Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Wen Churan was sitting on the sofa, playing with his mobile phone and waiting. After a while, the door of the fitting room was pushed open.

With the clatter of leather shoes on the floor, the first thing she saw was a pair of long, straight legs.

When she looked up again, Sheng Ziyuan had already walked in front of her.

The suit she personally selected, worn on the man, set off his graceful figure, exuding a fatal charm from the inside out.

It just appeared, as if it had its own sound effects, and instantly became the focus of the entire mall, attracting everyone's attention.

Even Wen Churan, who had always seen beautiful men calm and composed, swallowed subconsciously, and heard the exclamations of shopping guides and customers, "So handsome!"

Wen Churan finally recovered from the man's beauty and looked away embarrassedly.

Sheng Ziyuan couldn't wait to ask, "Master, do I look good?"

"Hmm... not bad." Wen Churan glanced at him sideways.

It looked good, but I didn’t wear a tie, which was a bit of a fly in the ointment. She asked, “Where is your tie?”

Sheng Ziyuan raised the tie in his hand, "I don't know how to use such a modern thing."

She forgot that he was Jing Lan now.

Wen Churan took the tie back from the man's hand, stood up and walked to him, wanting to tie it for him personally.

Unfortunately, the man was too tall. She tried her best to stand on tiptoes, but she still couldn't reach him. She could only wave to him, "Come closer."

Sheng Ziyuan bent down very obediently and approached.

Wen Churan's arm holding the tie was wrapped around his neck, as if she was hugging him, in an extremely intimate and ambiguous manner.

Sheng Ziyuan lowered his eyes and stared at Wen Churan. He was a little disgusted when he saw that she was extremely skillful in tying her tie.

"Master, have you tied ties for other men?"

Wen Churan paused slightly and said, "Yes... I've tied it."

"Sheng Shimo?"

Wen Churan didn't answer, but Sheng Ziyuan already had the answer in his heart.

After a moment, she put down her tiptoes and said, "It's perfect now!"

Just when Wen Churan was admiring his work proudly, the shopping guide's respectful voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Your Highness, the VIP area is ready for you."

Your Highness the Crown Prince?

Wen Churan's body trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look, but his head was suddenly held by Sheng Ziyuan's palm, preventing him from moving.

"It's best not to look back." The man leaned into her ear and said.

She raised her eyes and looked at him doubtfully.

He looked behind her and gave a slightly sarcastic smile, "There is a woman standing behind him."

woman…

Sheng Ziyuan's words made Wen Churan's heart tremble uncontrollably. He froze and did not dare to move, and completely lost the courage to look back.

At this moment, she could clearly feel the two figures standing behind her, and she could also imagine how well matched those two figures were, a perfect match in the eyes of others.

"How about this one?"

Sheng Shimo's questioning voice sounded faintly behind him, like a sharp blade piercing Wen Churan's ear and then piercing her heart.

Sheng Ziyuan raised his other hand and caressed Wen Churan's cheek, "Master, your face... is extremely pale."

"Yes...really?" She pretended to be calm, but her voice still couldn't stop trembling.

It sounded like crying.

Sheng Ziyuan's face darkened, and his voice became a little colder, "Master, do you still care about him so much?"

"I..." Before Wen Churan could speak, An's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Adair, I seem to see someone familiar."