Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Seeing Sheng Shimo...

With just one glance, Wen Churan seemed to have returned to five years ago.

On the edge of the cliff, the cold wind was biting, but it could not dry her surging tears.

Looking at the abyss, it was like the bloody mouth of a beast.

When she jumped down, it seemed that there was a voice lingering in her ears.

That was her inner voice, saying: Die... Die... As long as you die, there will be no pain, as long as you die, you can get rid of the heavy shackles.

Wen Churan spent five years trying not to forget that feeling of despair, and at this moment, it came back again.

A deep fear quickly broke out of the ground, took root, and stretched wildly from the bottom of her heart, as if it had turned into an invisible big hand, tightly strangling her neck, and the suffocating pain penetrated into her bones.

Then, her legs softened and she staggered backwards.

Fortunately, Mu Cheng was behind her and supported her in time, so that she did not fall in embarrassment.

Hearing her heavy breathing, Mu Cheng hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

Wen Churan calmed down her agitated mood, tilted her head and smiled at Mu Cheng, "I'm fine."

How could she be fine? He heard her voice trembling.

This scene fell clearly into Sheng Shimo's eyes, and his face darkened instantly.

Wen Churan stood up straight and said to Sheng Shimo in the calmest voice, "I'm here, you can give me back the milk can."

Sheng Shimo's eyes were cold, like a sharp blade, sweeping her from head to toe. Finally, he looked straight into her eyes, opened his thin lips, and said slowly, "After five years of not seeing each other, this is all you can say to me?"

Hearing this, Wen Churan's mouth curled up with a contemptuous smile, "What? What do you want me to say, say...long time no see?"

As soon as these words came out, all the guards gasped.

The old guards who knew Wen Churan before were even more surprised.

After not seeing each other for five years, Miss Wen has become more eloquent.

Sheng Shimo's handsome face was as indifferent as before, but there seemed to be a dark tide in his eyes, staring at her with a torch-like gaze, burning and devouring her like a raging fire.

Wen Churan ignored his gaze and didn't want to deal with him any more, so she walked directly into the gate of the presidential palace.

Seeing this, a group of guards hurried forward to block her way.

"Get out of the way!" She roared, with a fierce momentum, like the mistress of this presidential palace.

She was indeed almost the mistress here, and those old guards didn't dare to act rashly because they knew it, and could only look at Sheng Shimo for instructions.

Sheng Shimo didn't say anything, just lowered his eyes slightly, and the group of guards understood what the president meant, and retreated one after another, making way for Wen Churan.

Wen Churan walked in alone, followed by Sheng Shimo and Mu Cheng, as well as a large group of guards.

The mighty army made her look like a queen.

Along the way, the servants who saw her all had a different expression.

Almost instantly, the entire president's office began to talk and whisper.

"Miss Wen! Miss Wen is back!"

"So she is Miss Wen..."

"Oh my God! Miss Wen is really not dead!"

"Where is she? Where is she? Where is Miss Wen, whom I have been curious about for half a year?"

"Wow! She is so beautiful!"

"Alas... The president has been looking for her for five years, and now he has finally found her."