Limited Time Hidden Marriage

As soon as he got closer, before he could take any action, Wen Churan suddenly took out a gun and pressed it to his forehead impartially.

The accident happened almost at this moment.

Ya Heng's smile sank, and he froze and did not dare to move, for fear that the bullet would penetrate his head.

He couldn't suppress the surprise in his heart: "Miss, you actually carry a gun with you?"

Wen Churan said coldly, "You are wrong, this is a gun specially prepared for you. From the time you stuffed the note asking me to come to a place like this, I already knew there must be something wrong with you. Why don't you bring something to defend yourself?" OK?"

"Ah...that's it..." The young man suddenly realized it and praised, "I have always thought that the little sister is beautiful and has a good figure, but I have never realized that the little sister is so smart."

Wen Churan smiled contemptuously, "Many people underestimate me, but every time, I can surprise them!"

"Then what do you think, young lady?" The young man blinked his peach blossom eyes without the slightest fear, "Will you kill me with one shot?"

Wen Churan was about to answer his question when a man's anxious call suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Wen Churan!"

The call was so familiar that she already guessed who it was when she heard only the first note.

Turning around, he saw Sheng Shimo's figure appearing outside the factory, leading a group of presidential palace guards here.

Almost instantly, Wen Churan reacted, quickly stuffed the gun into Ya Heng's hand, then lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, and there was no more movement.

Yaheng held the gun and was completely dumbfounded. He didn't understand what Wen Churan wanted to do with his unexpected change.

By the time he came to his senses, the guards had taken the gun away from him and tied him up tightly.

Sheng Shimo knelt down and looked at Wen Churan who was lying on the ground anxiously. He shouted a few times and when she saw no response, he picked her up and hugged her sideways.

He looked at Ya Heng, his cold eyes mixed with anger, "Because we are brothers, I have always turned a blind eye, but now, it is impossible!"

There is no hint of brotherly love in these heartless words.

Ya Heng glanced at the woman in his arms: "Is it for the little sister?"

"Yes." Sheng Shimo admitted without hesitation.

Unfortunately, he didn't notice that the unconscious woman in his arms secretly raised her lips.

After Yaheng was taken away, Sheng Shimo got into the car with Wen Churan in his arms and told the driver to go to the nearest hospital.

Despite this, he was still worried and turned Wen Churan's body over, looking for wounds on her body.

Wen Churan originally wanted to pretend for a little longer, but was almost vomited by the man's torment, so he had to open his eyes and coughed twice weakly.

When Sheng Shimo saw her waking up, he hurriedly asked, "Did Ya Heng do anything to you? Where is it hurt? Where is it uncomfortable?"

The warm feeling of being held in the man's arms made Wen Churan extremely satisfied.

But she still had to pretend to be in pain on the surface, "Yaheng, he...beat me..."

Seeing the woman's face pale and her brows furrowed, Sheng Shimo's heart suddenly throbbed, and he began to search for wounds on her body again. "Where does it hurt? Where did he hit you?"

In the end, after searching for a long time, I couldn't find even a scratched area, let alone a wound.

Wen Churan held his hand tremblingly and said weakly, "Don't...don't find it. There are no wounds...it's internal injuries..."