Lord Chu’s Wife is Wild

"Didn't you say that he has already cast the soul-dispersing curse on him, and he will never betray me anyway? Why can't I be contacted suddenly?"

Wan Li's voice was very low, even a little irritated.

Zeng Zijuan was already dissatisfied that she couldn't be killed.

Now that she came to find a ghost intermediary, and said that she suddenly couldn't get in touch with that little ghost, could she not be in a hurry?

The ghost intermediary said calmly: "Just now I have contacted other ghosts, and I heard that the little ghost has been sent back to the underworld, Madam, think again, is there any expert to help the little ghost break the soul-dispelling curse? "

"An expert?"

Wan Li was taken aback, she pondered for a while, then frowned and said: "It was a little girl who found that girl today, and their head teacher Teng Shu, one of them is the classroom, and the other is that girl's classmate, I Look, they don't look like tall people either."

"Ma'am, such an expert often hides his secrets."

The ghost intermediary said: "Besides, why did you and the supervisor go in and couldn't find anyone, and the teacher invited a little girl over but could find someone? Most importantly, why did the teacher specifically look for the little girl? Don't you have any doubts?"

"No way?" Wan Li frowned, "The little girl looks like she's only fifteen or sixteen years old, so can she have such great abilities?"

She would not believe that Lu Sheng was an expert.

"Yeah?"

The ghost agent originally thought that Lu Sheng was an expert, but when Wan Li said that she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, he suddenly felt that he might have guessed wrong.

He pondered and said: "Could it be that the little girl has some special abilities, for example, has yin and yang eyes?"

"have no idea."

Wan Li frowned. She took out her mobile phone and was about to call Teng Shu to ask.

Who knows, her phone rang, and it was Zeng Fan calling.

She signaled the ghost agency to stop talking, and then got connected, "Hey, husband, what's the matter?"

"be right back."

Zeng Fan only said four words before hanging up the phone.

Moreover, the tone was very heavy, as if he was trying to suppress his anger.

Wan Li suddenly felt uneasy. She got up and said to the ghost intermediary: "You guys remember to check this matter for me. I still have something to do at home, so I'll go back first."

And here, Lu Sheng looked at the video he sent to Zeng Zijuan, his vermilion lips slightly raised.

When she was filming the video, she specially used sound-isolating symbols to isolate the sound of the outside world, so the sound of the conversation between Wan Li and the ghost intermediary was particularly obvious.

Chu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, but smiled silently.

"It's really lucky today, don't you think?"

Lu Sheng looked sideways at Chu Yan and asked with a smile.

Chu Yan nodded, "It's very good."

Being able to meet her can prove that today's luck is indeed good.

Lu Sheng poked his head out, looked at the back of the ghost intermediary going out, and smiled faintly.

"It seems that the day of Wan Li's retribution is not far away."

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Tseng's.

Zeng Fan was sitting in the living room with a sullen face, holding Zeng Zijuan's mobile phone in his hand.

Zeng Zijuan is a smart person. After she saved the video, she deleted the chat history with Lu Sheng.

Coincidentally, Zeng Fan came back just after she finished watching the new video Lu Sheng sent her.

She was sitting on the sofa, pretending to be pale, staring blankly at the video on her phone.

Zeng Fan doesn't treat his wife very well, but he loves his children very much.

When Zeng Zijuan was young, Zeng Fan often went out to socialize and came back very late every time.

Lin Yan was very dissatisfied with this, and the two had friction because of this.

Once, Zeng Fan got angry and slapped Lin Yan.

Zeng Zijuan, who was only five years old, was frightened and cried loudly. When Zeng Fan saw it, he hugged her and coaxed her softly. He didn't put her down until she stopped crying.