Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Seeing that he was too sleepy to speak, Mucheng ended the topic, patted his back and coaxed softly, "Go to sleep..."

In the darkness, the little milk tank's breathing rose and fell, accompanied by small snores, and he slept extremely soundly.

But Mucheng couldn't sleep, and the eyes he opened were deeper than the darkness.

In fact, for the past five years, he has always regarded the little milk jug as his own. How could he give it up so easily?

What did that man do?

Did you take care of Xiaoran who gave birth? Have you ever welcomed the arrival of a small milk jug?

Or should I say, have you changed the diapers of the small milk jug and prepared the milk powder?

No, he doesn’t have any!

If you haven't accomplished anything, why should you get a son for nothing?

The next day, Mucheng went out with Xiao Youtiao for something. Before leaving, he told Xiao Milk Can to stay at the hotel.

Yesterday, I played too hard and was exhausted. After falling asleep in Mucheng's arms, I was carried directly to the bed without even taking a shower.

When I wake up now, the sweat has dried and is extremely uncomfortable sticking to my body.

Little Milk Tank pulled out clean clothes from the suitcase, hugged her little yellow duck toy, and rushed into the bathroom to wash herself.

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A group of children had just filed out of the study room, and the secretary-general asked again, "Your Excellency, there is the child you want to find here."

In fact, this is a completely redundant question.

You can tell just by looking at Sheng Shimo's gloomy face.

Seeing this, the Secretary-General couldn't help but said, "Your Excellency, the group just now is the last group of children in the capital. If there are not yet, I'm afraid... there really will be none."

"There is another one." Sheng Shimo seemed to suddenly remember something. He stood up from the desk and said with strange determination, "There is another child, I have never seen it."

The secretary-general was confused.

And a child?

who?

He has obviously collected all the children in the capital, and he is 100% sure that none of them are left behind!

Sheng Shimo ordered in a cold voice, "Call President Mucheng and ask him to bring that child from Country E!"

"The kid who missed out on the audition?"

"Well, it's him."

Recalling that when the kid from Country E missed the audition, it happened to be when he had an asthma attack.

He has met all the children in the audition, including children in the entire capital, but he has never met that child.

When all the coincidences collide, it becomes more than just a coincidence.

This is enough to show that his inner suspicion is correct.

At the same time, the secretary-general hung up the phone and said, "President Mucheng's phone number is not available at the moment. How about... contact him later?"

"No need." Sheng Shimo's figure had already walked around the desk and walked towards the door. "I will go see him in person."

The Secretary-General was startled and hurriedly followed him: "Your Excellency, President... you have a meeting to be held later..."

Sheng Shimo walked very fast and said "postpone" without looking back.

The secretary-general stood outside the study, scratching his head in confusion.

I had always disliked that kid from country E, but now I wanted to see him whenever I wanted, and he was as anxious as a monkey.

Sure enough, the president’s thoughts can never be guessed.

Sheng Shimo ordered the driver to rush to the hotel as quickly as possible. The receptionist at the front desk told him that Mucheng had been busy in the morning and had not returned yet.

"Where is the child he brought?" Sheng Shimo asked.

The receptionist replied, "I saw that when President Mucheng left, there was only a teenager behind him. The kid seemed to be still in the hotel."