Because she couldn't rely on the system, Wen Yan had consumed too much mental energy telling fortunes for Little Peach Bunny and Yan Shu.
Now, she felt exhausted all over, her chest tight and suffocating.
Her abilities were rapidly declining.
She needed to replenish her mental energy before she could fight again.
However, the look in Miao Daoxing's eyes just now made it clear that he had no intention of letting her off easily.
Miao Daoxing glanced at Yan Shu. "Ms. Yan, you just need to go back and do a DNA test to know your husband's true identity."
With that said, his gaze returned to Wen Yan. "The real showdown between the two of us is about to begin. Miss Wen, are you ready?"
Before Wen Yan could say anything, Miao Daoxing pressed the remote control in his hand.
The center of the stage suddenly sank.
It happened so fast that Wen Yan and Jiang Nan had no time to react before the three of them quickly disappeared from the audience's view.
Si Moyan and the Si family's expressions drastically changed, and they all jumped to their feet.
Si Moyan's sharp eyebrows furrowed tightly, his face cold and grim. He stretched his long legs and sprinted toward the stage.
The netizens watching the live stream were instantly bewildered.
Yan Shu's matter hadn't been resolved yet, so why had the host and the contestants all disappeared?
Beneath the lifting platform was a room made of bulletproof glass.
It was completely sealed on all sides. The glass doors were tightly locked by high-tech controls, and no one inside the glass room could get out.
Jiang Nan frowned deeply. "Miao Daoxing, last time you funded the production team to build this glass room, you said it would be of great use. We did as you asked. Now, without even discussing it, you've locked me in here. What exactly are you trying to do?"
Miao Daoxing took a video camera from a cabinet in the glass room and handed it to Jiang Nan.
"What comes next is the true contest between Wen Yan and me. You just need to record the video well. I promise it will be more exciting than the previous episodes!"
Outside the glass room, Wen Yue and the Wen family walked over.
Holding a magnetic card, they lightly swiped it on the sensor and entered the glass room one after another.
Jiang Nan was completely baffled.
Miao Daoxing took out a bell from his waist and began chanting a spell.
Wen Yan had consumed too much mental energy, and this was her weakest moment.
He wanted to take this opportunity to draw out her soul.
The sound of Miao Daoxing's chanting floated in Wen Yan's ears like a demonic incantation. Her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
Her breathing also became rapid.
She wanted to fight back, but her entire body was powerless.
Wen Yan clenched her hands into fists and used all her strength to swing at Miao Daoxing.
But with a shake of Miao Daoxing's bell, her internal organs began to ache with heart-wrenching pain.
"Otherworldly soul, possessing another's body, the time has come, leave at once..."
When Si Moyan and the Si family found the glass room, they saw Wen Yan with a deathly pale face, her legs giving way as she collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood.
Si Moyan had never seen Wen Yan like this—pale, weak, in pain, and struggling.
In his impression, she had always been vibrant, strong, omnipotent, and bright.
Si Moyan's heart instantly felt as if it had been tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand.
A touch of scarlet dyed the depths of his long, narrow, dark eyes.
He tried to pull the glass door open, but it wouldn't budge.
Old Master Si, Si Jingyi, and Si Youyou were also constantly beating on the glass.
However, the special glass was extremely soundproof, and the people inside couldn't hear the commotion outside at all.
Si Moyan looked at Wen Yan, who was curled up in agony on the ground, holding her head in her hands. His breathing was heavy, and his chest heaved violently.
He closed his eyes, trying his best to restrain his emotions and forcing himself to calm down.
Even if they bruised their hands from beating on the door, they still wouldn't be able to open it.
Si Moyan quickly scanned the surroundings of the glass room. He seemed to have noticed something, pressed his thin lips together tightly, and said, "Second Boy, hurry up and find me a laptop."
This kind of door was controlled by high technology.
In less than five minutes, Si Jingyi brought over a laptop.
Si Moyan's slender fingers, with veins bulging, typed rapidly on the keyboard.
His facial contours were tense, his jawline sharp and cold, and cold sweat kept dripping down his forehead.
While wiping the sweat for Si Moyan, Si Youyou was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes.
Please don't let anything happen to my sister-in-law.
She didn't want her sister-in-law to leave, and she certainly didn't want the previous sister-in-law to come back!
Soon, Si Moyan used his hacking skills to force the door open.
Si Moyan threw the laptop aside and rushed in with a few large strides.
He clenched his large hand into a fist and swung it forcefully at the face of Miao Daoxing, who was still casting his spell.
Miao Daoxing was knocked to the ground.
Just as Si Moyan was about to throw a second punch, dozens of bodyguards arranged by the Wen family rushed over.
Miao Daoxing stood up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and signaled the bodyguards to step back.
"It seems that President Si has already fallen in love with this otherworldly soul. Even knowing that she is not your real wife, you still want to forcefully keep her in this world!"
Miao Daoxing curled his lips and smiled wickedly. "But you are a step too late."
Holding the camera, Jiang Nan's mind was in turmoil. "Miao Daoxing, what on earth is going on?"
Miao Daoxing pointed at Wen Yan, who was curled up in a corner in extreme agony. "She is not the real Wen Yan. Her body contains an otherworldly soul. I will immediately summon the real Wen Yan's soul back and let the original owner return to her rightful place!"
Jiang Nan was not overly shocked or surprised.
After all, she was the host of a supernatural variety show and had a relatively high acceptance of bizarre things.
If Wen Yan was truly an otherworldly soul, she indeed ought to be exorcised!
Si Moyan walked to the corner and pulled Wen Yan, who was vomiting blood and trembling incessantly as if enduring immense pain, into his arms.
"Yan Yan, Yan Yan, wake up..."
No matter how Si Moyan called out, the woman in his arms did not respond at all.
An unprecedented sense of panic and chaos spread through Si Moyan's chest.
Seeing this scene, Si Jingyi and the others moved to attack Miao Daoxing.
"What did you do to my sister-in-law? Restore her at once!" Si Jingyi tried to throw a punch at Miao Daoxing, but before he could even touch him, he was pushed away by the Wen family's bodyguards.
A cold and ruthless glint flashed in Old Master Si's aged eyes. He immediately sent a message, ordering the Si family's bodyguards to head to the TV station.
If his eldest grandson's wife could not come back today, neither the Wen family nor Miao Daoxing would leave here alive!
...
Wen Yan's soul felt as if it were being forcibly extracted from her body by an invisible force.
Her internal organs felt as if they were burning in a raging fire.
It hurt so much...
Her eyes gradually became unfocused, and suddenly, she entered a world of darkness.
She wanted to walk out, but she couldn't escape no matter how hard she tried.
For the first time, she felt helpless and terrified.
She lifted her legs and ran forward with all her might.
She didn't know how long she ran, but suddenly, a golden light flashed before her eyes, and she appeared in a delivery room.
Wah~
The cry of a baby rang out.
She walked over to take a look, and to her surprise, it was—
