Limited Time Hidden Marriage

At this moment, An's heart was filled with hatred, which even overwhelmed all her rationality.

She put her hand on the woman's palm without any hesitation, and kept muttering "Revenge! Help me to get revenge! I want to make Wen Churan live a life worse than death!"

The moment of touch, the white light in the palm flashed like lightning, like a sharp blade, passing through the air, dividing the world.

The strange phenomenon was like signing a mysterious agreement with the devil with life.

Then, the woman floating in the air suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke, and slowly penetrated into her body from An's fingertips.

Finally, the prison returned to peace.

But An, who was huddled in the corner, had his originally dead eyes instantly stained with red blood.

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Wen Churan didn't give up and tried to escape several times. After a series of failures, she finally understood that she couldn't escape. As long as Sheng Shimo was there, she couldn't escape in this life. She simply stayed in the Presidential Palace and waited for Mu Cheng to pick her up. At least there was something to look forward to.

Since the last press conference, the promotional video has entered the formal shooting.

Every morning, Xiao Youtiao would take Xiao Nai Guan to the crew and shoot until dark before returning. Sometimes it was even delayed until midnight.

Wen Churan felt distressed, but there was nothing she could do. Being an actor is like this. She remembered that she had also been in the entertainment industry and had stayed up all night. She still remembered that she had just met Gu Nanpei at that time. She didn't rest until late at night after filming. As a result, she was woken up by her at four or five in the morning to go to the recording studio to record songs.

Thinking of Gu Nanpei, Wen Churan's mood became melancholy again.

I don't know how she and Xiao Zhixun are doing.

Wen Churan didn't want to disturb their lives anymore, so she didn't plan to contact them again, just let them... think she was really dead.

It must have been five years, and no matter how much sadness there was, it should have passed.

In the morning, Wen Churan was awakened by the noise outside the bedroom. Based on her experience of living in the Presidential Palace for a period of time, something must have happened.

She stretched and opened the door after washing up. Suddenly, she saw that the entire Presidential Palace was agitated. A large number of guards and servants kept walking back and forth in the Presidential Palace. Their footsteps were extremely hurried and flustered, and they looked anxious as if they were looking for something.

The man in military uniform who had "invited" her back to the Presidential Palace at the airport was also there. In this seemingly urgent situation, when he saw Wen Churan, he still remembered the etiquette and bowed to greet him, "Miss Wen, good morning."

Wen Churan hurriedly called him and asked curiously, "What's wrong? What happened?"

The man in military uniform paused, looked at Wen Churan, and showed an embarrassed look on his face, as if he didn't know how to answer.

Wen Churan vowed, "Tell me about it. If it's something serious, I will keep it a secret!"

The military uniform took a deep breath, as if he had struggled fiercely in his heart, and said, "Maybe... do you still remember Miss An?"

An?

Upon hearing this, Wen Churan's face changed instantly.

How could she forget? ! She will never forget until she dies!

The military uniform man continued while observing Wen Churan's face, "Five years ago, after you... disappeared, the president immediately imprisoned Miss An in a secret prison for five years, and used cruel means... to torture her for five years. Just last night... Miss An suddenly disappeared, and we are searching everywhere for her trace."