Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Wen Churan said to Xiao Nai Guan, word by word, "Listen carefully, he is not your daddy, you can't call him that casually, understand?!" Xiao Nai Guan curled his lips. Humph! He is obviously your daddy, but he refuses to admit it. Sheng Shimo knew that Wen Churan was very stubborn, and it was useless to pry her mouth open if she didn't want to talk. He simply gave up asking and turned his attention to Miss Xu, who was already paralyzed by fear. He opened his thin lips and issued a cold threat, "I'll give you one last chance to tell the truth!" Who knew that Miss Xu still had a fluke mentality and refused to admit it, "Mr. President, what I said... is... all the truth..." Hearing this, Sheng Shimo actually laughed, not a friendly smile, but a chilling smile. "Okay, since you don't want to tell the truth, naturally someone will help you speak!" Miss Xu was stunned. Someone to help her speak? Who? Sheng Shimo ordered coldly, "Anyone, go and get the surveillance video here!" Surveillance video? ! Miss Xu immediately looked up and found that there were surveillance cameras installed in the four corners of the dressing room. The flashing red dots indicated that it was working and recording every scene that happened here.

Miss Xu's face instantly lost all the blood color, and she felt like she had fallen into the abyss of despair. She was sweating all over her body, and her clothes on her back had already been soaked.

Why didn't she think of such a thing as surveillance video!

Die, die!

This time it's really dead!

Everyone didn't react for a while and was still stunned.

Sheng Shimo frowned slightly and roared, "Go quickly!"

Everyone was frightened and came to their senses, and hurriedly ran away.

Soon, someone came to Sheng Shimo with a computer and handed it to him tremblingly, "Mr. President... The surveillance video has been retrieved."

"Let it go!" Sheng Shimo ordered.

Wen Churan suddenly reached out and pressed the computer, "Don't let it go, I don't plan to pursue this matter anymore!"

The staff holding the computer was a little at a loss.

Let it go or not?

Who should I listen to? !

Sheng Shimo stared at Wen Churan, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and said in a tough attitude, "You don't pursue it, but I will!"

Then, he grabbed her little hand and ordered the staff holding the computer again, "Play it!"

The staff immediately turned on the computer and clicked the play button. With the sound of the screech, the computer showed a picture.

The unaware people quietly surrounded it, wanting to know what happened in the cult dressing room.

In the picture, Wen Churan was holding a tender pink skirt and put forward her suggestions and ideas in a good voice. Her attitude can be said to be very sincere.

Looking at Miss Xu on the opposite side, it was like she had eaten a bomb. She cursed at others when she disagreed with someone. She was really no different from a shrew.

Then, Miss Xu took the group in Wen Churan's hand and threw it hard at Wen Churan's face. The hanger on it just hit Wen Churan's forehead.

In an instant, a stream of warm blood gushed out.

Seeing this, Sheng Shimo turned his head and saw a new wound on Wen Churan's forehead, and the blood had dried up.

His eyes were suddenly filled with turmoil.

The scene jumped, and Miss Xu forcibly took off Wen Churan's mask. When she saw the scar on her cheek, she and the staff around her laughed wantonly.