Chapter 1199

After roughly discussing the arrangement of the ceremony, Wen churan followed the Secretary General downstairs and just met Sheng Zhixun coming in from outside the presidential palace.

The Secretary General said in a aside, "Mr. Sheng has been in the funeral home these two days."

He hasn't been seen these two days, and Wen churan has already guessed his whereabouts.

It's only two days. He has lost a lot of weight. He must be too sad, can't eat well and can't sleep well.

Sheng Zhixun came directly to her and stopped. The Secretary General wisely found an excuse to leave.

Wen churan looked at his mental baldness and was distressed. Before he could speak, he heard him ask first. His voice was hoarse and weak.

"Sister-in-law, have you agreed to let the little milk can inherit the position of president of the fourth brother?"

"Yes."

Sheng Zhixun suddenly became a little helpless. He clenched his clothes tightly with his hands, as if he were struggling with something.

Wen churan could see his difference and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

He bowed his head like a child who had done something wrong and muttered, "sister-in-law, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said you were cruel that day. I was in a hurry..."

It was for this kind of thing.

Wen churan sighed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "it's okay, I don't take it to heart."

"Thank you, sister-in-law. You are willing to sacrifice for brother-in-law."

Wen churan pulled out a wry smile and said, "what can I thank you for?"

She was just paying back the sacrifices he had made for her.

"You go to eat and sleep first." Wen churan looked at Sheng Zhixun and whispered, "if you go on like this, you will be tired."

Sheng Zhixun nodded.

The next day, the custom-made dress was sent to the presidential palace. Wen churan took it to try on the small milk can.

The little milk can said that he disliked "it's so ugly, and it's hard to wear."

Wen churan coaxed softly, "just wear it for one day, no... Just for a few hours. Stick to it."

"Ma Ma, will I be the president of country V in the future?" The little milk can suddenly asked.

Wen churan answered as he helped him tidy his sleeves.

"Then... Does everyone have to listen to me?"

"What? A little boy wants to abuse his power? " Wen churan patted the bottom of the small milk can.

The little milk can tilted its mouth. "Then I can't be the president for nothing, otherwise it's different from cheap labor..."

"You child, you really care about everything. You can't afford to lose at all."

The dress is a small suit tailored for the small milk can. The design is unique but not exaggerated. Wearing it on the small milk can instantly improves his temperament and sets him off like a noble little prince. He is so handsome that the whole person seems to be shining.

Wen churan led him to the mirror and couldn't close his smile. His words of praise were like sea water.

"Look! have a look! Whose little prince is this? "

"Handsome fried, worthy of being my son, completely inherited my excellent gene."

Gu Nanpei pushes the door and enters. When he sees Gu Nanpei, his eyes are filled with love.

"Wow! The little milk can is so handsome! My sister powder is almost reduced to girlfriend powder! "

The little milk can glanced at Gu Nanpei silently. "Pull it down, you're an aunt, and the powder is almost the same!"

Gu Nanpei approached and pinched the cheek of the small milk can. "Grandma powder is willing to."

Wen churan slapped Gu Nanpei on the head. "Tell me, who do you want to take advantage of?!"