Chapter 1192

She was surprised to find that she was lying in bed, in the dark bedroom, there was no moonlight penetrating through the window, and there was no tall figure of a man, only silence spreading endlessly.

What about ink in its heyday?

He's gone?

She clearly stood in front of him and vented all her unwillingness and anger towards him.

But in a twinkling of an eye, he lay in bed again.

What just happened is just a dream?

Wen churan got up from bed and saw that there was no pillow on floor that she had lost.

Originally, it was just a dream

Yes, he's dead. How could he appear in front of her?

But why did even die, but still intrude into her dream? Upset her mind?

Wen churan wiped all the eyes on his cheeks and lay in bed again, but he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep anymore.

During the day, with Gu Nanpei beside her, she may be able to hold on and pretend that she doesn't care about Sheng Shimo's death.

But now, in the middle of the night, she was lying in bed alone. Her heart was like torn pain. When she closed her eyes, all she could think of was Sheng Shimo's face.

He smiled at her, he cried at her, he was angry at her, and he had no choice but to her.

And all the love hate entanglements they have had all the way since they first met.

Whether it was the good time spent with him or the painful memories he gave her, all appeared in my mind one by one like fragments.

She still hates him.

Hate him so dead, hate him to leave all the pain to her alone.

Vaguely, I woke up and finally stayed up until the next morning.

Wen churan gets up, washes and opens the door, but she is shocked to see people kneeling all over the floor.

She glanced quickly and found that the secretary general was kneeling in front, and the others kneeling on the ground were also government officials.

Because she had lived in the presidential palace before, she looked familiar.

These people are the most respected and worshipped people in a country except the president. They are a symbol of national power.

Now, they all kneel down in front of her, an ordinary woman.

"You... What are you doing?!"

The secretary general, headed by the secretary general, said, "Miss Wen, we are here to petition."

"Please what?"

"I ask you to promise the little milk can film emperor to succeed to the presidency."

After the Secretary General finished, a large group of officials behind him shouted in unison, "please promise the little milk can film emperor to succeed to the presidency."

This sound resounded throughout the president's house and attracted many servants to peek in the corner.

"Are you... Are you all crazy? Hurry up

Wen churan can't stand others like this.

The Secretary General bowed his head and said, "if you don't agree, Miss Wen, we won't get up."

Cheat? SAPO? Coercion and inducement?

He as like as two peas in the time of his career.

"You are officials of a country. You just kneel in front of a woman and say it. Aren't you afraid of humiliation?!"

"Not afraid." Said the Secretary General.

Then, a group of people behind him said in unison, "I'm not afraid."

"You..." Wen churan was in a hurry. "OK, you're powerful. If you want to kneel, kneel!"

She was too lazy to care about them and wanted to bypass them and leave them kneeling here.

Who knows, they all piled up at the door, so that she couldn't get out of the door at all!