Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Sheng Shimo's lips curved into a winning smile, and he smiled at Wen Churan, "Two identical faces, do you dare to say that this is not my child?!"

Faced with the question, Wen Churan did not panic and replied calmly, "You are wrong. The little milk jug looks nothing like you. This is just your illusion and your imagination!"

Hearing this, Sheng Shimo suddenly chuckled, slightly sarcastically, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Wen Churan, count it yourself. How many pairs of eyes can see here? I am similar to the little milk jug. If I am an illusion and a fantasy, what about them? Could it be that they are also an illusion? Conjecture?”

Wen Churan pointed at the people in the hall and asked, "These are your servants! These are your guards! How dare they say that something like you, the President, is not similar?!"

Sheng Shimo's face darkened instantly.

Then, he tilted his head and glanced at all the servants and guards in the hall with his cold eyes.

The group of servants and guards were immediately frightened and lowered their heads. Even if they were holding back their words, they did not dare to speak out while being stared at by His Excellency the President.

At this moment, Mucheng suddenly jumped out and said, "President Adair, Xiaoran is right, the little milk jug has nothing in common with you. As a bystander, I can see it clearly!"

Wen Churan smiled at Mucheng, grateful for his active cooperation.

Little Milk Tank suddenly shouted, "Big gangster, let me go. I look nothing like you. I'm much more handsome than you!"

Sheng Shimo said nothing, slowly let go of the small milk jug, and then stood up.

Wen Churan said, "Five years ago, I survived, but I couldn't save the child in my belly. I hated myself for being too impulsive and depriving him of his life, so I went to the orphanage and adopted a small milk bottle. First, I wanted to Let the little milk tank stay with me instead of that child. Secondly, I want to give the little milk tank all the love and make up for all my debts to that child. This is the whole truth, do you understand? "

Sheng Shimo didn't make a sound, and the little milk tank shouted, "Mom, am I really adopted by you? No wonder..."

He pretended to cry twice, "No wonder I found a red book in the drawer last time. It seemed... It seemed like some kind of adoption certificate. It turned out that I was really adopted, wuwuwu..."

He is indeed a young actor, and his performance has reached a state of perfection!

Wen Churan was so excited that he almost couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding!

The little milk tank continued to struggle and shouted to Sheng Shimo, "Do you hear me? I was adopted by Mommy. You are not my daddy. Let me go quickly...let me go!"

He was using too much force. The servant looked at Sheng Shimo asking for permission. When Sheng Shimo nodded slightly, the servant understood his hand and slowly let go of his hand.

"Mommy!" After being released from the restraint, the little milk tank exclaimed, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, pounding its two short legs, running towards Wen Churan, and rushed into Wen Churan's body. in his arms.

Wen Churan had already opened her arms, just enough to hold the small milk bottle in her arms, and turned his body back and forth in her hands to make sure that no harm was done. She asked anxiously, "Is there anything wrong?" Comfortable? Has anyone ever bullied you?"

The little milk jug lay on Wen Churan's shoulder and said softly and coquettishly, "No one bullies me..."