Limited Time Hidden Marriage

have a look! She had known this would happen.

Wen Churan shrugged, showing that he didn't care too much, "That's it, and you won't answer if you ask me, why should I bother?"

"Is this your real thought?" Sheng Shimo was dubious.

Wen Churan met the man's suspicious gaze, "It turns out, Fourth Young Master Sheng, you are overthinking."

Sheng Shimo slowly looked away, and reminded her seemingly kindly, "Don't meddle in other people's business, knowing too much is not good for you."

"Yes, yes, yes." Wen Churan's sincere words were accompanied by a hint of sarcasm, "You are right, I will definitely play stupid to the end, can I go now?"

"En." The man responded lightly, with a haughty posture.

Wen Churan curled her lips, turned around and bounced out of the bedroom.

As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Guan Erya's die-hard fan—the old servant, Aunt Wang.

When Aunt Wang saw her coming out of Sheng Shimo's bedroom in pajamas with unkempt hair, she felt like she had seen a ghost.

Wen Churan raised an eyebrow at her pretending to be nervous.

This old servant also 'indispensably contributed' to his miserable life in the previous life.

At that time, she was so stupid that she thought that she was not good enough that even the servants hated her.

Before he died, he realized that the old servant was all for Guan Erya.

The whole world is on Guanryana's side, only she is fighting alone.

Sad, sad!

Wen Churan continued bouncing past Aunt Wang, and heard her stamping her feet angrily behind her.

Regarding the matter of entering the Sheng family, first of all, I need to tell my grandfather.

As night fell, she sat cross-legged on the bed in the bedroom, holding a tablet computer in her hand, and made a video with the old man.

After hearing that she was going to the Sheng family, the old man not only had no objection, on the contrary he very much agreed.

"I have the fourth child to take care of you, so I can rest assured, Grandpa."

"No, no, no." Wen Churan shook his head like a rattle drum, "I want to hide my true identity and join the Sheng family, starting from the bottom, and I don't intend to rely on Sheng Shimo."

Even if she wanted to rely on him, Sheng Shimo would not help her.

Grandpa's face turned pale, and he scolded ironically, "Idiot girl, if your husband doesn't depend on you, who do you want to depend on?"

Wen Churan stuck out her tongue, "Rely on yourself, my daughter should be self-reliant..."

While laughing and joking, Mr. Sheng on the screen suddenly raised his head to look behind her, and said in a low voice, "Shi Mo."

Before Wen Churan could turn around, the man had already embraced her from behind.

"Grandpa." The man called out respectfully.

Turning his head slightly, he could see Sheng Shimo's head resting on his shoulder.

It was only a little bit close to touching the man's cheek.

Her back stiffened and she didn't dare to move.

"Shi Mo, if this girl enters the Sheng family, she should be taken care of, you know?" the old man said coldly on the screen.

Sheng Shimo responded, "I see, Grandpa."

After finishing the video chat, the man let go of her and straightened his back.

Standing by the bed, he was not in a hurry to leave.

Wen Churan took the opportunity to ask, "When can I enter the Sheng family? With what status? Trainee?"

"Tomorrow you submit a resume to Sheng's official mailbox, and I will arrange for you to pass it as soon as possible."

The man paused, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Do you know why I hide my illness?"

His question came unexpectedly, and Wen Churan couldn't help being stunned for a moment before he could react.

After a while, she got up, stood barefoot on the bed, and looked down at the man.

"You don't say it because you want to fight for the right to inherit. Asthma is your weakness. Let me ask you, who would trust to hand over the family business to a person who is sick and may belch at any time? Am I right?"