Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Wen Churan rubbed his head, "Maybe they just hope their daughter can become good friends with you."

The little milk jug pouted and said no more.

In the middle of the banquet, Wen Churan had an urgent need to urinate, and the secretary-general asked her to go to the bathroom on the second floor.

Went to the second floor, but there were too many rooms. Wen Churan was afraid that he had already searched one by one and peed his pants before he found them.

She asked the servant on the second floor, who pointed to the other side of the corridor, "It's right in front, just go to the end."

She thanked her and rushed to the end of the corridor.

Unexpectedly, when I reached the end of the corridor, I saw rooms on the left and right, and the doors were all the same. It was impossible to tell which room was the bathroom.

this…

Wen Churan bit her fingers and struggled for a while, then she simply chose the door and pushed in.

As a result, when I rushed in, I saw a bedroom in black and white style. The layout was simple but unique. It was not a bathroom.

Oops, wrong choice.

Wen Churan was a little embarrassed. When he turned around and wanted to go out, he accidentally saw a figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom.

It should be a man.

Why should it be?

Because the figure was facing the floor-to-ceiling window, as if he was admiring the scenery outside the window, all she could see was his back, but from the figure's height and clothing, she could tell that it was a man.

He is about 1.9 meters tall, but his figure is very thin. He straightens his waist, and the lines from his neck to his back and then to his legs are extremely smooth, and the outline of the back of his head is particularly beautiful.

The clear moonlight shining through the window shrouded his whole body, making him look like a god who was about to step on the clouds and leave at any moment.

It was just a glimpse of the back, but it was inexplicably as beautiful as a picture scroll. It was so beautiful that Wen Churan was stunned for a while before he realized it.

She hurriedly explained, "Sorry, I was looking for the bathroom and accidentally pushed the wrong door."

The man was as motionless as a sculpture, and did not respond to Wen Churan for a long time.

Wen Churan suddenly remembered that the secretary-general said that his son was on the second floor.

Could it be that the man in front of him is his son?

Realizing this, Wen Churan cleared his throat and said, "Excuse me...are you the secretary-general's son?"

"go out."

The man finally spoke, but there were only these two words.

The deep voice hit the eardrums, which was particularly beautiful, but a little weak, as if out of breath, but these two words were said simply and decisively.

Wen Churan was stunned.

I didn't expect the man to give such an answer.

Undoubtedly, this was a man who was difficult to get close to, because we were only a few steps away from him, but he felt to Wen Churan as if he were thousands of miles away.

The cold aura emanating from his bones was actually colder than the moonlight, seeming to have lowered the temperature in the bedroom.

But then he thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong. Someone broke into his bedroom for no reason, and of course he would be unhappy.

Wen Churan apologized hurriedly.

The man lost his patience and interrupted her coldly.

"If you're sorry, disappear from my bedroom right now!"

The secretary-general was right, his son's body should not have fully recovered.

Because when this man spoke this sentence, he was somewhat intermittent, as if he couldn't exert much effort and needed to take a breath every few words.

Obviously this sentence was not long, but after he finished speaking, he raised his hands to support the French window, as if these words had exhausted all his strength, and his back was no longer as straight as before.