Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Chairman Zhang was speechless for a moment. He was stunned for a long time before he said, "I...I lost it!"

"Lost it?" Wen Churan sneered, "Chairman Zhang is so careless about such an important medicine? And it is in your home, how could it be lost? Did it get stolen by a thief? A thief went to your house to steal something, did he just steal it? These four grams of ammonium are so damn good. Chairman Zhang, you lost four grams of ammonium, and there happened to be four of the men you sent to arrest me!

One or two coincidences are nothing, but when so many coincidences come together, it is not that simple! "

Wen Churan spoke aggressively, giving Chairman Zhang no chance to refute or defend himself. "If you think I have wronged you, I can now produce the autopsy reports of those men, and then invite your attending doctor to confront you." !”

"You...you..." Chairman Zhang was so excited that he was speechless.

Or maybe he has run out of words to defend himself.

Only then did Wen Churan give the order, "Now that the evidence is conclusive, Chairman Zhang's intention to rebel has been confirmed. Let Chairman Zhang be locked up and wait for disposal!"

Several guards swarmed up and took Chairman Zhang away.

Even after walking a long way, I could still hear Chairman Zhang’s unwilling roar, “You’re wronged! I’m wronged!”

The few believers were still kneeling on the ground, wiping away tears and regretting that they had believed in the wrong person.

What's more, there are cheers and praises for Wen Churan coming from around.

After returning to the presidential palace, Wen Churan was exhausted.

The body is not tired, but the mind is tired.

In fact, when performing such a play, she seemed indestructible, but she was still nervous and scared.

Sure enough, intrigue is not for her.

I hope this incident is the first and will be the last.

The little milk jug jumped from the study room and jumped into Wen Churan's arms.

"Mom, I saw it all in the study just now. You did a great job!"

Nothing is more joyful than his son's praise. Wen Churan suddenly felt that all the fatigue had disappeared. He patted the butt of the small milk bottle and said with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment, baby."

At this moment, she suddenly noticed a figure standing at the door of the study.

She took a closer look and realized that the figure was actually Boyce.

Wen Churan was surprised: "You...when did you come here?"

"Not long ago, when you were engaged in acting." Boyce replied calmly.

"Then...how did you get in?"

The door to the Presidential Palace has obviously been blocked by her!

Boyce raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course I have a way!"

How could this man always break into the Presidential Palace without anyone noticing?

Fortunately, he is the son of the Secretary-General and is trustworthy, otherwise it would be too scary.

"Chairman Zhang, what are you going to do?" Boyce suddenly asked.

Wen Churan was stunned, "You ask me?"

Boyce gave her a roll of his eyes and said, "Who am I to ask if I don't ask you?"

"I don't know." Wen Churan looked confused. "I was going to ask you!"

"Execute him immediately!" Little Milk Tank suddenly interjected, "If you dare to hurt me, Mom, this kind of person should die immediately!"

Wen Churan hurriedly covered the mouth of the little milk can, "Bah, bah, bah, children, don't get involved in such bloody topics!"

"How do you want to deal with it?" Boyce asked in a different way.

What does she want to do...?

Put him to death? too cruel!

If I don’t execute him, I’m afraid of causing trouble...