Chapter 116

After connecting, Shengshi Mo didn't mention Wen churan. Instead, he first asked, "director Li, I still need to talk to you about the new play. Are you free now?"

Li Zhien on the other end of the phone hesitated. "Sorry, I'm busy now. I'm not at home for the time being. Let's talk next time."

Not at home?

When he was in full bloom, his eyes were cold and quietly hung up the phone.

But I already have the answer in my heart.

There is something wrong with your intuition!

The ghost matchmaker held a burning candle and walked to the second floor step by step.

Li Zhien followed him and asked cautiously, "can you handle it?"

The ghost matchmaker smiled hoarsely. "Ms. Li, while she is unconscious now, you can take her hand and press the fingerprint on the ghost marriage consent, but this is only the first step. To really hold the ghost wedding ceremony, you also need her birthday eight characters. You can investigate or press questions. "

"As long as I get her birthday, she can be my son's wife?"

"The wife belongs to the wife. If you want to keep her for a long time, you still need to find a way by yourself."

There are many ways to imprison, or threaten

In the conversation room, it has been on the second floor.

They were going to the room where Wen churan fainted, but suddenly they heard a call downstairs.

"Director Li Zhien."

The icy sound was like coming from the depths of hell.

Li Zhien turned his head and looked back. When he saw who the owner of the voice was, he suddenly trembled.

Before he could react, the man stood in front of her, as fast as the wind.

A breathtaking aura followed.

In his prime, Mo seemed to inadvertently look at the ghost matchmaker, and the corners of his mouth aroused Sen's cold smile.

"Director Li Zhien, you look really busy."

Men's words are like needles.

How could Li Zhien expect that Mo would suddenly appear in the prime time, so he had to pretend to be calm. "I'm very busy and need to be busy with my son's ghost marriage."

In order to prove what she said was true, she also specially pointed to the ghost matchmaker next to her.

Sheng Shimo frowned slightly and lost his patience. "Where is Wen churan?"

"Who?" Li Zhien was puzzled

The man's breath is slightly heavy "mage ah ran!"

What a mess of names did this woman get!

Li Zhien could not help feeling guilty. "Dharma... Mage? Why is she with me? "

"Really? But how did I hear that you invited her home. "

In his prime, Mo stared at her condescending and asked her calmly.

His disdainful eyes seemed to be laughing at her lame lie.

Li Zhien was speechless for a moment.

The ghost matchmaker hurried aside and said, "Mr. Sheng, mage a ran did come. She just left after lunch. I watched her leave with my own eyes."

The man kicked her straight before he saw her.

The ghost matchmaker quickly flew out, hit the wall hard, and then slipped to the ground.

The candle in her hand lit her robe. She screamed and rolled wildly on the ground.

Everything happened so suddenly that Li Zhien retreated in fear.

In his prime, Mo slowly tidied up his sleeves, as if he was not the one who had just made such rude moves as kicking people.

"If you don't hand it over, I'll have to find it myself."

The man's tone is command, not consultation.

Then he bypassed Li Zhien and began to look for each room on the second floor.

The door opened one after another, but I couldn't see the figure of Wen churan's woman.