44: Chapter 44 Shadow

Unlike normal people.

Normal people would be trembling at this moment, wanting to quickly wash their faces and run to the mirror to see what was wrong with their heads.

They might even imagine terrifying scenes, causing their sanity to plummet, followed by a scream.

But Chen Mo was different.

Chen Mo directly grabbed that hand, and then... intertwined his fingers with it.

After their fingers interlocked, Chen Mo, though still sightless, could clearly feel it.

It was a woman's hand, cold, but he could tell by touching it.

This hand must be very beautiful, the slender and long kind.

Perhaps the fingernails were painted an alluring rose red.

After Chen Mo intertwined his fingers with it, the ghost hand stopped.

It even seemed to feel a bit embarrassed.

Because Chen Mo could feel the hand trembling slightly, even trying to escape his grasp.

Just like what's described in some romance novels.

I secretly take your hand, you shyly pull away, call me a pervert, and then run off, leaving me behind.

Chen Mo hooked his pinky finger and, after a more delicate caress of the ghost hand, felt a curved object.

It should be a ring.

A married ghost woman?

Although Chen Mo hadn't opened his eyes, he already had a preliminary judgment of the entity trying to lower his sanity.

[No, these two, one human and one ghost, are flirting? How long are they going to hold hands?]

[Many Children Many Blessings, I forbid you from holding other women's hands!]

Then, Chen Mo suddenly exerted force!

He reached out his other hand, firmly grabbed the female ghost's other hand, and pulled hard in front of him.

A 'bang!' of splashing water immediately came from the bathtub, and Chen Mo was completely drenched.

All the water friends in the Management Group were stunned by Chen Mo's actions.

Just now, Chen Mo had directly given the female ghost hiding in his hair a shoulder throw, completely pulling her out of his forehead and slamming her heavily into the bathtub.

He clenched his hand, blue light condensed, and the bone-scraping knife appeared in his palm.

He quickly stabbed into the spot where he had just thrown her.

The bone-scraping knife pierced the water, but there was no sensation of piercing flesh.

Chen Mo aimed his face at the showerhead, quickly rinsed off the vision-blocking foam, and pulled open the shower curtain.

He saw wet footprints continuously appearing on the floor.

One after another, extending from the bathtub all the way to the bathroom door.

Then, the door, where clearly no one was, opened, and then 'bang!' it slammed shut!

"Was the bone-scraping knife useless, or was I too slow?"

Chen Mo was about to put on a bath towel and continue chasing the female ghost.

But then, three knocks suddenly sounded from outside the door, "Dong dong dong."

"Brother-in-law, what happened? Why did I hear someone fall?" A female voice came from outside.

It wasn't his wife, but his Sister-in-law.

Chen Mo immediately sat back in the bathtub and explained, "It's just that I accidentally slipped on the soap and fell, I'm fine!"

"Really? Are you hurt? Do you want me to check your body?"

Chen Mo felt a little speechless at her words; she clearly had ulterior motives.

Although we are family, this kind of concern coming from you seems a bit off.

It wasn't until his wife Anna arrived that his Sister-in-law's continuous probing finally stopped.

After that, Chen Mo did not encounter any more strange phenomena.

Someone in the Management Group even posted the video of Chen Mo violently throwing the female ghost, saying that everyone should share it widely.

Chen Mo naturally saw the recorded video.

Just as he had thought, two jade-like arms stretched out from above his head; judging by the posture, they were probably preparing to directly gouge out Chen Mo's eyes.

Unfortunately... the opponent's Ghost Power was probably not as high as his own.

That's why she couldn't get her wish, and instead, it was like Chen Mo had taken advantage of her.

In the evening, Chen Mo and his wife slept in the same room.

Their two children slept on the second floor; next door was the room of his Brother-in-law and Sister-in-law.

Sam Ricardo was a financial professional, so Chen Mo lit a desk lamp and pretended to be engrossed in a finance book.

His wife was also a financial professional, so she would chat with Chen Mo about work-related topics.

Fortunately, Chen Mo studied economics, which is a close relative of finance, so he wasn't completely clueless.

With some reluctant compliance, he managed to muddle through.

It was 10:30 PM; his wife had just showered and entered the room.

She was only wrapped in a bath towel, her semi-dry golden hair draped over her shoulders, and her two fair, rounded long legs made it difficult for Chen Mo to concentrate on his book.

The Brother-in-law and Sister-in-law next door were already impatient; the soundproofing of this house was clearly not very good.

The creaking of the bed and the continuous "Oh my god" assaulted Chen Mo's brain.

This was awkward...

As soon as his wife entered the room, she heard the revelry of the young couple next door.

Wiping her wet hair, she slightly narrowed her eyes, a smile playing on her lips, and slowly crawled onto the bed like a crouching kitten.

She said, "Sam, should we also..."

Chen Mo's Adam's apple bobbed; he wanted to continue reading seriously.

But the book in his hand was suddenly snatched away by Anna.

Then she smiled happily, throwing the finance book onto the floor as if it were trash.

She asked, "Is the book that good? Is it better looking than me?"

"Uh... of course not as beautiful as you, dear," Chen Mo replied truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Catherine smiled even more triumphantly.

In front of Chen Mo, she arched her shoulders, her hand grasping the knot of her bath towel.

Then the knot was slowly untied...

In Peter and Alice's room.

The two children lay on their sides in bed, emitting soft snores.

They both slept in single beds; this room was very large, at least 50 square meters.

Opposite the beds stood a wardrobe, about 2 meters high, and wide enough for a 1.8-meter person to lie flat inside.

A wardrobe of this size would be more than enough for a thief to hide in if one were to enter.

The night moon was not constant; the angle of the moonlight varied.

As the moonlight spread like a tide, shining onto the floor through the balcony.

The wardrobe opposite the bed slowly opened.

It was filled with neatly hung clothes, like rows of hanged people with their necks pierced and hooked.

Then, behind those clothes, a pair of eyes appeared.

These eyes were yellow, shaped like two eggs.

They blinked playfully, then narrowed, like a scope, locking onto the two children across the bed.

Faint footsteps sounded on the floor, getting closer and closer to the bed.

The footsteps sounded like someone walking on tiptoes.

Moonlight spread across the floor, illuminating a distorted figure.

However.

Only the shadow was walking, but the shadow's owner was nowhere to be seen.