The Su family's mansion.

Although it was late at night, Su Ying's bedroom on the second floor was still brightly lit.

At this moment, Su Ying was sitting at the table and brushing up on the questions.

has always been the first in the class, and was forced to be squeezed into the second by Qin Jiu, Su Ying secretly decided that she must surpass Qin Jiu in the final exam.

After studying for too long, my right shoulder and cervical spine were stiff and sore, like pressing on a stone.

She subconsciously raised her right hand, and as soon as the hand touched her neck, there was a sudden loud bang on the terrace.

Su Ying pushed away the chair and stood up straight.

"Who?!"

On the terrace, no one responded.

Floor-to-ceiling curtains, rising and falling with the wind, like a strange dance.

"You've got dirt on you, right on your right shoulder."

In her ears, Qin Jiu's voice sounded, and Su Ying's hairs suddenly stood on end.

She turned and grabbed a utility knife from the pen holder, held it in her hand, and turned around with bated breath.

I accidentally touched the book on the table, and the book, the test paper, and the pen fell down and smashed on the floor.

"Ahh Su Ying screamed in fright and rushed out of the bedroom barefoot, "Help! ”

Sister Su Han's room was next door to her, she had just finished taking a shower, she was doing bedtime yoga with a mask, and when she heard her sister's voice, she walked over quickly and opened the door.

"Xiao Ying?"

Hearing the voice, Su Ying turned her face.

I saw a figure whose face was as white as paper and his hair was scattered, and he was suddenly frightened and screamed.

"Ahh

"What's going on?"

Su's father and Su's mother, who lived upstairs, and the servants upstairs all heard the sound and hurried to the second floor.

At a glance, I saw Su Ying wielding an art knife and shrinking in the corner.

The maid turned on the light in the corridor, Su Ying opened her eyes, and saw that it was not a female ghost in front of her, but her own sister, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Coming out with a mask on your head at night, you want to scare me to death?"

Su Han rolled his eyes: "If you don't sleep at night and scream with a knife, you're sick, right?" ”

"Yingying, what are you doing with a knife at night?" Su Mu asked suspiciously.

"I ......" Su Ying lowered her right hand holding the knife, "I...... There are ghosts in the room. ”

"Nonsense." Father Su frowned, "I looked at this house from the master at the beginning, and the feng shui is very good, how can there be such a thing?" ”

"But the real voice in my room, don't believe it, you listen?!"

The crowd listened subconsciously.

Suzu –

The phone in the small living room at the end of the corridor rang suddenly.

In the silence of midnight, the telephone rings at a particularly harsh tone.

The hearts of several people were tight, and the maid trotted into the living room.

After a moment, I grabbed the earpiece and came back.

"Sir, your phone."

Father Su took the earpiece and sent it to his ear, listened to a few words, and suddenly his face changed greatly.

"What...... I see, I'll take a look. ”

Grabbing the earpiece, he rushed into the study in three steps and two steps.

Seeing that his expression was different, the family of three followed up.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Su Han asked.

Father Su turned on the computer, opened the stock market page of his collection, and saw the stock price of Su's real estate above, and couldn't help frowning: "This damn deep hidden." ”

Su Mu leaned her face and saw the stocks on the screen, and she was also surprised: "It's good, how can it fall so much, it's almost 10%?" ”

Su's real estate Fenghuangpo project was officially launched, and Su's stock has risen 5% in the past few days.

Now, it has fallen off a cliff, and it has fallen by 10% all at once, except for the 5% that rose before, and it has lost 5%.

The market value of Sujia Real Estate is tens of billions, and 10% is billions.

Her own company lost billions in an instant, and Su Ying listened to a liver ache.

"Dad, how can this be?"