Another person chimed in, “I recently heard that Master Wei’s house had a fire, and he desperately rushed into the fire. When he was rescued, he had several paintings in his hands.”


  “It seems that Master Wei is really crazy about paintings.”


  Ye Sui suddenly heard a soft sob, and she looked over. At some point, a woman was standing next to the portrait. She stared at the painting in silence and shed tears.

  Could this person be a fan of Wei Ji? Was she so sad to hear that something had happened to Master Wei?

  Ye Sui’s imagination ran wild. She looked at the woman in the picture and then at the weeping woman beside it. Why did these two people look similar?

  She pulled Chen Shu’s sleeve and asked, “Did you see it? That person looks exactly like the woman in the painting.”


  Chen Shu looked over and replied in confusion, “There’s no one.”


  Ye Sui didn’t believe it, so she pulled Chen Shu again. “She’s clearly there……” However, her words stuck in her throat. Only she could see her and not others.

  Of course, it was a ghost.

  Ye Sui hurriedly turned around, ready to leave. “Let’s go.” She met ghosts one after another in the exhibition, which was really not a good sign.

  Chen Shu thought about it for a while. He took out his phone silently and turned on the flashlight. Seeing his movements, Ye Sui quickly held his hand. “What are you doing?”


  “Did the ghost bully you? I’ll help you drive it away.”


  Ye Sui hastily denied. “No one bullied me.”


  Chen Shu was obviously skeptical. “Really?”


  If the ghost in the portrait knew what he was going to do, she would cry even more.

  Portrait Ghost: I’m just crying; what’s the matter with you! Boohoo!

  Ye Sui noticed that Chen Shu didn’t believe her. She was anxious, and suddenly, she raised her hand, put her white palm on his ear, and faced him.

  She then looked into Chen Shu’s eyes and swore, “I promise, no one bullied me.”