Limited Time Hidden Marriage

As soon as he stepped into the lobby of the Presidential Palace, Wen Churan felt dizzy.

Surprisingly, this place is still the same as it was five years ago, and even the placement of the furniture has not changed at all.

It was precisely because of this that Wen Churan felt uncomfortable all over.

She suppressed her ups and downs in her mind, and without looking back, she asked Sheng Shimo behind her, "Where's the little milk jug?"

"Why don't you go find it yourself?" Sheng Shi asked coldly.

Wen Churan suddenly fell silent.

Why not find it yourself?

Because this entire presidential palace was a nightmare that penetrated her bones.

Especially the third and fourth floors.

It took all her courage to step here. She could not continue going upstairs. Just looking at the cold stairs was like walking into the mouth of an abyss, which made her feel deep fear.

"Give me my child back!" Wen Churan lost his patience and roared unbearably.

Sheng Shimo replied unusually calmly, "That's my child too."

"No!" Wen Churan turned around and suddenly became excited. Her face turned red and she yelled at Sheng Shimo, "He is not your child! No!"

Sheng Shimo only thought that what she said was angry and didn't care.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, she said helplessly, "Sheng Shimo, I'm not talking angrily, he is really not your child..."

Seeing this, Sheng Shimo vaguely sensed something was wrong, and then he spoke and asked unhurriedly, "You jumped off the cliff five years ago, and the little milk tank is four years old this year. The time is stuck so accurately. If he is not my child, , tell me, whose child he will be!"

Wen Churan took a deep breath and said slowly, "He...is actually my adopted child..."

adoption? !

After hearing this, Sheng Shimo's expression changed instantly.

Even Mucheng's eyes flashed with surprise, as if he didn't expect Wen Churan to say such words.

Sheng Shimo smiled coldly, "Wen Churan, do you think...I will believe your lame lies?"

"Sheng Shimo, I jumped off a cliff five years ago. It's a miracle that I survived. The child in my belly..." Wen Churan's voice suddenly choked up. "How could the child in my belly... be saved?" ! Tell me...how could he still be alive on such a deep cliff?"

This question made Sheng Shimo suddenly stunned.

For a moment, there was something stuck in his throat, choking him so much that he couldn't say anything.

Because Wen Churan's words were so true that people couldn't refute them.

She was alive because of God's blessing. That child... he was still so young and so fragile. How could he be protected with just a belly? !

The entire presidential palace seemed to have fallen into a deathly silence.

Sheng Shimo had a gloomy face, but he looked as scary as a devil.

No matter what happens, this man is always good at hiding his emotions, making it impossible to guess what he is thinking.

This is also the case at this moment.

Wen Churan felt a little uneasy, not sure if he believed it or not.

His pupils swayed slightly, and he suddenly ordered in a cold voice to the servant on the side, "Bring the young prince down!"

After hearing this, Wen Churan secretly took a long breath of relief, and finally let go of his clenched heart.

After a while, the servant appeared in front of everyone holding a little carrot.

The chubby little carrot head was wearing panda pajamas. One hand was held by the servant, and the other hand was dragging a Pikachu doll that was even bigger than him.