Chapter 877 The High Queen

  I saw Sheng Shimo...

  Only one glance, Wen Churan is like going back to five years ago.

  On the edge of the cliff, the wind was bitter, but she couldn't dry her turbulent tears.

  Looking at the abyss, like a big mouth of a beast.

  When she jumped down, there seemed to be a voice lingering in her ears.

  That was her heartfelt voice, she was saying: die...die...as long as you die, you will have no pain, as long as you die, you can get rid of the heavy shackles.

  The sense of despair, Wen Churan has not been able to forget after five years, at this moment, the overwhelming re-attack.

   A deep fear quickly broke out of the ground, took root and sprouted, extending crazily from the bottom of my heart, as if it had become an invisible big hand, tightly strangling her neck, and the pain of suffocation went deep into the bone marrow.

   Immediately afterwards, his legs softened and he staggered backwards.

  Fortunately, Mu Cheng was behind her, and she was supported in time to prevent her from falling in embarrassment.

   Hearing her breathing heavily, Mu Cheng hurriedly asked, "Is it all right?"

  Wen Churan calmed down his turbulent mood, and turned his head towards Mu Cheng with a pale smile, "I'm fine."

  How could it be okay, he was shaking when she heard her.

  This scene clearly fell into Sheng Shimo's eyes, making his expression gloomy for an instant.

  Wen Churan stood up straight, and said to Shengshimo in the calmest voice as possible, "I'm here, you can return the little milk can to me."

Mo's eyes were cold, like a sharp blade, sweeping her from start to finish. Finally, he looked straight at her eyes, opened her thin lips, and said unhurriedly, "I haven't seen you in five years. Is there only one thing you can tell me?"

   Hearing the words, Wen Churan's mouth raised a scornful smile "What? What do you want me to say, say something... long time no see?"

  As soon as the words came out, all the guards made a sound of inhaling cold breath.

  The old guard who knew Wen Churan before was even more surprised.

  I haven't seen each other for five years, this Miss Wen has become more eloquent.

  Mo's handsome face was as indifferent as it was in his prime, but a dark tide surged under his eyes, staring at her like a torch, burning and devouring her like a fire.

  Wen Churan ignored his gaze, and did not want to deal with him any more, and walked directly towards the gate of the presidential palace.

  A group of guards saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.

   "Get out of the way!" She roared in a fierce manner, just like the mistress of this presidential palace.

  She really almost became the hostess here. Because the old guards knew it, they didn't dare to act rashly, and could only cast their gazes towards the prime minister.

  Mo did not speak when he was in prime, and only looked down, the group of guards understood what the President meant, and they retreated one after another, giving way to Wen Churan.

  Wen Churan walked in alone, followed by Shengshimo and Mucheng, as well as a large group of guards.

  The mighty army set off her like a queen.

  Along the way, all the servants who saw her changed their faces.

  Almost instantly, the entire president started talking and whispering.

   "Miss Wen! Miss Wen is back!"

   "So she is Miss Wen..."

   "Gosh! Miss Wen is really not dead!"

  "Where is it? Where is it? I've been curious about where is Miss Wen, who has been for more than half a year?"

   "Wow! She is so beautiful!"

   "Oh... Your Excellency the President has been looking for her for five years, and finally found her now."

  (End of this chapter)