Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Chapter 1205: Secretary-General's son

   Chapter 1205 The Secretary-General’s Son

Wen Churan nodded in a daze, said nothing, and walked into the restaurant holding the small milk can.

  When eating, it was terribly quiet, with only the sound of the clashing of the dishes.

  I don’t know how long it took before Sheng Zhixun opened his mouth to break the silence.

   "Sisao, will you stay in country V in the future?"

   "The little milk can is in country V, of course I also want to stay with him." Wen Churan replied.

   "Sheng's still has a lot of things to take care of. I must rush back to City B tomorrow." Sheng Zhixun looked at Gu Nanpei and asked, "Where are you? Go back with me?"

  Gu Nanpei raised his head and glanced at Wen Churan. After hesitating for a while, he replied, "I will stay here for now."

  Rather than following Sheng Zhixun back to City B, she is more willing to stay here with Wen Churan.

  Sheng Zhixun did not hold back either, but just nodded.

  Even though this is Gu Nanpei's own decision, she is still a little bit lonely in her heart.

  The next day, Sheng Zhixun set off early and left the presidential palace, and the small milk tank was brought into the study by the secretary general for training as usual.

  Nothing has changed, and the presidential palace is also operating normally, and no change has occurred due to Shengshimo’s death.

  The special team formed temporarily for Shengshimo is still actively investigating the cause of Shengshimo’s death, but it has never found any clues.

  His death, there is only one possibility-suicide.

   But this possibility was quickly overturned.

  Gradually, Wen Churan was already certain that the person who killed Shengshimo should be the kind of person, like Bai Yuning, possessing spiritual power, and could kill people invisible.

   is very likely to be Mr. H's men.

  Since he has started to kill Sheng Shimo, what is his next goal?

Will it be her?

  For several days in a row, the little milk tank is training and training hard.

The secretary-general was full of praise in front of Wen Churan, "The President of Little Milk Tank is so smart, he can learn no matter what it is, and he has unique insights on the problem. Sometimes I think of it, he has already been first. I realized that in just a few days, we can handle some simple government affairs. In some places...like President Adair."

  Originally, Wen Churan was still smiling, but after hearing the last sentence, his smile instantly stiffened.

  The secretary-general also seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, and immediately changed the subject.

  While speaking, the secretary-general’s cell phone rang, and after connecting, he only heard him exclaimed "What?! Wake up? Okay, I'll rush over!"

   hung up, the secretary-general said hurriedly, "Ms. Wen, there is something at home, I will leave first."

  Wen Churan nodded, "Okay, slow down."

  After the secretary-general left, he finally escaped from the little milk tank trained by the devil, lay down on his bed, and didn't want to get up anymore, and finally spent a comfortable afternoon.

  The next day, the secretary-general did not come to work at the presidential palace.

  Although he has not been with the secretary-general for a long time, Wen Churan knows that he is definitely not such a person who is absent for no reason.

  Especially during the time when he was assisting the small milk tank, he was always the one to go to the presidential palace and the last to leave the presidential palace.

strangeness…

  Wen Churan randomly found a servant to ask about the situation.

  The servant replied, "I heard, it seems that the son of the secretary-general has woke up."

Um? woke up?

What does it mean?

The servant saw that Wen Churan was puzzled and immediately explained, "This is the case. The Secretary-General has a son, probably two years ago. Because of a mountaineering adventure, he was unconscious after an accident. I became a vegetative, but just yesterday, I suddenly woke up!"

  (End of this chapter)