone who saw them would sigh that they were a perfect match.
Li Jingyan suddenly said, "Ah, I remember now, isn't this Godfrey Gao, the lead singer of Sys?"
"A few years ago, there was a boy band that was very popular in the entertainment industry. I filmed a movie with them at that time."
"No wonder he looked familiar. It's just that he's gained weight in the past few years, so I almost didn't recognize him."
It turns out they are members of a boy band. No wonder there are six handsome men standing next to Gao Yixiang.
The lead singer is getting married today, and all the team members came to serve as best men and congratulate him.
The scene was filled with romance, but Meng Fuling's eyes fell on the bride.
"Who is that woman?" She looked at her carefully.
There was a name on the flower basket at the door. Qin Muchen looked at the name and said, "Bai Moli?"
"The daughter of the Bai family?" He was surprised when he saw the name: "No way? She's getting married today?"
Li Jingyan was also puzzled: "She, isn't she dead?"
The two looked at each other, staring at Bai Moli on the stage in disbelief, "It really is her."
Sitting in the main seat for parents in the audience were none other than Bai Moshan, the president of Bai Group, and his wife.
The Beijing circle is so small, and the Bai family in Beijing is not considered a top wealthy family.
However, they have always cooperated with the Qin Group and the Li Group. Bai Moli, the daughter of the Bai family, has had poor health since childhood.
"I remember when I was little, Bai Moli would hide in the corner every time we had a party."
"She rarely plays with us kids because of her congenital heart disease. The doctor even said she wouldn't live past 20."
"Bai Moli died last week. The news was even on the news. I asked my assistant Ah Cheng to go and pay her respects."
"Oh my god, I just felt a chill down my spine because my dad and I went to the funeral home when Bai Moli died."
I opened my phone and although it was no longer in the headlines, I could still find news about Bai Moli's death after searching.
#Bai Moli, the daughter of the Bai Group, suffered a sudden heart attack and died at 12:00 that evening. #
Looking at the news and photos above, the release date was exactly a week ago.
Qin Muchen couldn't believe it: "How could this dead person suddenly come back to life and get married?"
The image of Bai Moli's funeral hall photo seemed to appear in front of Li Jingyan's eyes again, and he suddenly felt eerie.
Meng Fuling stared at Bai Moli in the sky, who was smiling strangely. She was surrounded by a layer of black deathly aura.
Her voice was cold: "Yes, she is indeed dead!"
"What? Dead? Then what is it now?" Qin Muchen asked in a low voice.
"A thousand-year-old corpse, changing skin at midnight, returning to life seven days a week, only by killing seven people can one achieve eternal life."
Thousand-year-old corpse? Hearing these two words makes the hairs on the body stand up. The bride on the stage is not a human but a ghost bride.
Meng Fuling had just noticed the aura surrounding her: "Seven days after her death, tonight is the night of her resurrection."
Looking at the seven men's band performing an impromptu performance on the stage, he said, "None of these seven people on the stage will survive today!"
The groom and six groomsmen, a total of seven people, were all her targets.
Li Jingyan swallowed his saliva and asked, "Should we go tell Godfrey Gao and the others that this marriage cannot take place?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bride Bai Mo on the stage suddenly turned her head, as if she had noticed something.
With a strange smile, his scarlet eyes looked at Meng Fuling at the door.
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