Limited Time Hidden Marriage

The little milk jug is right.

In any case, we have to meet him first.

The secretary-general's son is quite mysterious. For so long, no one knows what his true face is, and he has refused to show his face.

This time he must be caught for his act.

Wen Churan was sitting on the sofa, drinking tea and eating snacks. She felt a little bored. There was a TV in the hall but she didn't dare to watch it for fear of alerting others, so she could only check her phone.

As he brushed and brushed, Wen Churan's vision became increasingly blurry and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Soon, he couldn't hold it any longer and fell asleep directly.

I don’t know how long I slept, but I just felt that in my sleep, I felt a weight on my body, as if something was pressing down on me.

She woke up instantly and realized that she had fallen asleep accidentally. She hurriedly sat up straight and happened to see a man appear on the stairs.

Because the man was walking towards the second floor, all Wen Churan could see was his back.

But it was this back view that made Wen Churan freeze his gaze.

She knows this figure!

Slender, weakened, lonely, slightly weak.

It was the back figure she saw when she broke into the wrong room at the last party.

Therefore, the man in front of me is the secretary-general's son, who has never been seen before - Boyce!

Wen Churan got up from the sofa in excitement. She didn't know what suddenly slipped from her body. She looked down and saw a blanket lying at her feet.

Looking at the blanket falling off her body, and then looking at the back figure on the stairs, she suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Mr. Boyce, please stay!"

Hearing this call, the man on the stairs stopped suddenly.

Wen Churan immediately picked up the blanket on the ground, held it tightly in his hand, stared at the man with only his back on the stairs, and asked softly, "Did you cover me with this blanket?"

"No." The man's tone was cold, but his voice was slightly soft.

Wen Churan had also heard the secretary-general's wife mention it before, saying that although her son had regained consciousness, he had been seriously injured after all, so he had left some root causes of the disease and his body had always been very weak.

This can be detected from his slow footsteps and slightly weak voice.

Therefore, Wen Churan also lowered his voice and said, "Since you have gone downstairs, can I have a face-to-face chat with you?"

"I said, I don't want to see you." The man was already getting impatient.

Wen Churan didn't speak anymore, but tiptoed towards the back.

Although she didn't want to do this, she had no choice but to do so. He didn't want to see her, so she had to force herself to meet him.

However, before Wen Churan could get closer, the man seemed to notice her movements and suddenly shouted angrily, "Don't come near me!"

Wen Churan was suddenly frightened and stopped, swallowing nervously.

"Well...I don't mean to offend, I'm just curious...why have you always been reluctant to face me?"

Even if you hate her, you won't even want to look at her face, right?

She didn't have any deep grudge against him.

At this time, the man only heard a cold smile: "There are many people who want to see me every day, do I have to go see them all one by one?"

So narcissistic.

But these narcissistic words made Wen Churan feel inexplicably familiar.

Why it was so familiar, she couldn't remember for a while.

"Mr. Boyce, you misunderstood. I don't want to see you out of selfish motives."