Chapter 1183 Don’t you feel sad at all?

The Secretary-General said, "In fact, if you want to do a paternity test, you only need one hair. Your Excellency President has already done a DNA test with the little milk pot actor, but you have been reluctant to admit it after seeing Ms. Wen, so the President chose Concealed.

  Now, His Excellency the President was killed and left such a will. The Little Milk Bottle actor is the only biological son of the President, so he must inherit the position of President.

  Ms. Wen, this text message and the paternity test report, I have already announced it an hour ago, and I must have known the whole country V. "

   Hearing this, Wen Churan's face changed instantly.

  Before she spoke, she listened to Gu Nanpei who was on the side angrily said, "Your Excellency President is still alive, and you don’t even know how to die. If you don’t investigate the truth and capture the murderer, you can’t wait to elect a new president here?!"

  The secretary-general said in an apologetic tone, "The country cannot be left alone. In order to avoid riots in country V and prevent other countries from taking risks, it is necessary to elect a new president, and the little milk pot actor is the best candidate."

  Wen Churan asked in a cold voice, "You can choose anyone. Why is the small milk tank the best candidate?!"

  The Secretary-General asked unhurriedly, “When your Excellency was alive, you never decided on the next person to succeed the President. So, who should I choose to convince the public?”

  In one sentence, Wen Churan was immediately taken aback.

Yes…

  He left such a will before he died, and he was ready for a paternity test long ago. The small milk can is not suitable for balancing the country V and stabilizing people’s hearts. Who can be replaced? !

  After pondering for a moment, Wen Churan said coldly, “The little milk tank is just a child, he doesn’t understand anything, and he can’t take on the important task of president!”

  The secretary-general looked disapproving, "Miss Wen, don’t worry. Although the little milk pot actor is still a child, I will definitely help."

  Wen Churan smiled contemptuously, "Assistant? How is this different from being a puppet emperor in ancient times?!"

  The secretary-general said earnestly, "Miss Wen, I also hope you can put the overall situation first!"

  Wen Churan suddenly got up from the sofa with an extremely tough attitude "What does your overall situation have to do with me? I just want the little milk pot to have a happy childhood, not become a tool to be used!"

   "But Miss Wen..."

  The Secretary-General had something to say, but was interrupted coldly by Wen Churan.

   "If you are so good, let you do this presidential position!"

  After finishing speaking, he rushed directly to the second floor.

  Sheng Zhixun was still leaning against the door of the study, covering his face so that he couldn't cry.

  Wen Churan took his arm and said, "Go! Let's go back to City B now!"

  Sheng Zhixun blinked a pair of eyes filled with tears, and his voice choked, "Sister-in-law, we can't go back now. How the fourth brother died has not been investigated yet!"

  Although he had always hated the fourth brother before, but deep in his heart, his feelings for the fourth brother have never changed.

  Now that everyone is dead, how can he hate it?

  What he wants to do most now is to find the murderer and avenge his fourth brother!

   "Sister-in-law?! The fourth brother is dead, don't you feel a little sad?!" Sheng Zhixun looked at Wen Churan and asked unbelievably.

  Aren’t you sad?

  No one understands Wen Churan’s feelings.

  It's hard to be sad, only Wen Churan knows it.

  (End of this chapter)