Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Sheng Shimo directly pulled her back to him and restrained her with his arms, not giving her a chance to move.

He stretched out his knuckled fingers, poked her bulging cheeks, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me, what are you angry about."

Wen Churan couldn't struggle, so he simply acted like a living dead, motionless, speechless, and unresponsive.

Sheng Shimo was very patient and asked, "Why are you angry?"

Wen Churan always ignored him.

It is said that women have a weak heart, and this is absolutely true.

Sheng Shimo grabbed Wen Churan's chin, forced her to look at her, and asked, "Wen Churan, I helped you, and you still have this attitude? We haven't seen each other for five years, why have you become so heartless?"

After hearing this, Wen Churan's tense expression relaxed slightly, and he finally reacted, saying coldly, "I don't need your help at all!"

"No need?" Sheng Shimo also turned cold for a moment, "If I didn't show up, how could you have vented your anger?! Why don't you endure the injustice and endure it? What can you do in front of me!"

"In the past five years, I have lived well without you!" Wen Churan suddenly became excited and violently knocked off Sheng Shimo's hand that held her chin.

Are you still living well without him?

Sheng Shimo was immediately irritated by these words and shouted without thinking, "These five years? These five years, it's not because Mucheng is taking care of you!"

It was more jealous than angry. He had always been brooding over the fact that Mucheng had occupied Wen Churan for five years.

Wen Churan was so angry that she was trembling with anger at Sheng Shimo's words, her eyes were red, as if she was about to cry at any time, but she tried her best to hold it back.

"Sheng Shimo, what do you mean?! Do you think I'm the kind of woman who can't live without a man?!"

After Wen Churan yelled, he began to struggle desperately.

Only then did Sheng Shimo realize that his words were too harsh and he hugged her tightly.

"do not move!"

Wen Churan was not willing to listen to him, so he struggled even harder, "Let go! Let me go!"

Sheng Shimo suddenly came closer and whispered in her ear, "Your son is sitting in front. Are you sure you want him to see you looking crazy?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Churan's body trembled and he stopped instantly.

In fact, the small milk jug and small fried dough sticks sitting in front have been automated and transformed into little ones.

Sheng Shimo curled his lips, showing a victor's smile, and held a cotton swab in his hand, wanting to treat her wound.

But she tilted her head and avoided it.

"Even if you want to make a fuss, treat the wound first before making a fuss!" Sheng Shimo approached again with a cotton swab.

Wen Churan took the trouble to avoid it again.

Sheng Shimo finally couldn't bear it anymore, smashed the cotton swab in his hand, and said angrily, "Wen Churan, if you don't treat the wound, do you want to leave a scar?"

Wen Churan smiled coldly and said sarcastically, "I already have a scar on my face. Am I afraid of getting another one?"

After hearing this, Sheng Shimo's expression changed instantly, and his eyes subconsciously looked at her left cheek. Under the cover of her hair, old scars were looming.

Thinking of the surveillance video they just watched, everyone laughed at her wantonly, calling her ugly and a cripple.

His heart throbbed violently.

Somehow, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became silent.

Wen Churan had a cold face and stopped struggling. Sheng Shimo hugged her and made no move.