Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 51 - 53: Black-and-White Photo

It was at this moment that some viewers started to realize something was wrong.

[What the heck is going on?]

[I’m so confused. So he’s actually there at the scene?]

[Don’t overthink it. Maybe the guy was just lost in his phone and didn’t hear Lonely Wolf calling him.]

[But that can’t be right. Lonely Wolf was obviously shouting pretty loudly.]

Lonely Wolf himself also spoke up to confirm.

"Can you stop pretending? I just called out to you several times, and you acted like you couldn’t hear me!"

Chen Hao retorted indignantly, "I didn’t hear anyone call me at all!"

Just as the two were about to start arguing, Su Nian spoke up.

"Alright, that’s enough. Let’s get moving."

Although both were still privately unconvinced, they started walking as Su Nian instructed.

However, the path they took grew increasingly remote, seemingly leading toward the outskirts of the city.

Lonely Wolf couldn’t shake the feeling that something was strange.

He swallowed nervously. "Host, why do I feel like this is the road to a graveyard?"

Chen Hao also looked at his screen. "I’m a local from A City, so I’m very familiar with this area. I keep feeling like the place the host is guiding us to is a graveyard."

Both of them were voicing their suspicions, but the viewers noticed something odd.

[Do you guys think... maybe they really can’t see each other?]

[No way. The road’s probably just too dark.]

[Or maybe Lonely Wolf has been bewitched by a ghost, so no one can hear the sounds he makes.]

[Yeah, that’s a real possibility.]

As they ventured deeper, the place the two of them eventually reached was, indeed, a graveyard.

The sense of alarm in Lonely Wolf’s heart reached its peak; he had a feeling something significant was about to happen.

He walked past cautiously, afraid the old man guarding the gate would stop him.

’After all, showing up at a graveyard in the middle of the night to ’find the truth’ for some livestream sounds pretty dumb.’

Lonely Wolf tiptoed past.

Unexpectedly, the security guard acted as if he hadn’t seen him at all.

But when it was Chen Hao’s turn, it was a different story.

"Hey, hey, hey! You’re here to pay respects to a relative in the middle of the night, too?"

Chen Hao grew a little nervous. "Ah... right, I’m here to see my older brother!"

"Your brother?"

"Ah... right, right, right..."

Chen Hao’s mind was racing. He didn’t have an older brother; it was a complete fabrication. He was terrified the guard would ask a follow-up question and blow his cover.

’But he couldn’t just tell him his real purpose for being here, could he?’

But unexpectedly, the guard just sighed. He thought of the young man who had been brought here a few days ago and felt it was a pity.

"Well, hurry on in. Your mom has been inside for a while now."

The guard sighed again and didn’t pay him any more mind.

Chen Hao quickly walked inside. He had an invisible companion, it was the middle of the night, and he was in a place like this.

Even though Chen Hao had always been brave, he was a little creeped out now. Still, he trusted in Su Nian’s abilities and courageously headed deeper inside.

Meanwhile, following Su Nian’s instructions, Lonely Wolf was slowly approaching the grave that was illuminated by firelight.

[I’m not gonna lie, I’m so nervous right now.]

[Anyone else? My palms are sweating like crazy.]

[In a situation like this, I really have to admire Chen Hao and Lonely Wolf.]

[I was on the toilet by myself, and now I’m scrambling back to my room without even pulling my pants up properly. This is seriously creepy.]

In the firelight stood a middle-aged woman, burning joss paper alone in front of a grave.

"Xiao Dong, Xiao Dong, why did you have to leave?"

She wept, endlessly chanting a name.

The brave Chen Hao, having arrived at the scene, still hadn’t seen his companion and decided to stop looking for him.

This was the location Su Nian had specified. Seeing the woman up ahead, he moved closer on his own accord.

’Maybe the ghost has some connection to this woman!’

Chen Hao was very brave, but as he drew near, he froze. His blood ran cold, and his scalp tingled as he stared at the tombstone.

’Why...’

’Why does the black-and-white photo on this tombstone look exactly like Lonely Wolf...?’