Limited Time Hidden Marriage

She didn't wait for him to fulfill his promise, but she waited for the bloody truth.

Looking back on the past, Wen Churan's mood became a little ups and downs, and he felt a trace of sadness wandering through his body.

"Xiaoran, it's still too late for you to go back now."

Mucheng's voice sounded from the side, bringing back Wen Churan's distant thoughts.

Even now, he still wants to stop her.

Wen Churan looked away, turned around and smiled at him, "As a mother, I can't leave my child alone, even if it means going through mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will go."

She spoke easily, but her hands were already clenched into fists, and she even forgot about the pain when her fingers pinched into her palms.

She is not afraid of mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Only this time, it was more terrifying than mountains of swords and seas of fire.

The only good thing is that if Sheng Shimo knew that Little Milk Pot was his child, he would definitely not hurt Little Milk Pot.

Back at the hotel, Mucheng said angrily, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have left him alone in the hotel, but..."

But who would have thought that a man as arrogant as Sheng Shimo would take the initiative to come to the hotel to find him!

Wen Churan washed his face from the bathroom and walked out and said, "I don't blame you. I shouldn't have been lucky and thought that God would favor me after so long."

Unexpectedly, God was on Sheng Shimo's side from beginning to end.

"Let's go and ask for someone now."

She didn't want to drag it out. The longer she dragged on, the more confused her mind would become. It was better to solve it quickly and neatly.

"Now?" Mucheng was a little surprised. He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. "I see that you haven't rested since you came from country E. It's almost eleven o'clock. Let's have lunch first. I'll take you there in the afternoon."

Wen Churan didn't refuse anymore and simply ate some food.

She doesn't have much appetite.

After dinner, I immediately asked to go to the Presidential Palace.

Mucheng looked at Wen Churan from head to toe with an incredulous expression.

He wears a casual sweatshirt on his upper body, a pair of washed jeans, and white canvas shoes. His long hair is casually spread over his shoulders, and there is no makeup on his face.

The dress is not sloppy, but can only be regarded as ordinary.

Even though she has fair skin and is beautiful, she looks good in anything she wears.

But after five years, when you meet your old flame again, you dress up so casually?

Wen Churan lowered his head and glanced at himself, "What's wrong? Am I weird?"

"No." Mucheng thought for a moment and said, "Let's do this. I'll take you to buy some clothes and dress up before going."

After hearing this, Wen Churan felt a little embarrassed, "It's not necessary..."

"It's necessary." Mucheng walked over, took Wen Churan's hand, and wanted to take her out.

But Wen Churan held him back and said, "Mucheng, forget it, I'm going to save the little milk tank, there's no need to bother myself just to see him."

"Xiaoran..." Mucheng turned around.

Wen Churan put on a 'I'm fine' smile and said, "Mucheng, I have no love, no hatred, no expectations for him. If it weren't for the little milk bottle, he would be nothing more than a stranger to me. So...I There is no need to dress up and show off in front of him, it will only show that I still care about him, you know? "

don't know.

Mucheng didn't understand at all.

To this day, he only likes Wen Churan.

He has never experienced unforgettable love, nor has he ever been in pain over a relationship.

So he didn't know what Wen Churan was feeling at this moment.

But he understood that no matter what it was, it would definitely not be comfortable.

Wen Churan pulled his hair twice with his hands and said with a smile, "Let's go..."