Chapter 637 If You Don’t Enter the Tiger’s Den, How Can You Catch the Tiger’s Cubs?

“…”

Wen Churan was stunned for a moment.

What's the meaning? Let her take care of his injured son?

No, according to normal development, shouldn't both parties just say some polite words and be done with it?

What kind of miraculous operation is this by the President of Country Z?

Wen Churan thought he was joking, so he laughed in agreement.

Unexpectedly, the President of Country Z asked again, "Did Miss Wen agree?"

Wen Churan's smile suddenly froze.

Is he serious?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Country Z smiled and said, "Okay, then it's decided."

ah? Decide... decide what?

Who is going to take care of his son?

Wen Churan was about to politely refuse, but before he could say anything, he was suddenly overtaken by two voices.

"no!"

Sheng Shimo and Sheng Ziyuan spoke in agreement and objected at the same time.

Everyone looked around and saw that both of them had gloomy faces and menacing postures, as if they might rush up and beat up the President of Country Z at any time.

The President of Country Z showed an embarrassed look, "I also know that the responsibility for what happened today lies with my son, but now his memory has been eaten by a demon and he was injured and comatose. Miss Wen is a god who specializes in conquering demons. If Miss Wen is willing Taking care of my son, firstly, can ensure his safety and help him regain his memory, and secondly, maybe we can catch that monster, Miss Wen, what do you think?"

It was such a perfect set of words that Wen Churan really didn't know how to refuse it now.

If she refuses, it will appear that she is not sincere in conquering the demon, and will inevitably be suspected by the President of Country Z.

After some careful consideration, Wen Churan had no choice but to nod, "President, what you said...makes sense."

"Then Miss Wen agreed?"

"Yes." Wen Churan tried hard to maintain the stiff smile on his face, endured the resistance in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "I agree!"

The president of country Z showed a satisfied smile.

Wen Churan subconsciously looked towards Sheng Shimo, and happened to catch his gaze. There was a complicated look in the man's eyes that she couldn't understand, like an abyss, which made people feel inexplicably frightened.

Soon, he looked away again, turned and left without saying a word, his back as cold as an iceberg.

Sheng Ziyuan pulled Wen Churan into an unoccupied bedroom, locked the door, and asked in a cold voice, "Master, why did you agree to such a ridiculous request?!"

Wen Churan sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and sighed, "Do you think I am willing to agree? Willing to be a mother and take care of others? The president of country Z said that, and it was obvious that he was forcing me to agree. Moreover, he must have an ulterior motive for wanting me to take care of his son. Why don’t I take advantage of it? "

"Purpose?" Sheng Ziyuan frowned slightly and suddenly rushed forward and grabbed her arm tightly. "Since you know he has bad intentions, you still agree?"

The man's strength was too great. Wen Churan was throbbing in pain. While struggling, he said, "If you don't get into the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cub. If you want to know what his real purpose is, you can only agree to his request first, and...but... Just taking care of his son, and..."

"I don't want to." Sheng Ziyuan suddenly interrupted her, raised his hand and caressed her pink cheek, "Master, I don't want you to take care of other men."

The man's deep voice was filled with extreme dissatisfaction, vaguely mixed with some childlike coquettishness.

Wen Churan raised her head and met a scorching gaze. The man's deep eyes were like a prison, tightly confining her and not allowing her to have any idea of ​​escaping.