Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Wen Churan was about to wake up Little Milk Can, but the secretary-general stopped her first and said, "Miss Wen, I'm sorry about something."

matter?

Wen Churan asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Hearing what the secretary-general said, she felt uneasy, fearing that something big would happen again.

I heard the Secretary-General say in an apologetic tone, "That's right. Actually, I already asked my unfilial son at the banquet last night. He... was a little reluctant to work in the Presidential Palace."

Upon hearing this, Wen Churan was stunned, and couldn't help but think of the beautiful back she saw last night, and the man's weak but fierce scolding.

It turned out to be for this reason...

Seeing his temper last night, it didn't seem surprising that he was unwilling to work in the presidential palace.

Wen Churan smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter. Everyone has different ambitions. Secretary-General, don't force him. Let him do what he wants to do."

The Secretary-General let out a long sigh, "He said that he would wait until I grow old to inherit my position as Secretary-General. He originally proposed it, but who knew he suddenly changed his mind!"

"Young people are like this. They have many ideas and naturally change their minds quickly. Secretary-General, please relax. Maybe he will be willing to come to the Presidential Palace soon?"

The secretary-general said angrily, "If he dares to play tricks on me as an old father again, I will have to break his legs!"

While the two were talking, Little Milk Tank woke up, still wearing dinosaur pajamas, with a long tail trailing behind his buttocks, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and walking downstairs on his short legs.

He walked up to Wen Churan and the Secretary-General, bowed to the Secretary-General in a serious manner, and said in a hoarse voice, "Good afternoon, Secretary-General."

Immediately, he fell into Wen Churan's arms again.

The Secretary-General, who had been angry for his son, finally smiled and said, "Good afternoon, President Little Milk Jar."

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After lunch, the little milk can followed the secretary-general into the study. Wen Churan had nothing to do and took advantage of the nice weather to stand in the garden watering the flowers. Gu Nanpei was picking flowers and preparing to make dried flowers that could be used to make tea.

While picking flowers, she kept chattering, and unknowingly she got involved with Sheng Zhixun.

"I'll make a can first and send it to City B. Sheng Zhixun likes to drink scented tea. I've even stored a few cans for him before, but I think he's finished drinking it."

After hearing this, Wen Churan bumped Gu Nanpei with his butt, and teased with a smirk, "Hey, hey! Are you afraid that you miss him? If you miss him, why don't you personally send the scented tea back?"

"I...how did I miss him!" Gu Nanpei's face suddenly turned red, and he said angrily, "I just mentioned it casually, don't get me wrong!"

Wen Churan shrugged, "I just said it casually, so don't get excited."

Gu Nanpei glared at Wen Churan angrily and simply shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Wen Churan suddenly said seriously, "I'm serious. If you miss him, go back and see him. You don't have to stay here with me every day. I guess he misses you too, but he is as embarrassed to admit it as you are." "

"Can he miss me?" Gu Nanpei snorted twice, and said sourly and sarcastically, "He is busy trying to restore Bai Youning's memory, can he still have time to miss me?"

Not mentioning this, Wen Churan almost forgot.

Sheng Zhixun has always wanted Bai Youning to regain his memory, how could he give up so easily.

Without him, I don't know what method he would come up with.