Di Nanxuan didn't care about Li Sichen's words.

Putting down the goblet, he got up from the sofa and walked in front of Li Sichen.

The two men are about the same height, and neither loses a single cent in terms of momentum, so when they confront each other, the smell of gunpowder instantly diffuses in the private room.

"What do you want?" Di Nanxuan put one hand in his trouser pocket, leaned forward slightly, and when he spoke, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone and attitude were full of ruffianism.

Li Sichen raised his hand, slapped the document bag he was holding in his hand, and slapped it on Di Nanxuan's chest.

With some force in the action, Di Nanxuan staggered back two steps, and after stabilizing his body, he grabbed the document bag and reached out to take out the document from inside.

After only seeing half of the content, you already know the whole thing.

Li Sichen's cold voice sounded in the private room, "Where is Su Rujin?" ”

Then he found the ancient book in his mother's room, which is a classic that only perfumers can read.

His mother is the world's top perfumer, and the daughter of the choice is a legend among perfumers.

He couldn't find his mother's whereabouts, but when he was investigating Di Nanxuan, he accidentally found Su Yijin.

He is also the world's top perfumer and a former friend of his mother Karen Mok.

Maybe it can help him find the daughter of the choice, or even find the whereabouts of his mother.

"I have no reason to tell you." Di Nanxuan raised his eyebrows, threw the document bag in his hand behind him, and put his free hand back into his trouser pocket, "You are so capable, just check it yourself?" ”

Li Sichen's patience had all worn out, and he reached out and grabbed the collar of Liang Nanxuan.

The hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, his thin lips pursed into a line, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Son, I think you have forgotten that the bar was just seized, and if you don't do it again, this place will be razed to the ground, do you want to see the violent demolition?" ”

"If Li Shao is happy, he can dismantle it casually."

Hearing Di Nanxuan's arrogant words, the corners of Li Sichen's mouth pulled a sneer, "The eldest young master of the emperor family died in a plane crash some time ago, and the emperor family has no heir, I heard that they are planning to find the illegitimate son who has been living abroad for more than 20 years to inherit the family business, look at your broken jar and broken posture, this is ready to go back and recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestors." ”

Hearing this, the cynicism on Di Nanxuan's face instantly retracted and changed to a serious expression.

He forcefully broke his collar out of Li Sichen's hand and tidied up the crumpled clothes.

Di Nanxuan would not want to go back to the emperor's house to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, because his existence was Su Nijin's biggest stain.

A third party who intervenes in someone else's marriage.

That alone is enough to remove her from the ranks of the world's top perfumers.

"She's uncertain, she's always contacted me, and I don't know where she's now."

What Di Nanxuan said is true, and Li Sichen is also well aware of this.

A perfumer who does not hide his identity is, first and foremost, incompetent.

This is also a big reason why he has been searching for so many years, but he can't find his mother's whereabouts.

Unless she takes the initiative to show up, there is a real possibility for him to not find her for the rest of his life.

"I'm waiting for your news." Li Sichen finally threw down a sentence, then turned around and walked towards the door.

The person had already arrived at the door, as if he had thought of something temporarily, he paused, turned around, and looked at Di Nanxuan, "The so-called liking of a six-year-old child can really stand up to scrutiny?" ”

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