Outside the villa, the Secretary General's wife has been apologizing, but Wen churan has to calm her panic.

"It doesn't matter. I won't be angry because of this little thing. I'll go back first today. Madam, please stay."

The Secretary General's wife heaved a sigh of relief. "It's a pity that Miss Wen is open-minded. Since my unfilial son woke up, he seems to have completely changed his personality. His temperament has become incomprehensible even to me as a mother. I hope you don't care too much."

Wen churan smiled and nodded, "I understand."

After getting on the bus and preparing to go back to the presidential palace, Wen churan always felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him.

That look, cold and sharp, like a blade.

She turned and looked out of the car. A dark shadow flashed through the second floor window of the villa. It was so fast that she couldn't even catch her eyes, as if it was just an illusion.

Back at the presidential palace, the little milk can was sitting on the sofa eating jelly with its 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 free.

When she came back alone, the little milk can looked like she had expected.

"I knew that bad temper didn't promise you again? Hum, why do you beg him so much? It's not impossible without him, and the Secretary General's illness will soon recover! "

"The secretary general is old after all. Don't let him be too tired."

The little milk can skimmed his mouth. "Ma Ma, I think you should at least see the angry face first. Now you can't even see the face. How can he promise!"

After hearing this, ran suddenly realized.

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

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

Wen churan immediately walked up to the small milk can, pinched his cheek and praised him, "yo! More and more clever! "

The little milk jar took Wen churan's hand and solemnly told him, "Ma Ma, promise me that after seeing him, you will always replace me... Slap him in the face!"

“……”

The next 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 her, but Wen churan insisted on staying.

The Secretary General's wife was very frightened. "Miss Wen, how can I leave you alone in the villa!"

Wen churan smiled. "Madam, you're serious. There are so many servants in the villa. How can I be a person? You can rest assured to take care of the Secretary General. I'll stay in the villa and have a good talk with Mr. Boyce."

Seeing Wen churan's insistence, the Secretary General's wife had no choice but to say, "then wait here for a moment. I'll take the boiled soup to the hospital, take a look and come back immediately."

Wen churan said goodbye, "don't worry, please accompany the Secretary General."

After the Secretary General's wife left, the servant led Miss Wen into the villa and brought her tea and water.

She asked the servant, "when do your young masters basically go downstairs?"

The servant replied, "I'll 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 young master know I'm coming."

The servant didn't understand, but he nodded.

Wen churan was afraid that he would not go out of the room again when he knew he was coming.