Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Wen Churan, since you have put a thorn in my heart, I will also let you taste the feeling of being stung.

An thought this in her heart, and the smile on her lips deepened.

Sure enough, Wen Churan's face became extremely ugly, and even the hand holding the chopsticks could not control the trembling.

All the food suddenly became bitter when it entered the mouth.

She hurriedly took a few bites of food and just wanted to leave this place quickly.

However, just as he stood up, An across from him asked, "Miss Wen, aren't you going to eat?"

Wen Churan tilted his head, unable to look directly at her, "Well, I'm full, please take it easy."

"Ms. Wen, are you hiding from me?" An couldn't help laughing. "I told you it doesn't matter. Why are you hiding from me?"

Wen Churan frowned and said, "I'm not avoiding you."

"But you are avoiding me?" An said in a puzzled tone, "Ms. Wen, I am not a wolf, tiger or leopard. What are you afraid of? Could it be that I can eat you?"

Her words seemed like a joke, but in fact every word and every sentence was a question.

As if she couldn't get an answer, she would never let Wen Churan leave, and might even keep asking.

She knew that Wen Churan felt guilty, but she still wanted to ask questions knowingly, and forced Wen Churan to admit it himself.

And how could Wen Churan not understand what An meant.

Her body was stiff, and she could neither leave nor stay for a while.

Forget it, since I do feel guilty, why not admit it?

"That's right." Wen Churan raised his head and looked directly at An.

She saw a flash of surprise in An's eyes, and was about to speak again.

As a result, before he could make a sound, he was interrupted by a call from afar.

"Wen Churan!"

Wen Churan and An turned their heads to look at the same time and saw a slender figure approaching in the distance.

Who else could it be besides Sheng Shimo?

He walked straight to Wen Churan, grabbed her arm, and pulled her behind him. Then he looked at An opposite him coldly, as if he was protecting a young child.

Seeing this, An stood up slowly, his face becoming a little ugly.

Sheng Shimo frowned and said coldly, "I am the one who terminated the wedding. She does not need to feel any guilt towards you."

Wen Churan was startled and hurriedly grabbed Sheng Shimo's sleeve to signal him to stop talking.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Shimo just patted the back of her hand, as if to comfort her not to worry, and then asked An coldly, "Why are you here?"

This sentence shows no mercy at all.

Even Wen Churan felt embarrassed when he heard it.

Not to mention An.

Her face was pale, and her fingers were clenching the edge of the dining table, trying to maintain her composure.

What's more, Wen Churan was still here. She didn't want to admit defeat at all, so she forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

"Adair, have you forgotten that I am still your fiancée? Is it strange to be in the presidential palace?"

"Really?" A contemptuous smile appeared on Sheng Shimo's lips, and he said slowly, "Don't worry, I will give you the document to terminate the engagement as quickly as possible."

In an instant, An's smile completely broke, and something seemed to be broken in her eyes.

Wen Churan couldn't listen anymore and grabbed Sheng Shimo's arm and dragged him out hard.

Seeing the two figures disappear completely from the restaurant, An's body seemed to have been drained of all its strength. She fell down on the chair, covered her cheeks with her hands, and started sobbing softly.