Chapter 114

The ghost matchmaker in a flower robe wore a high hat, and her wrinkled face was covered with a thick layer of white powder, white as a ghost.

In sharp contrast, her crimson lips seemed to have just drunk blood.

Hidden in the shadow of the candle, she muttered a string of spells.

After that, open your eyes slowly.

In the dark foggy bedroom, only candles flickered.

The man on the black-and-white portrait seemed to be smiling coldly.

"How's it going?" Li Zhien, sitting aside, asked nervously.

The ghost matchmaker's voice was very hoarse. "Ms. Li, since you met a master who can understand ghosts and gods, why don't you invite her back?"

Li Zhien sighed, "the mage is unfathomable. It's not something ordinary people like me can invite."

"Then find a way to get her!" The ghost matchmaker grinned like a ghost climbing out of hell. "She can see your son and communicate with your son. As long as you have her, won't you be able to keep your son with you forever? "

Li Zhien's eyes brightened. "Then... What should I do?"

The ghost matchmaker whispered, "any means can be used, such as... Let her be your daughter-in-law..."

Any means can

Li Zhien's bright eyes gradually became gloomy.

The next morning, Wen churan bounced to knock on the door of the ink in full bloom.

"Come in."

A man's slow voice came from the study.

She opened the door and first poked a small head in.

The man sat at his desk, his slender fingers pounding on the computer keyboard.

The gold framed glasses on the bridge of the nose called him gentle.

But there were only four words in her head - Sven scum!

"What's up?" When he was in full bloom, Mo tou didn't lift his head, so he knew it was her.

"Guan Erya's business is done. Can I bring someone into Sheng?" Wen churan asked.

Seeing that the man was not in the mood to answer for the time being, she continued, "she has acting experience and excellent acting skills. If you mind, it's OK to start from a small role. I think so. Otherwise, in the new play directed by Li Zhien, I will arrange a role for her. "

After a moment of silence, the man stopped his action and looked up at her.

Then he hooked his finger to her and said, "come in."

She didn't want to be too close to him, but she had to bear it in order to sing an song!

As soon as I entered the study, I listened to the man's command, "sit down on the sofa."

Wen churan sat down on the sofa and stared at him seriously.

He folded his legs, put one hand on the European wooden chair and tapped the desk with the other hand.

A pair of eyes locked her on the sofa as if she were looking at a prey.

"Who are you bringing in, man or woman?"

"Female."

"Your friend?"

"Friend, good friend."

"What do you do?"

"Ordinary office workers sometimes go to the crew to act as a runaway."

After answering a few questions, Wen churan suddenly found something wrong.

He was interrogated by a man like a prisoner.

In his prime, Mo Wei nodded and said thoughtfully, "it's a woman, you can."

Wen churan was confused. What is a woman?

"Can't it be a man?"

"Yes." Sheng Shimo suddenly stood up, as long as jade, and answered very seriously.

Seeing that he was ready to leave, Wen churan hurried behind him, "why can't it be a man?"

"No why." The man hurried out of the study without the slightest hesitation.

She trotted to catch up with him.

"Are you sexist?"

"No."

"Sheng's lack of women?"

"Neither."

"That's... You lack women?"

Sheng Shimo said coldly, "if you guess again, I'll seal your mouth!"