The Former Wife of Invisible Wealthy Man
chapter-68-1

Although hidden well, the doubts could still be seen from the bottom of his eyes. Fortunately, Qi Xian had a good temperament. If it were someone else, he would have opened the door and walked away.

In order to get through this, Ye Sui summoned her courage and forged ahead.

Since Qi Xian’s father could not remember his name and cause of death in the past, Ye Sui was at a loss while facing Qi Xian. She had to find another way to tell the truth.

“You still don’t believe it?” Ye Sui feigned mysteriousness. “Then I’ll prove my ability to you first.”

Ye Sui and Chen Shu glanced at each other. He looked at Ye Sui, who was forcing herself to turn into a spiritual master.

Luckily, Chen Shu had a strong mental fortitude. His face did not change at all, and he played Ye Sui’s so-called little assistant in an extremely respectful manner.

Ye Sui pointed to Qi Xian’s wallet. “Can you take out the picture in the wallet and put it on the table?”

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Qi Xian hesitated for a moment but opened his wallet eventually. He took out the picture, which was of his dead father.

Qi Xian placed the photo on the table as requested by Ye Sui. “How do you want to prove it to me?”

If Ye Sui could really see ghosts, maybe she could also see the spirit of her father. Qi Xian has some expectations in his heart, but he dared not put too much hope on her.

“I’ll make the picture float.” Ye Sui uttered without any shame.

Qi Xian was dazed and shocked. Since he had enough patience, he did not question immediately but waited for Ye Sui’s next action.

Ye Sui looked at Qi Xian’s father. Although he did not remember anything, he still recalled that Qi Xian was his son.

Knowing that Ye Sui was helping him at this time, he picked up the photo cooperatively.

Qi Xian watched helplessly as the photo floated up from the table without any aid. After a while, it returned to its original position.

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At this moment, he wholly believed that Ye Sui had psychic ability.

“Can you see my father?” Qi Xian’s tone was a little eager.

Ye Sui nodded. “He’s right next to you and looks exactly like the person in the photo.

“But, he has forgotten everything except your name.”

Qi Xian gazed at the empty air beside him. “My father was called Qi Ding. And since he died in a car accident, I didn’t see his face before death.”

Qi Xian smiled bitterly. “My father was against me for entering the entertainment circle. Our relationship had fallen to the freezing point a long time ago.”

Qi Ding felt that Qi Xian was not doing his job properly. As a result, he always wanted Qi Xian to return home and inherit his family business. After he violated his wishes repeatedly, their father-son relationship almost broke down.

Qi Xian wouldn’t go home too often. Qi Ding was also busy with his work, so their home was not exactly home.

It was not until Qi Ding had an accident that Qi Xian regretted and blamed himself. He initially thought that they still had a lot of time, and no one tried to mend their father-son relationship, which brought them to this point today.

Ye Sui was silent and listened to Qi Xian attentively. When he finished talking, she opened her mouth.

“The first time I saw your father’s spirit was at your last concert.”

Qi Xian was stunned again. He asked incredulously, “What did you say?”

Qi Ding did not support Qi Xian’s work at all, even believing that Qi Ding hated his career. How could he have imagined that Qi Ding would watch his concert?

Ye Sui: “I saw your father wandering outside your concert hall all the time. He couldn’t find the entrance, but he was afraid of missing your concert.”

Because of Qi Xian’s tale, Qi Ding’s memory gradually returned, and he began to remember everything.

Qi Ding shifted his gaze to Ye Sui and said, “Please help me tell Qi Xian that I have seen his every concert. I just want to tell him that I will always support him.”

Ye Sui told Qi Xian precisely what his father said, and Qi Xian’s expression changed from stupefaction to grief-stricken.

In the end, Qi Xian was not able to hold back his tears. “Sorry, I lost my temper.”

Ye Sui nodded. “I understand.”

When Ye Sui looked at Qi Ding, his soul had begun to become transparent. She couldn’t bear to ask, “You are going to disappear. Is there anything else you wish to say?”