Chapter 115

Wen churan gave a meal.

If you don't ask, you don't know what quirks this man has!

As soon as I returned to my bedroom, I received a call from Sheng Zhixun.

It said that director Li Zhien specially invited her to dinner at home to show her thanks.

In order to make the play full, Wen churan didn't refuse.

On the second day, he was dressed in a black robe, and his veil covered half of his face.

The taxi stopped outside a luxury villa. Wen churan was taken to his room on the second floor by the servant.

Before he could react, the door was slammed shut by the leaving servant.

Li Zhien likes elegance. A set of teapots are placed on the round table.

Before long, the door was opened.

Li Zhien, dressed in household clothes, came in from the outside.

"Master, please sit down."

After sitting down, Li Zhien looked embarrassed and stopped talking several times.

Seeing this, Wen churan said directly, "Ms. Li, let's talk straight!"

Li Zhien looked at her and seemed to summon up great courage. "Mage, I won't hide it anymore. In fact, please come here today to ask for something..."

Then she suddenly held Wen churan's hand and begged, "mage, only you can see my son, so I hope... You can bend down and marry my son!"

"Ah?" Wen churan was stunned and thought he had something wrong with his ears.

Li Zhien hurriedly said, "as long as you marry in, all my wealth will be inherited by you in the future."

Wen churan was almost choked by his saliva.

"Marry your son? Are you kidding me? "

Li Zhien shook his head seriously, "I'm true."

what the fuck! Marry a dead man? Who is so rare? What wealth!

Wen churan quickly took his hand back and refused without hesitation. "Ms. Li, you should understand that this is impossible."

"Master, just think I beg you. I lost my son in my old age, and the white haired sent the black haired. If my career hadn't supported me, I would have wanted to go with my son! "

Li Zhien sobbed and began to cry.

That sad look is really moving.

Moving face to moving face, this abnormal request, which living person can agree?

Wen churan had no choice but to take off his disguise and frankly said, "I'll tell you the truth. In fact, I can't see your son at all. No matter how you ask me, I can't help it!"

"No way!" Li Zhien didn't believe it at all and became more and more excited. "You can say all about my son's privacy!"

"I..." Wen churan was speechless and his heart was galloping.

After a long time, I dug a hole for myself!

Seeing her resolute attitude, Li Zhien's mood gradually calmed down.

"I offended the mage. I hope the mage will forgive me. Please sit down first."

Wen churan sat down again.

Li Zhien poured her a cup of tea. "Mage, I apologize with tea. Today's incident is regarded as having never happened."

Wen churan couldn't refuse. He took the cup of tea and drank it all at once.

Not long after drinking, there was a blackness in front of me.

Then he fell on the round table and was completely unconscious.

Seeing this, Li Zhien couldn't help smiling strangely.

When Mo Dekong was in her prime, she wanted to talk to Wen churan about her friend Jin Sheng, but she disappeared.

From Sheng Zhixun's mouth, she learned that she was invited by Li Zhien to leave.

"Invited home?" At its peak, Mo Xinsheng questioned.

"Yes." Sheng Zhixun replied positively, "director Li Zhien called me personally."

Sheng Shimo's eyes flashed a light, then picked up his mobile phone and quickly dialed Li Zhien's number.