I Called a Ghost House Ghost Wife, and Became a Sensation
After being blacklisted for three years, I’m forced to join a horror variety show.
The production team tells me to summon a pencil spirit in a haunted house. I shout lazily, “Pencil spirit, pencil spirit, are you my wife?”
The air suddenly falls silent, and the candles flicker wildly.
A figure in red slowly appears. Her cold fingers brush my neck. “Husband, I’ve been waiting for you for so long.”
The livestream explodes. My legs go weak with fear. “Wait, I was joking!”
But the red-clad ghost king chuckles. “I wasn’t.”
The next day, I’m famous across the internet, and my manager is begging me to renew my contract.
Meanwhile, the ghost king who’s latched onto me is lounging on my sofa, eating potato chips. “Husband, what variety show are we doing today? How about a dating show?”
