Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Chapter 100: Step into the entertainment circle with

  Chapter 100 Step into the entertainment circle with one foot (1)

have a look! She knew it would be such a result for a long time.

  Wen Churan shrugged, showing that he didn’t pay much attention to “That’s all right, you won’t answer if you ask, why should I make this extra effort?”

  "Is this your true thoughts?" Mo was skeptical at the time.

  Wen Churan met the man’s suspicious gaze, "It turns out that Sheng Sishao, you think too much."

  Mo slowly retracted his gaze in her prime, and seemed to remind her kindly, "Don't be nosy, knowing too much is not good for you."

   "Yes, yes." Wen Churan's sincere words were accompanied by a hint of sarcasm, "You are right, I will pretend to be stupid to the end, can I go now?"

   "Yeah." The man faintly replied, with an arrogant gesture.

  Wen Churan pouted his lips, turned around and bounced out of the bedroom.

  As soon as she opened the door, she ran into Guan Erya's iron fan, the old servant Wang.

  Aunt Wang saw her wearing pajamas, unkempt, coming out of Sheng Shimo's bedroom, and she suddenly saw a ghost.

  Wen Churan raised an eyebrow at her pretendingly.

  He has a tragic life in his previous life, and this old servant is also ‘indispensable’.

  At that time, she was stupid thinking that she was not good enough, so that even the servants hated her.

   Before he died, he realized that the old servant was all for Guan Erya.

  The whole world is on Guan Erya's side, and only oneself fights alone.

  Sorrow, sorrow!

  Wen Churan continued to jump over Aunt Wang, and heard her stomping with anger behind her back.

  About Jin Sheng's matter, first of all, I need to tell Grandpa.

   As night fell, she sat cross-legged on the bed in the bedroom, holding a tablet in her hand, and making videos with the old man.

  After hearing that she was going to Shengshi, the old man not only had no objections, but rather agreed.

   "You have the fourth child to take care of you, grandpa, I can rest assured."

  "No, no, no." Wen Churan shook his head into a rattle. "I want to hide my true identity and enter the Shengshi. Starting from the bottom, I didn't plan to rely on Shengshimo."

   Even if she wants to rely on, Mo will not help her in the prime of time.

  Grandpa's face changed, and he yelled at him, "No-brained girl, my husband doesn't rely on whom you want to rely on?"

  Wen Churan spit out his tongue, "Rely on yourself, your daughter should be self-improvement..."

  While making noises, the old man Sheng on the screen suddenly raised his head and looked behind her, his tone was low, "Shimo."

Before Wen Churan could turn her head back, the man had embraced her from behind.

   "Grandpa." The man's call of respect sounded in his ear.

   Tilt his head slightly, and you can see Sheng Shimo's head resting on his shoulder.

  Only a little bit, I can touch a man’s cheek.

  She stiffened her back, and she dared not move.

  "Shimo, if this girl enters the Shengshi, she should be taken care of or she should be taken care of, do you know?" The old man whispered on the screen.

   In his prime, Mo Ying said, "I see, Grandpa."

  After finishing the video chat, the man released her and straightened his waist.

  Standing beside the bed, did not leave in a hurry.

  Wen Churan took the opportunity to ask, "When can I enter the Shengshi? In what capacity? Are you a trainee?"

  "Tomorrow you go to the Shengshi official mailbox to submit a resume, I will arrange for you to pass it as soon as possible."

  The man spoke for a while, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Do you know why I hide my condition?"

  He was caught off guard by his question, and Wen Churan couldn't help but stunned for a moment because he couldn't react in time.

After a while, she got up, stood barefoot on the bed, and stared at the man condescendingly.

  "You don’t say it because you want to fight for inheritance rights. Asthma is your weakness. Just ask, who would be assured of handing over the family business to someone who is ill and may belch at any time? Am I right?"

  (End of this chapter)