Limited Time Hidden Marriage

She suddenly realized that she was lying on the bed. In the dim bedroom, there was no moonlight seeping through the window, and there was no tall figure of the man. Only silence spread endlessly.

Where is Sheng Shimo?

He's missing?

She was clearly standing in front of him, venting all her unwillingness and anger to him.

But in the blink of an eye, he was lying on the bed again.

Was everything that just happened just a dream?

Wen Churan got up from the bed and saw that there was no pillow on the floor that she had thrown away.

It turns out that it was just a dream just now...

Yes, he was already dead, so how could he appear in front of her?

But why did he still invade her dream even though he was dead? Disturbing her mood?

Wen Churan wiped all the eyes from his cheeks and lay on the bed again, but he tossed and turned and could no longer fall asleep.

During the day, with Gu Nanpei by her side, she might be able to hold on and pretend that she didn't care about Sheng Shimo's death.

But now, late at night, she was lying on the bed alone, her heart aching as if it had been torn apart. She closed her eyes and all she could think of was Sheng Shimo's face.

There was his smile towards her, his cry towards her, his anger towards her, and his helplessness towards her.

There are also all the love-hate entanglements along the way from the first time they met until now.

Whether it was the good times she spent with him or the painful memories he gave her, they all came to mind like fragments one by one.

She still hates him.

I hate that he died like this, and that he left all the pain to her alone.

In a daze, I woke up and finally made it to the next morning.

Wen Churan got up, washed up, and opened the door. She was shocked to see people kneeling on the floor.

She took a quick glance and found that the Secretary-General was kneeling at the front, and the others kneeling on the ground were also government officials.

Because she had lived in the Presidential Palace before, she was familiar with them all.

These people are the most respected and worshiped people in a country after the president, and they are symbols of a country's power.

Now, they all knelt down in front of her, an ordinary woman.

"You...what are you doing?!"

The headed secretary-general said, "Miss Wen, we are here to petition."

"What please?"

"I beg you to allow the little milk-pot actor to inherit the position of president."

After the secretary-general finished speaking, a large group of officials behind him also shouted in unison, "I beg you to allow the little milk pot actor to inherit the position of president."

This sound resounded throughout the presidential palace, attracting many servants to hide in corners and peek.

"Are you...are you all crazy? Get up quickly!"

Wen Churan couldn't stand others being like this.

The secretary-general lowered his head and said, "If you don't agree, Miss Wen, we won't get up."

Cheating? Spoiling? Intimidation and inducement?

Sheng Shimo really trained his officials to be exactly like him.

"You are officials of a country, and if you kneel in front of a woman like this, aren't you afraid of being embarrassed if you tell me?!"

"Don't be afraid," the secretary-general said.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people behind him also said in unison, "Don't be afraid."

"You..." Wen Churan said angrily, "Okay, considering you are powerful, if you want to kneel down, then kneel down!"

She was too lazy to care about them and wanted to go directly around them and leave, leaving them kneeling here.

Unexpectedly, they all piled up at the door, leaving her with no way to get off and even get out of the room!