Chapter 18

That's right!

She used to be so stupid!

After I liked Sheng Shimo at the age of five, I chased him for more than ten years and tried my best to marry him.

What is the final result? Death is death!

Wen churan couldn't explain, so he had to play tricks.

"Grandpa... Grandpa... Sheng Shimo and I are secretly married. Even if we divorce, he is still a golden bachelor, which has no impact on him..."

Old man Sheng breathed deeply, "Xiao churan, your mother saved my life and I promised to marry. Since you want to divorce old four, choose one of my remaining four grandchildren to marry..."

Ah?

Wen churan is confused

Pick another one to get married?!

Is this what a serious old man can say?!

Mr. Sheng has five grandchildren.

Boss Sheng Yuanhan - mature and steady.

Sheng Yujin, the second child - gentle and friendly.

Old three Sheng Ziyuan - serious and introverted.

When the old four was in full bloom, the ink was incomprehensible.

As for Lao Yaosheng Zhixun, he is a teenager with his own silly white sweet system.

None of these five, she doesn't want to marry!

She wants freedom, my God!

"Do you choose?" Old man Sheng asked impatiently.

Wen churan shook his head into a rattle.

"Then live a good life with old four!"

In a word, he sent her away directly.

Wen churan just wants to cry for her parents.

I'm sorry she said so much, but it didn't work at all.

Outside the study, although the ink was silent in its heyday, there was a gloom between its eyebrows.

This woman actually came to grandpa to talk about divorce.

It was a great surprise to him.

Wen churan doesn't want to give up and is ready to continue pestering old man Sheng.

The door was suddenly knocked gently.

"Old Sir, four young people are back."

The housekeeper announced outside the door.

Heyday ink?!

Wen churan was surprised.

Why did he go back to his old house?

Soon, the door opened.

A man in a high-grade handmade suit came in from the door.

As we approached, it brought a chill.

The temperature of the study seemed to drop a few minutes because of his arrival.

He bowed to the upright old man Sheng.

"Grandpa."

As for Wen churan behind old man Sheng, he directly ignored him.

"Grandpa, why don't... I go out first?" Wen churan inquired in Grandpa Sheng's ear.

Master Sheng glared at her, "don't think about running! I haven't finished my education for you! "

Wen churan curled his mouth and stood in place.

Master Sheng looked at the opposite Shengshi ink again.

Just ready to speak, but suddenly stunned.

After a moment of silence, Master Sheng asked suspiciously, "fourth, what's the matter with your chin?"

Lifting his chin, Sheng Shimo's face was instantly gloomy.

At this time, he turned his eyes and gave Wen churan a cold look.

His chin is a woman's masterpiece.

And that woman, at the moment, is putting on an expression that she doesn't know anything.

After a long time, Mo answered at the height of time.

"The dog hit it."

dog?!

Wen churan quickly raised his head and stared angrily at Sheng Shimo.

Go to Temo's dog!

At that time, Mo noticed her eyes and turned his eyes to look at her. There was a trace of pride in his eyes.

that 's ok! Twice said she was a dog!

Wen churan sneered and suddenly coughed heavily.

Master Sheng immediately looked back.

She lifted the hair blocking her forehead and exposed the bruise on her forehead to the air.

Old man Sheng frowned, "girl, what's the matter with your forehead? It was also hit by a dog? "

Wen churan shakes his head and looks at Sheng Shimo, evoking a provocative smile.

Then youyou said, "I... Hit the dog!"

Come on! Hurt each other!

Who cares?!