The Plan To Save The Second Female Lead, Complete Failed [GL]

CHAPTER 6

The guests at Su House came very quickly.

Within two days of opening the house, a mother and daughter arrived.
　　
The mother wore the latest fashions of the season from big-name brands, and she dressed up carefully when she went out.

She looked like a pampered lady, but the daughter who followed beside her was also dressed in luxurious clothes, but her face was hard to conceal the tiredness.

Her eyes were green and black, and even her hair exuded a sense of irritability.
　　
The daughter's name is Wen Siyue, and her mother is temporarily called Mrs. Wen.
　　
Mrs. Wen also heard about such a store from Mrs. Kuo's social circle.

She went to temples and Taoist temples that were said to be very spiritual, but to no avail, so she decided to give it a try.
　　
Su's house is located deep in a tourist attraction on a pedestrian street.

The car was parked in a nearby parking lot and had to walk several hundred meters to get there.

Mrs. Wen held a small parasol and took her daughter on the stone road in high heels, which made her feel particularly irritable.

I finally found the address of Su's house by following the house number, but I hesitated again.
　　
Su Zhai does not look like a store, but like a private residence with a closed door.

If it weren't for the word "open" hanging on the side of the mahogany door, she wouldn't have thought it was a store.
　　
Mrs. Wen stepped onto the stone steps and was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, but her daughter pulled her clothes back.

Looking back, she saw her daughter pointing to the door, and there was a doorbell there.
　　
Mrs. Wen took a breath.

She was narrow-minded and looked at the antique house, but in modern society, no one would use the primitive method of knocking on the door.
　　
Mrs. Wen raised her hand and rang the doorbell.

A "ding-dong" sound came from the door, and less than a second later, a "coming" came from inside.

Mrs. Wen shivered.

It was mid-August, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the heat was so intense that people were half dead, but the voice was faint, as if coming from the underworld.
　　
The speaker sounded old and a little hoarse, but what really made Mrs. Wen uncomfortable because the people inside responded too quickly.

As soon as she pressed the doorbell, there was a sound from inside, as if someone inside had been guarding the door.
　　
The door opened inward, and Mrs. Wen saw the person who answered.

Her face was old and she looked like an old woman in her sixties.

She was especially pale and looked as if she was seriously ill.

But after the door opened, Mrs. Wen was even more hesitant.

Inside the house is a typical Jiangnan courtyard structure.

When you step out of the porch, you will find a small courtyard with a bluestone floor.

There are large black-glazed vats on both sides of the road in the middle, with duckweeds floating on them and a few small golden-red fishes.

Walking under the duckweed.
　　
It seems deep and quiet, but in broad daylight, it feels like there is no light.

Looking inside, you can only see a dark room.

The things behind the door can be vaguely seen, but they cannot be seen clearly.
　　
Mrs. Wen took a deep breath, held her daughter's hand tightly, and walked inside.
　　
As soon as she entered, the old woman closed the door.