Who would be so shameless as to send Wen Mian something like this?
And it just so happens that Wen Mian is also having a stroke of bad luck today.
For her to see these things right before going on stage is clearly an attempt to disturb Wen Mian's state of mind.
The Mo Site by her side was also startled.
But the man reacted faster than Wen Mian.
He quickly crouched down to pick up the Music Box and hurriedly covered the ghost doll.
The laughter stopped abruptly, and only then did Wen Mian breathe a sigh of relief.
"Who is it! So malicious!"
Wen Mian was so scared she couldn't speak.
On the other hand, Mo Site, was angrily slamming the box onto the sofa.
His eyebrows arched, clearly expressing some dissatisfaction.
Fortunately, he was there by Wen Mian's side, so she wouldn't be too frightened.
If it were nighttime, and Wen Mian was alone, the consequences would be unthinkable.
"Who sent this to you?"
Wen Mian didn't speak and took a long time before shaking her head.
