Chapter 878

As soon as he stepped into the hall of the presidential palace, Wen churan felt dizzy.

Surprisingly, it is the same as it was five years ago, and even the placement of furniture has not changed at all.

Just like this, Wen churan will feel uncomfortable all over.

She pressed down the ups and downs of her mind, and without looking back, she asked the prosperous ink behind her, "where's the small milk can?"

"Why don't you find it yourself?" When he was in full bloom, Mo lengbu asked.

Wen churan suddenly became silent.

Why not find it yourself?

Because the whole presidential palace is a bone marrow nightmare for her.

Especially the third and fourth floors.

It took all her courage to step here. She couldn't continue upstairs. Just looking at the cold steps was like walking into the huge mouth of the abyss, which made her feel deep fear.

"Give me back my child!" Wen churan lost patience and roared unbearably.

Sheng Shimo replied calmly, "that's my child, too."

"No!" When Wen churan turned around, she was suddenly excited. Her little face turned red. When Chao was in full bloom, Mo just shouted, "he's not your child! No! "

In her prime, Mo only thought what she said was angry and didn't care.

Who knows, the next moment, she was a little helpless and said, "in the prime of time, Mo, I'm not angry. He's really not your child..."

When he was in full bloom, he noticed something was wrong. Then he opened his mouth and asked calmly, "you jumped off a cliff five years ago. The little milk can is four years old. The time card is so accurate. If he wasn't my child, who would he be?"

Wen churan took a deep breath and said slowly, "he... Is actually the child I adopted..."

Adoption?!

Hearing this, Sheng Shimo's face changed instantly.

Even Mu Cheng's eyes flashed a trace of surprise. It seemed that he didn't expect Wen churan to say such words.

At that time, Mo coldly smiled, "Wen churan, do you think... I will believe your bad lie?"

"In the prime of time, it was a miracle that I jumped off a cliff five years ago and could pick up a life. The child in my stomach..." Wen churan's voice suddenly choked. "How can the child in my stomach be saved?! You tell me... How could he be alive on such a deep cliff? "

When this question was asked, Mo was suddenly stunned.

For a moment, his throat was like something, choking so that he couldn't say anything.

Because Wen churan's words are true and irrefutable.

She can live, has been blessed by God, that child... He is still so small, so fragile, just a belly, how can he protect him?!

The whole presidential palace seemed to be in a dead silence.

In his prime, Mo only had a gloomy face, but it looked as terrible as a devil.

No matter what happens, this man is always good at hiding his emotions. People can't guess what he is thinking.

At this moment, the same is true.

Wen churan felt uneasy. He didn't know whether he believed it or not.

His pupils shook slightly twice, and suddenly he ordered the servant to "bring the Little Prince down!"

After hearing this, Wen churan secretly breathed a long breath, and his tight heart finally put down.

After a while, the servant appeared in front of the crowd with a small radish.

The fleshy little carrot, wearing panda pajamas, was led by a servant in one hand and a Pikachu doll bigger than him in the other.