Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 61 - 62: You Can Even Get the Inscription on the Tombstone Wrong?

Chapter 61: Chapter 62: You Can Even Get the Inscription on the Tombstone Wrong?

[He can still talk.]

[He’s actually pretty brave. I definitely couldn’t do that.]

Su Nian picked up the talisman paper. With just a gentle flick in the air, it burst into flames.

"This is not a place you should be. Even if you have some unfinished business, you shouldn’t be trying to complete it like this!"

As the talisman paper burned brighter, Mr. Li panicked. He dragged his desiccated body, glanced at his son, then turned and leaped back into his grave.

A perfect demonstration of the profound life mystery: if you can’t win the fight, you can at least run away.

Mr. Li fled with incredible speed. Within a few seconds, only a few clumps of fresh dirt left on the ground proved he had ever been there. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Su Nian looked at the grave, then at Li Shuo, who had thrown up everywhere and was now passed out on the ground. She felt helpless.

He was her top donor’s father, after all. Su Nian didn’t give chase. Instead, she decided to wait for her patron to wake up and get the full story.

In a daze, Li Shuo felt as if a terrifying monster was watching him.

When he groggily opened his eyes, he nearly fainted from fright all over again.

He had been moved in front of his own father’s grave, and he was facing the headstone!

"AHHHHH!!"

The bloodcurdling scream startled the old graveyard keeper awake.

He looked off in the direction of the scream—it was coming from Mr. Li’s grave.

He clutched his clothes in fear. ’Forget it,’ he thought. ’The money isn’t that important. Retiring and going home sounds pretty good right about now.’

"Heavenly Venerate, Heavenly Venerate! I just had a dream!"

Li Shuo said, his voice trembling with lingering fear.

"I dreamed that my dad climbed out of his grave!!!"

[My dude, that was not a dream!]

[I’ve stayed up all night to see what happens next. This is all your fault, Top Donor.]

[The Top Donor may be rich, but he’s a terrible teammate.]

Su Nian glanced at him. ’Does this top donor even have a brain?!’ she wondered.

"That was not a dream..."

Su Nian said with a sigh.

Seeing Li Shuo’s eyes roll back as he was about to faint again,

Su Nian simply picked up a clod of dirt and tossed it at his head.

"That’s your father! What are you afraid of? It’s not like you’ve done anything to feel guilty about!"

"I... I... I..."

Li Shuo’s lips trembled, unable to say the words—that he was gay.

[No way, no way. Did he just contradict himself?]

[Didn’t he just say he had nothing to feel guilty about?]

[Looks like the Top Donor isn’t so reliable after all!]

[What a touching scene of fatherly love and filial piety. The first thing your dad does after crawling out of his grave is look for you, and the first thing you do is act all guilty.]

Su Nian didn’t understand either. In her opinion, although Li Shuo wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, he was a good-hearted person. Why was he acting so guilty now?

’Could I have misjudged him?!’

"Heavenly Venerate, where did my dad go?"

Li Shuo finally managed to stammer out after some hesitation.

"There..."

Su Nian tilted her chin, gesturing for him to look toward the grave.

"He... He crawled back in!?"

The thought made Li Shuo’s legs feel like jelly. Deep down, he really did love his father.

But if his dad was going to pop out for a surprise visit now and then, he figured he might as well go join his old man for good.

"Heavenly Venerate... what do we do now?"

Li Shuo asked, his face a mask of misery.

But Su Nian calmly took out a talisman and a stick of incense.

"Don’t worry. I’ll lure him back out and ask him if he has any unfinished business."

This stick of incense from Su Nian was no ordinary thing. The moment it was lit, it emitted a gentle, lingering fragrance that, upon closer inspection, was drifting directly toward the grave.

[The streamer’s incense is top-shelf stuff.]

[This incense can find ghosts on its own?]

[I think I need some of that incense to see if there’s anything... in my house!]

Su Nian gave a faint smile, her eyes crinkling.

’Excellent. Another path to riches. I’m getting closer and closer to that one hundred million.’

"If anyone is interested, please send me a private message."

As soon as she finished speaking, the smoke seeped into the grave’s soil.

Li Shuo watched everything unfold in fear, pressing down on his trembling hands while clinging to what Su Nian had just said!

’I haven’t done anything to feel guilty about, so why should I be afraid of my own dad?!’

But his hands still shook, and his heart trembled along with them.

POOF...

The dirt on the grave began to push upward bit by bit. It was a familiar scene: a withered hand reached out.

Then came the body, all the way to the feet.

It seemed even the ghost was dazed by the incense. With a blank, stupefied expression, it mechanically climbed out of the grave.

[What kind of divine smoke is that, streamer?!]

[It can even mesmerize ghosts!?]

[The main point is that humans don’t seem to react to it. This stuff only works on ghosts!]

And so, the bewildered Mr. Li was "flipped" out of his grave by Su Nian. As for Li Shuo, who had been frozen in a stupor, he finally broke when he saw his father appear once more.

He accidentally revealed his true nature, diving behind Su Nian and grabbing her clothes with both hands.

"Hea... ven... Heavenly Venerate-sis, I’m so scared!"

Su Nian: ...

[Whoa, what was that?]

[This Top Donor... why do I get the feeling he’s a bit of a sissy?]

[As a bottom with three years of experience, I can confirm he’s one of us.]

Li Shuo no longer cared about his image. Staring at his father, who was only two meters away, he grew more and more panicked.

Mr. Li was a very traditional, one might even say feudalistic, man.

Li Shuo, on the other hand, had always loved freedom. He had majored in fashion design, and after graduating, he caught a few lucky breaks.

He quickly made a name for himself. His father had always looked down on his habit of wearing makeup and grooming himself, but when he learned of his son’s monthly salary, he had grudgingly accepted it.

But after Li Shuo started his own company, Mr. Li became even more rigid about the issue. He grew stricter about his son’s habits, even though Li Shuo was nearly thirty and already a successful man.

It got to the point where Li Shuo didn’t dare go home, though he still treated his father well.

And Li Shuo knew full well that his father had always disapproved of him. His father’s last wish before he died was for him to have a son as soon as possible.

This was precisely why Li Shuo was so terrified. He was gay. Forget having a son—he never planned on even getting a girlfriend in his life.

At first, Mr. Li also looked bewildered. It took him a while to come to his senses.

He saw the stone-faced master and his own meekly standing son.

Just as he had in life, he opened his mouth with a furious curse.

"You damn bastard!"

After a string of curses, Li Shuo became even more timid.

But Su Nian simply brandished the talisman paper in her hand again.

"You are already dead. You should not be here. Do you have some unfinished business?"

Su Nian’s beauty was flawless, and although Mr. Li had yet to truly experience the power of that talisman paper, he knew it could probably make him disappear for good.

"Shuo, little Shuo, quick, save your dad!"

Li Shuo panicked a little, but this was his father after all. He hurriedly tried to stop Su Nian.

But Su Nian smacked his hand away. "The dead cannot linger in the mortal world! What is your reason for being here?"

The young woman before him was too powerful. Mr. Li immediately lost his nerve.

But when he saw his timid son, he couldn’t stop his anger from flaring up again.

"Isn’t it because of this stupid son of mine! He even messed up the words carved on my damn headstone! He’s a complete idiot!"