Chapter 728

Her tone was so firm, like taking out a lifetime as a bet, more like pouring all her courage.

Don't look back even if you hit the south wall, and never give up even if you are scarred.

Few women can look weak like Wen churan, but their hearts are strong enough to be so fearless.

It was a belief extended for the people she loved that supported her to this step today.

In his prime, Mo clenched his fist for a long time and suddenly loosened it. It was like he thought he could be strong enough to be indestructible, but suddenly he was defeated by a woman's smile.

A moment later, he raised his hand stiffly and squeezed her shoulder.

"I hope you can wait until your third wedding..."

It sounds like a sincere blessing.

Wen churan smiled and replied, "thank you."

Then his hand slowly loosened his tie.

At this time, a servant reminded outside the door, "Your Excellency, it's time to start."

It's time

Wen churan's smile on the corner of his mouth gradually became a little uneasy. He simply lowered his head and hid his embarrassed look.

She could feel that the man was walking past her, as if he had taken away a strong wind, which made her eyes red and astringent.

After the man's figure completely disappeared in the afterglow, Wen churan couldn't help it after all. He wanted to look back and see the man's tall and straight back. He flashed through the crack of the door and soon disappeared without a trace.

I still remember the last time she personally crowned him and sent him to be the king of a country.

This time, she tied him a tie and sent him to be a woman's bridegroom.

It seems that every time, she is sending him away.

When can we wait for his return?

Dada dada——

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor was particularly clear. In the prime of time, Mo squeezed his fist, stiff his neck, and endured the desire to turn back several times. His legs were as heavy as lead, but he still walked step by step, as if unswervingly towards the abyss.

His face was silent and indifferent. It seemed that he was still an impeccable king, but only he knew that his heart was like a gap, blowing a howling cold wind into it.

Wen churan stood in front of the French window and looked at the car outside the presidential palace, carrying Sheng Shimo, slowly driving away. She left the cloakroom.

On the way back to the bedroom, she could clearly feel that the servants looked at her more strange.

There is contempt and pity.

Under their eyes, she seemed to have really become an abandoned woman.

Wen churan didn't care about it. He stopped and went back to the bedroom.

As a result, less than half an hour later, she couldn't sit still. She always thought about the wedding of Sheng Shi Mo in her head. The more she thought about it, the more irritable she became. She even had an impulse to destroy the wedding.

But she knew she couldn't do it.

No way, Wen churan can always use reading to divert his attention.

However, when she opened the door and wanted to go to the study, the servant stopped her. "Miss Wen, there are important documents in the president's study. No one can enter as long as the president is not in."

Wen churan asked, "in addition to your Excellency's study, is there any other study in the presidential palace that can be accessed at will?"

The servant thought back, "yes, it is. In the attic on the top floor, it is not a study, but at most a warehouse for books. On weekdays, few people clean it. Why don't... Let me help you carry some books down?"