Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Chapter 1213: I'm so young, they just want to give me

  Chapter 1213 I'm so young, they just want to give me a blind date

The little milk can nodded his head, and said solemnly, "Ma Ma, I thought about it all night and felt that what you said makes sense. I must be an honest person, and I must do what I promise to prevent others from laughing at me. If Country V falls, I will be the culprit."

  Wen Churan is very pleased, "Well, it's good for you to have this kind of thought."

   Before she had time to praise him, she heard him curl her lips and say, "Huh, if Country V falls, I won’t be able to rely on me, right?"

  "……"

  It turned out that this little kid had this idea.

  Wen Churan was speechless, and simply stopped talking.

  No matter what, as long as he agrees to continue to be president.

  There is just a strange thing.

  The secretary-general’s son just woke up and didn’t even know the little milk tank at all. How could he know the little milk tank so much?

  Unless he is a god-man.

  If he is really a man of God, it would be a good idea to pull him into the presidential palace and assign him a position of official and part-time, and let him and his father, the secretary-general, assist the small milk tank.

  Well, when you have time, go to the Secretary-General to discuss such matters.

  After experiencing this twists and turns, Little Milk Tank is more diligent and more sensible than before.

  Wen Churan hasn't woke up yet, the little milk tank has already got into the study, and if he doesn't understand, he will take the initiative to ask the secretary general.

  Wen Churan was still reluctant to be so tired from the little milk tank, so he asked the secretary general to help him more.

A few days later, the secretary-general sent Wen Churan an invitation, saying that to celebrate his becoming a vegetative son, he finally awakened and held a small banquet at home, so he invited Wen Churan and the little milk pot to join him. .

  The Secretary-General’s personal invitation, of course Wen Churan cannot refuse.

  Moreover, this banquet is private, and all his relatives and friends, as well as government officials, are invited, so Wen Churan and Xiao Niang can safely and boldly participate.

  On the day of the banquet, Wen Churan simply dressed up, but specifically asked people to dress up the little milk can, like a little prince falling from the sky, with noble elegance.

  Gu Nanpei watched it and was full of praise.

  Wen Churan took the small milk can, got in the waiting car outside the presidential palace, and soon arrived at the secretary-general’s villa.

When I was outside, the villa was quiet. As soon as I entered the door, I heard noisy voices and music slowly flowing in the air. The hall was full of people, all wearing suits and dresses, with goblets in their hands. , Talking and laughing, very lively and bustling.

  Seeing Wen Churan and the small milk tank appear, they put down the wine in their hands one after another, and stepped forward to greet them respectfully.

  Wen Churan said a few polite remarks, letting them play as much as they want, regardless of the small milk tank.

  At the banquet, Wen Churan wanted to see the secretary-general’s son, so he asked the secretary-general, but the secretary-general said that he was upstairs and his body had not fully recovered, so he didn’t want to attend such a crowded gathering.

  Wen Churan thought, this person is quite individual.

  The little milk tank found a sofa and sat down and ate food well. During this period, many officials took their four or five-year-old daughters to show their courtesy.

  Wen Churan saw it, and immediately stepped forward to stop it.

  The little milk can spit out while eating, “I’m so young, they just want to give me a blind date, not that I am the president and want their daughter to be the president’s wife!”

  Wen Churan didn't expect the little milk pot to see things so thoroughly.

  Sometimes, she hoped that he would not be so understanding of human feelings.

  (End of this chapter)