Limited Time Hidden Marriage

There were two knocks on the door.

The man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window spoke softly.

"Come in."

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open, and the secretary-general walked in. Looking at the man's back, he said, "The President is downstairs. Are you sure you don't want to go down and take a look?"

"I'm not going." The man didn't turn his head, and only said two cold words from his thin lips.

The Secretary-General added, "Ms. Wen mentioned to me before that she intends to let you work in the Presidential Palace. What do you think?"

"Not interested." It was still three cold words without any emotion.

The secretary-general was stunned.

Not interested in?

Obviously before he became a vegetative state, he told himself that he was willing to enter the presidential palace, inherit his position as Secretary-General, and serve Country V.

Why did he change his mind after he woke up?

Strangely enough, the secretary-general discovered that his son's personality had undergone earth-shaking changes since he woke up.

In the past, he was gentle and humble, but now he is taciturn, repelling people thousands of miles away, and always gives people a sense of distance invisibly.

"Anyway, come with me first to meet Miss Wen. She is a unique woman. Maybe you will change your mind after meeting her." The secretary-general advised. He still hoped that his only son could Inherit his position as Secretary-General and continue to protect Country V in his place.

"I will not enter the presidential palace, let alone see her. Please don't interfere with my affairs in the future!" The man spoke every word, and there was anger in his tone, so it was not because of his physical weakness, but he might appear more serious. fierce.

But he exuded a powerful aura that even the Secretary-General was in awe of.

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After the banquet, everyone bid farewell to Wen Churan and Little Milk Can.

On the way back, Little Milk Tank was so angry that his cheeks bulged like a little hamster.

"Mama, I will definitely remember your refusal to save me today!"

Wen Churan leaned over and asked gossiping, "How are you? Have you made friends with any pretty girl? Or scanned the QR code to add her on WeChat or something?"

Little Milk Can snorted coldly, "I used my status as president to scare them all into crying!"

"..."

"My silly son!" Wen Churan stretched out his hand and pinched the face of the little milk can. He simply hated iron and steel. "I asked you to be friends with them, how can you scare them into tears?!"

"I don't want to be friends with them at all!" Little Milk Jar said coldly from her mouth.

Wen Churan was surprised, "My dear, you don't have misogyny, do you?"

"What is that?" Little Milk Can asked curiously.

"It's just... I hate girls, I don't like to be in contact with girls..."

Hearing this explanation, Little Milk Tank hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, no, I don't hate girls, I just hate playing with mentally retarded people, so..."

As he said that, Little Milk Tank suddenly pushed away Wen Churan's hand that was holding his cheek, and hid away like the plague, "So... I want to stay away from you, Mom!"

Hey! This little brat said she was mentally retarded? !

"I dare say you are mentally retarded. You don't plan to eat glutinous rice dumplings in the future, right!" Wen Churan was so angry that he grabbed the small milk jug into his arms and slapped him twice on the buttocks.

Of course, even a gentle lesson is not a real beating.

The next day, the little milk tank was made an exception and could rest all morning.

Before lunch time, the Secretary-General came to the Presidential Palace, and the little milk tank was still sleeping soundly.