Category: Mansion Attack

Xia Leyang thought to himself that he wasn’t a woman, so where did the sisterhood come from? However, on second thought, he was indeed quite unscrupulous last night. Just for his own pleasure, he sent away the female ghost who had guided him for most of the day. It really had a bit of a…

Xia Leyang slept wrapped in the blanket without specifically getting up to change into his sleepwear. When Shang Tingzhi returned to the room after taking a cold shower downstairs, he saw Xia Leyang wearing his T-shirt. Xia Leyang, like a koala, had his legs tightly wrapped around the blanket, exposing his fair thighs. Images from…

Xia Leyang considered himself a helpful and kind young man. Whenever he saw someone in need, he tried his best to assist. The female ghost seemed lethargic, as if she could disappear at any moment. Xia Leyang had promised to observe the death anniversary for her, but the mood had become so dull that he…

On the day of the death anniversary, the sky was clear, the sun was shining brightly, completely contrary to the scenes in movies. Xia Leyang had thought that the female ghost couldn’t appear during the day. However, as soon as he entered the bathroom to freshen up, he saw the female ghost sitting on the…

If Xu Zhiruo were a police officer from the Chengzhong District Police Station, the suicide of the single woman in the Gu family mansion wouldn’t be a criminal case, and there would be no need to keep it confidential. He helped inquire about it and quickly gained some internal information. Originally, Xia Leyang planned to…

In summer, Xu Zhiruo, a classmate of Xia Tianshui, received a call from Xia Leyang, who bravely invited the police brother to dinner on Sunday. With Xia Tianshui’s prior arrangement and Xu Zhiruo not being on duty that day, he readily agreed. Time quickly approached Saturday. Xia Guohua’s sixtieth birthday celebration was a big event…

After Li Shan left, Xia Leyang resumed searching online for information about the Gu family mansion incident. However, he couldn’t find any information about the identity of the female ghost. The old man in the park mentioned that the female ghost was a secret lover kept by someone. There were also media reports online, but…

Li Shan is a busy person, unlike Shang Tingzhi, who specializes in Feng Shui for luxurious homes. Li Shan not only deals with capturing spirits and ghosts but also takes on various spiritual matters, constantly shuttling around the city and seizing every opportunity to make money. Before Shang Tingzhi moved into the Gu family mansion,…

Shang Tingzhi came out of the study and went to the living room. Usually, Xia Leyang liked to lounge here, watching TV or playing games. If Shang Tingzhi’s work wasn’t too demanding, he would join Xia Leyang in the living room, sitting on the single sofa in the corner, reading a book. Today, Shang Tingzhi…

Xia Leyang slouched on the living room sofa, cautiously shielding the phone screen with his hand, and typed a few words into the webpage. In what situations do men kiss other men? The webpage provided answers: either they are homosexuals or gay. Frowning, Xia Leyang quickly deleted those words and rephrased the question. How can…

When Xia Leyang opened his eyes again, the scene was familiar but blurry. The surroundings were the Gu family mansion, and the furniture and decorations were different from the present, indicating it was the appearance before renovation. A man sat on the living room sofa, holding a glass of wine. Cantonese songs played in the…

Shang Tingzhi snapped his fingers in front of the absent-minded Xia Leyang. “What are you thinking about?” Since waking up from his nap, Xia Leyang had been acting like he’d lost his soul, muttering about seeing ghosts again. Shang Tingzhi walked around his bedroom, finding nothing abnormal except for the chilling temperature of the air…

Shang Tingzhi brought back an ancient book from home, which discussed burial customs during the Tang Dynasty. However, just reading the book wasn’t enough. The next morning, Shang Tingzhi took Xia Leyang to visit an elderly senior. The senior, surnamed Xu, was a retired history professor from the history department, and acquaintances called him Professor…

When Shang Tingzhi finished checking the information and descended from the second-floor study to the first-floor living room, he happened to see Xia Leyang staring at Yang Wenting with a stiff expression. “What are you talking about?” Shang Tingzhi, holding a book under his arm, passed by the coffee table and casually asked. However, before…

After the ceremony, the group arrived at the temporary parking lot next to the construction site. Many luxury cars, including government officials’ cars, were parked here, indicating that the owner of the cemetery, Zhou Runhua, had a considerable social network in Rui City. Shang Tingzhi’s Bentley faced the entrance of the parking lot. When Shang…

Xia Leyang does have a bit of obsession. After all, he has never been in a relationship and gave his first kiss to such a thing, inevitably causing some psychological shadow. But, as he comforted Liu Defa before, he is relatively open-minded and not someone who holds on to things. So, several days after the…

Shang Tingzhi has a fever again. If you were to ask about his current mood? Regret, a lot of regret. Out of all people he could have provoked, he had to provoke the little ancestor surnamed Xia. The little ancestor refuses to let him hug, and up until now, he has been burning for two…

“Using the mouth is definitely out of the question.” Shang Tingzhi couldn’t do it, nor did he have the intention. Although he had witnessed a more thrilling performance than a royal film last night, he was only indulging in the moment and didn’t bother to learn any techniques. No, the current issue wasn’t about his…

The original site of City First High School was located in the city center. This old school had a very small campus, with only an old basketball court and not even a proper 400-meter running track. Compared to some newly built modern schools, it had almost no competitiveness. Now, the school had finally received approval…

The rice in the bowl loses its fragrance instantly. Xia Leyang’s hands shook like the cafeteria aunt serving food, and he looked at Shang Tingzhi in disbelief, asking, “Are you saying that what happened last night wasn’t a dream?” Shang Tingzhi felt guilty in his heart. He pursed his lips, wanting to say a few…