Chapter 878 Return my child to me!

  As soon as he stepped into the lobby of the Presidential Palace, Wen Churan felt a dizzy attack.

  Unexpectedly, here is the same as five years ago, and even the placement of the furniture has not changed in the slightest.

  That’s why Wen Churan felt uncomfortable all over.

   She pressured her downs and downs, and without looking back, she asked Sheng Shimo behind her, "Where is the little milk can?"

  "Why didn't you go and find it yourself?" In the prime of time, Mo asked abruptly.

  Wen Churan suddenly fell silent.

  Why not find it in person?

  Because the entire presidential palace was a nightmare deep in her bones for her.

  Especially the third and fourth floors.

  Being able to step into this place had exhausted all her courage. She couldn't continue to go upstairs. Just looking at the icy stairs, like walking into the huge mouth of the abyss, made her feel deep fear.

   "Give me back my child!" Wen Churan lost his patience and roared intolerably.

  Mo replied very calmly in his prime, "That's my child too."

   "No!" Wen Churan turned around, her emotions suddenly became agitated, her small face was flushed, and Mo screamed, "He is not your child! No!"

  Sheng Shimo only thought she was angry and didn't care.

  Who knows, the next moment, she said a little helplessly, "In his prime, I am not talking angry, he is really not your child..."

When Mo saw this and vaguely sensed something was wrong, he spoke and asked unhurriedly, "You jumped off the cliff five years ago, the little milk tank is four years old this year, and the timing is so accurate. If he wasn't my child. , Are you talking about, whose child will he be?!"

  Wen Churan took a deep breath and slowly said, "He...actually, my adopted child..."

  Adoption? !

   Hearing this, Sheng Shimo's face changed instantly.

   Even Mu Cheng's eyes flashed with surprise, as if he didn't expect Wen Churan to say such a thing.

  Mo Leng smiled coldly when he was in prime, "Wen Churan, do you think...I would believe your crappy lie?"

"Sheng Shimo, I jumped off a cliff five years ago, and it is a miracle to be able to save my life. The child in my stomach..." Wen Churan's voice suddenly choked up. "The child in my stomach...how could it be kept? ! Tell me... how could he be alive on such a deep cliff, how could he be?!"

   With this questioning, Mo was suddenly stunned when he asked.

  For a moment, there was something stuck in his throat, and he choked so much that he couldn't say anything.

  Because Wen Churan's words are true to people who cannot be refuted.

  She can be alive, and it is already God’s favor, that child...he is so small, so fragile, with a small belly, how can he be protected? !

  The entire presidential palace seems to have fallen into a dead silence.

  Mo only had a gloomy face in his prime, but he looked terrifying like a devil.

  No matter what happens, this man is always good at hiding emotions, and it is always difficult to guess what he is thinking.

  At this moment, it is the same.

  Wen Churan was a little nervous, wondering if he believed it or not.

   Seeing his pupils swayed twice, he suddenly ordered to the servant on the side, "Bring the little prince down!"

   Hearing this, Wen Churan secretly breathed a long breath of relief, and finally put down his tightly hanging heart.

  After a while, the servant took a small carrot and appeared in front of everyone.

  The fleshy little carrot head, who is wearing panda pajamas, is held by a servant in one hand, and a Pikachu doll that is bigger than him in the other.

  (End of this chapter)