Song Zhongsheng hugged her in his arms. “It's fine, Hongmei, just stay with me for a while!”

In the middle of the night in the Zhao family home, a sinister man on Zhao Hongmei's bed stretched out his long tongue and licked Zhao Hongmei from head to toe. It hadn't been easy for him to find a woman who was born on a yin day in a yin month. After he ate this woman in a few more days, his power would increase dramatically.

Mother Zhao couldn't sleep that night. Ever since her ghost son-in-law started living in their home, she had always felt uneasy, but didn't know why. Although this son-in-law was a ghost, he was still filial to them and was considerate and good to her daughter.

Mother Zhao thought that if her daughter really was affected by being together with this ghost son-in-law, it still wouldn't be too late to separate the two later. At that moment, Mother Zhao vaguely sensed that there was some movement in her daughter's room.

Not thinking much of it, she couldn't help but shout, “Daughter! Why aren't you asleep yet?”

After a while, there were cracking sounds.

Mother Zhao's heart thumped, but she felt that she was thinking too much. She thought of checking on her daughter, but also felt that it was too late at night.

At that moment, her daughter's door suddenly opened. It was dark through the gap in the door, and only the curtains were moving slightly. Mother Zhao felt that something was off, and for some reason, a chill ran down her spine.

Moreover, her daughter usually shut the door when she slept; she didn't sleep with the door wide open. Could it be the ghost son-in-law?

Mother Zhao couldn't help but walk to the door. There was a light creak. Mother Zhao was about to call for her daughter, when she suddenly saw a figure sitting on her daughter's bed. That figure suddenly turned his head and gave Mother Zhao a strange smile. Heedless of Mother Zhao's terrified gaze, he suddenly ripped off a layer of human skin to reveal a b.l.o.o.d.y, moldy and extremely ugly face underneath.

Mother Zhao trembled in fright and was about to scream. In the night, a mournful shriek was immediately cut off. Bright red blood splashed onto Zhao Hongmei's door.

The next day, Father Zhao and Zhao Hongmei woke up. Father Zhao didn't see his wife and thought that she had gone out early in the morning, and didn't think much of it. He didn't think it was strange when he saw his ghost son-in-law out and about during the day. Seeing him throw water at the door, however, Father Zhao was very puzzled. “Zhongsheng, what's wrong? What's that smell?”

Song Zhongsheng grinned. “Uncle, I dirtied the door early in the morning, so I'm was.h.i.+ng it!”

Father Zhao nodded. “Is Hongmei awake?”

“Yeah, she just woke up. She's in her room!” Song Zhongsheng replied.

Father Zhao was initially worried that this ghost son-in-law was trying to absorb his daughter's yang energy, but seeing that his daughter's complexion had improved over the past few days, Father Zhao turned a blind eye to it and simply acknowledged him!

“By the way, Uncle, I cooked meatb.a.l.l.s for you and Hongmei! Why don't you have a bowl first?” Song Zhongsheng asked.

Father Zhao was also a little hungry and agreed. When Song Zhongsheng came back with a full bowl of meatb.a.l.l.s, Father Zhao was puzzled. “We have meat in the house? Didn't we just finish the meat in the fridge yesterday?”

“I bought the meat, Uncle. Have a taste!”

Father Zhao took a few mouthfuls when the soup was still hot. Although it smelled good, Father Zhao somehow felt that the meat was a bit strange when he ate it. It didn't taste like pork or beef, but Father Zhao didn't think much of it. He had a bowl, and when Zhao Hongmei came over, Song Zhongsheng gave each of them another bowl.

“Official Song, thank you!” Zhao Hongmei snuggled happily in Song Zhongsheng's arms.