Zeng Fan suddenly remembered that once, when he returned to the bedroom because he forgot a document, he happened to see Wan Li opening the cabinet.
Moreover, when he entered, Wan Li hurriedly closed the cabinet. Her expression was even a bit anxious.
As he was busy returning to the company for a meeting, he did not pay much attention.
Now that he thought about it, Wan Li should have raised the little ghost there.
He returned to his bedroom expressionlessly and opened the cabinet that Wan Li often used.
Inside was a doll with a strange smile. In front of the doll was an incense burner with three apples.
"Father, how did you know it was here?"
Zeng Zijuan, who followed him in, looked at him in surprise.
Zeng Fan turned his head and looked at her. "Juan Er, can you invite your classmate to our house tomorrow night?"
"I'll try." Zeng Zijuan pursed her lips. "I'm not very close to her. I don't know if she'll come over."
