Chapter 1232 Don't let your young masters know that I'm here

   Outside the villa, the wife of the secretary-general has been apologizing, but Wen Churan wants to calm her panic.

  "It’s okay. I won’t get angry because of this trivial matter. I will go back today. Madam, please stay."

The wife of the Secretary-General sighed, "It's also because of Miss Wen that you are open-minded. Since my unfilial son has regained his consciousness, he seems to have completely changed his personality, and his temperament has become incomprehensible to me as a mother. Don't worry too much."

  Wen Churan smiled and nodded "I understand."

  Getting in the car and preparing to go back to the Presidential Palace, Wen Churan always felt that he was staring at him.

  The gaze was cold and sharp, like a knife.

  She turned her head to look outside the car, and saw a black shadow flashing past the window on the second floor of the villa, so close that she could not even catch her eyes, as if it was just an illusion of hers.

  Back to the Presidential Palace, the little milk can was sitting on the sofa eating jelly, her cheeks bulging like a little hamster.

  Without the help of the Secretary-General these days, he can only deal with some simple things, so he is very idle.

   Seeing her come back alone, the little milk can looks like she had expected.

   "I knew that bad temper didn't promise you, right? Huh, why beg him like that? It won't work without him, and the secretary general's illness will soon be cured!"

  "The Secretary-General is old after all, so let him not be too tired."

  The little milk pot curled her lips, "Ma Ma, I think you have to see that stinky face at the very least. Now you can't even see him, how can he definitely agree to it!"

  On hearing this, Wen Churan suddenly realized.

  Yes, until now, I haven't even seen the face of others. It's really a failure.

  Perhaps, face-to-face interviews will be more convincing!

  Wen Churan was like a divine enlightenment, and immediately walked to the little milk tank, squeezed his cheek, and praised, "Yo! He is getting smarter and smarter!"

  The little milk bottle took the hand of Wen Churan and solemnly said, "Ma Ma, promise me, after seeing him, he will always replace me... slap his face!"

  "……"

   On the second day, Wen Churan still went straight to the Secretary-General’s villa, but happened to meet the Secretary-General’s wife who was going to the hospital to take care of the Secretary-General. She invited Wen Churan to go with him, but Wen Churan insisted on staying.

  The Secretary-General’s wife was very scared, "Miss Wen, how could I leave you in the villa alone!"

Wen Churan smiled. "Madam, you are serious, there are so many servants in the villa, how can I be considered a person, you can rest assured to take care of the secretary-general, I will stay in the villa and find a chance to meet with Bayis Sir, have a good talk."

  Seeing Wen Churan's insistence, Mrs. Secretary-General had no choice but to say, "Then you can wait here for a while. I will take the boiled soup to the hospital, and I will come back immediately after taking a look."

  Wen Churan, bye bye hand "Don’t be in a hurry, please accompany the secretary-general."

  After the wife of the secretary-general left, the servant led Miss Wen into the villa and served her tea.

  She asked the servant, "When does your young master basically go downstairs?"

  The servant replied, "I will come down at lunch."

Wen Churan nodded thoughtfully.

  The servant asked, "Are you going to find the young master now?"

   "No." Wen Churan refused, and hurriedly told the servant, "Don't let your master know that I'm here."

  The servant was puzzled, but still nodded.

  Wen Churan was afraid that he would not leave the room again if he knew he was coming.

  (End of this chapter)