Limited Time Hidden Marriage

  Chapter 503 Dead husband?

  A series of questions are about to spew out in his heart.

   But she still resisted.

  Because she knew that she was no longer qualified.

  The woman noticed Wen Churan’s gaze, and after looking at her a few times, she turned her head to look at Sheng Shimo, and whispered, "Adair, do you know her?"

  Wen Churan bit her lip, the palms of her hands held together because of tension are all sweaty.

  She prayed for Sheng Shimo to nod her head.

  But he kept his face cold all the time, let alone a word, he didn't even give her alms, and completely regarded her as air.

   Then took the woman and walked around directly in front of her, without any hesitation.

  Wen Churan stiffened on the spot, as if instantly fell into the ice cellar.

  It was so cold that she couldn't help shaking.

  The banquet did not stop because of this unremarkable accident.

  In the hall, people are still coming and going.

  Wen Churan is holding a brightly colored red wine glass, his eyes are always following the pair of men and women in the distance, as if he can't hear any noise in his ears, he only knows that red wine is constantly being poured into his mouth.

  One cup after another.

  I don’t know how long it took, and across the sea of ​​people, I suddenly saw Sheng Shimo taking the woman up the spiral staircase together, and the two figures quickly disappeared.

  She hurriedly followed, staggering in her footsteps.

  Following all the way to the third floor, Wen Churan fumbled to find Sheng Shimo's bedroom, and banged twice against the wooden sign hanging on the door.

   Soon, the door was opened, and as soon as the man's figure appeared, she fell into his arms.

  Mo subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him when he was in prime, and quickly retracted his hand with a frown.

  The tip of the nose is surrounded by a sweet smell of wine, which is the smell of the woman in her arms.

  He backed away coldly, and she leaned into his arms.

  Retired to the bedroom, Mo finally couldn't bear it when he was in prime, and yelled, "Get up!"

  Wen Churan raised his head slowly, his originally white cheeks were stained with two blushes, and a pair of smart eyes had become hazy and blurred.

  In her prime, Mo realized that she should be drunk when she saw her delirious appearance.

  So you have to come and pester him even drunkenly?

  Mo felt inexplicable and bored when he was in his prime, so he stretched out his hand and pushed the woman away.

   Then, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his palm as if he had just touched something dirty.

  Wen Churan stood on the spot, his body swaying, and he almost lost his footing several times.

  She raised her head, staring at Sheng Shimo with blurred eyes, suddenly curled her mouth, and complained aggrievedly, "You...how can you have a fiancee...obviously I am your wife!"

  I was so drunk that I couldn’t even speak words.

wife?

   Hearing this, Sheng Shimo suddenly curled his lips and smiled contemptuously.

   "What? It's not enough to seduce my father, even I want to seduce?"

  Wen Churan's expression froze.

  The man sat on the sofa slowly, his legs overlapped, his posture was expensive and elegant.

  Deep and cold eyes glanced at her, with obvious disgust and contempt.

  He then sarcastically said, "I investigated you and heard that you have died of your husband? Because of your dead husband, I feel that being a widow is too lonely, so I hook up everywhere..."

Snapped--

   Unexpectedly slapped him, and suddenly interrupted his unfinished words.

  He raised his head in astonishment, and saw Wen Churan standing in front of him, holding his red palms high, his eyes that had been hazy because of drunkenness were now full of raging anger.

  (End of this chapter)