My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

Chapter 1391: How did he provoke that spirit?



"Why are you looking at me like that?" Even though Liu Xie Ming had an idea, he didn't put it into words. Instead, he questioned the man who was looking at him as if he was the reason why Yun Zhao was in the clothes of a woman.

He was a lot of things but he was not a pervert, damn it! What did Yun Zhao mean by that gaze?

Yun Zhao pointed at his clothes and without paying attention to Liu Xie Ming's expression, he said, "What is the meaning of this? Why am I dressed in these clothes? What did you do to me?"

His tone was as accusatory as that of a woman who had been assaulted.

Liu Xie Ming: "..."

Something exploded inside Liu Xie Ming's head. He was so angry that he ended up laughing. Was there something wrong with the head of this man? Though Liu Xie Ming knew that there was something indeed wrong with Yun Zhao's mind, he did not know that it was this bad.

He snorted and said angrily, "What do you mean? Do you think I knocked you out and dressed you in those clothes? You wore them on your own! No matter what, I am not as desperate as to make you wear women's clothes!"

"And why are you making a fuss? It is like a thief is screaming for others to catch a thief! You kissed me, hugged me and even tried to climb into my bed. I am yet to even this out with you, how dare you blame me first!"

"Wha..What did you say?" Yun Zhao blinked his eyes, feeling like his body was no longer pure. "I...Did I kiss you? How...why...why would I kiss you?"

"You--"

"Alright that will be enough," Song Yan felt her head throb with all the crying, shouting and fussing. She rubbed her forehead and said to Yun Zhao, "We will talk about this later, why don't you go and change your clothes first?"

Even though the situation was serious, with Yun Zhao dressed like this... she could not summon any seriousness.

As she was afraid to laugh at this poor kid, she could only ask him to go and change lest she offended him.

Yun Zhao looked at the clothes that he was wearing and shuddered. He couldn't understand what made him wear these clothes and why did he not remember anything.

More importantly, he kissed Liu Xie Ming! He kissed his bitter rival! His face! His pride! Everything was gone! Now he no longer had the face to look at Liu Xie Ming in the eyes.

He scrambled to his feet and walked inside the room that belonged to him, however, he did not even take three steps before he staggered and almost fell on his face.

"These damned heels! Once I get to know who made me like this, I am going to tear that bastard apart!" Yun Zhao roared as he took off the heels and threw them on the floor. His face filled with anger as he snorted and pushed open the door before going inside and shutting it close with a bang.

He was the young master of the Yun family! His face was worth millions and yet it was thrown away just like that? How could Yun Zhao accept it? He was going to find out, who was behind this situation of his, even if he had to go to the underworld to drag that person out!

Song Yan and the two men watched Yun Zhao throw a tantrum and their lips twitched in amusement. This man was really good. Even though he just woke up after getting rid of the ghost that was possessing him, he was still energetic.

"Will he be fine?" Liu Xie Ming asked. "That ghost wouldn't possess him again right?" He did not see Song Yan catch the ghost and put her inside the ghost ring, thus Liu Xie Ming did not know what happened to the ghost that was possessing Yun Zhao.

"There is no need to worry about the ghost possessing him again," replied Song Yan. "I have already caught the ghost and placed her inside the Ghost Ring. Unless I bring her out, she cannot bring any harm to anyone."

Only then did Liu Xie Ming heave a sigh of relief. He did not wish to see Yun Zhao looming over his head like a ghost trying to unbutton his shirt. It was such a horror, that he almost got a heart attack.

The only thing that stopped him from dying was that if he died, who knows what Yun Zhao would have done to him. That man was possessed by a ghost, for him living and dead wouldn't have mattered.

Song Yan saw the expression on his face and knew that something more serious than just kissing had happened. However, she did not question Liu Xie Ming and let him keep his remaining dignity.

Fu Yu Sheng also glanced at the man with sympathy, even though Liu Xie Ming did not say much, he could sense that this man had it rough in the past few days. He couldn't help but question, "Mister Liu, why is Master Yun at your home? As far as I know, you two don't seem to get along this well."

"I didn't want him to stay at my house either, Boss Fu," Liu Xie Ming smiled wryly. "However, that man ran away and came to my house. Brother Zhao told me that his credit cards were blocked and he had nowhere to go. I didn't want to leave a colleague in trouble, who would have thought that Master Yun would bring something so troublesome with him?"

If he had known that Yun Zhao was being haunted by a ghost, he wouldn't have let him inside his house!

When Fu Yu Sheng heard Liu Xie Ming's words, his sympathy for the man increased even more. He only wanted to help his colleague but ended up being taken advantage of, Fu Yu Sheng did not believe that the things that Liu Xie Ming had suffered would be forgotten by him that easily.

It did not take long for Yun Zhao to come out of his room, he was now dressed in a branded shirt and wide pants. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled back which showed off his strong forearms, maybe it was because he was trying to show off his masculinity, he even sprayed himself with a perfume that smelled strongly of musk and masculine scent.

"Now, can someone tell me what happened to me?" Yun Zhao asked in a gruff voice which he had deepened to make up for the loss of his face just now. Damn it, he was caught wearing the clothes of a woman in broad nightlight, all his face was gone.

"How much do you remember?" Song Yan did not answer at once. Instead, she asked him about what he had done in the past few days. It was really weird that this kid got entangled with a ghost even though she gave him a talisman to protect himself.

Even though the talisman that she had given Yun Zhao was a C grade one, it should have kept

him protected.

Thus, Song Yan could not help but become suspicious.

Yun Zhao blinked his eyes. Upon hearing Song Yan's question, he immediately asked, "I don't remember much. I only know that I had a big fight with my father, who wanted me to get married to the daughter of a big shot. After that, I ran away from home and then came to Brother Xie Ming's house."

Song Yan frowned upon hearing his response. Her sharp brows furrowed ever so slightly but it was enough to make Yun Zhao's heart skip a beat. What? Did he do something wrong? "You mean to say that you came straight to Xie Ming's home and did not go anywhere else?" Song Yan questioned and Yun Zhao nodded in response.

That was even more weird.

"Then how did you offend that vengeful spirit?" Song Yan remarked casually but it was enough to make Yun Zhao's world turn upside down.

The rug under his feet seemed to be pulled back by someone, and Yun Zhao staggered.

"Vengeful... vengeful spirit? There was a vengeful spirit possessing me?" Yun Zhao seemed to have understood why he was dressed in the clothes of a woman. Though he more or less recovered his pride, he was scared silly.

Ah! Ah! Ah! He was possessed by a vengeful spirit!

Yun Zhao's lips trembled as he stammered out, "Sister Yan, how can it be possible? I have been carrying your talisman with me everywhere! How can a vengeful spirit possess me?".

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