Chapter 1055 It’s Great to Have a Son

"You can't believe it too?" Mucheng asked.

Sheng Shimo came back to his senses instantly and nodded slightly.

Mucheng added, "There are many things that Xiaoran is unwilling to tell me, and it's not easy for me to ask. After all, you have known Xiaoran for many years. You should know better than me how many secrets Xiaoran has, so tonight It’s up to you to investigate.”

Sheng Shimo raised a sarcastic smile, "Now you know that she and I have known each other for many years? Didn't you feel confident before and thought that the many people she and I have known are not as good as the five years you and her have known each other?"

Mucheng said nothing, too lazy to argue with this barbaric man on such a boring matter.

After Mucheng left, Sheng Shimo opened the door a little and could clearly see Wen Churan lying on the bed. Seeing that her eyes were closed and her expression was relatively stable, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The next day, as soon as Wen Churan woke up, he heard a burst of crying.

She struggled to open her eyelids and saw a little carrot head lying on her belly crying. Xiao Youtiao stood aside and said with fear on his face, "Little actor, you will overwhelm Miss Wen's wound like this."

No wonder...no wonder her body felt so heavy, as if it was being oppressed by something, so oppressed that she couldn't breathe.

It turned out to be a small milk jug.

The little milk tank cried "Mummy... Mummy... Wuwuwu..."

Wen Churan raised his hand, pushed Little Milk Tank's head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Little Milk Tank... you are too heavy, it's time to lose weight..."

Hearing Wen Churan's voice, Little Milk Tank raised his head suddenly, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, and shouted in surprise, "Mom, you're awake!"

Then, he fell into Wen Churan's arms.

Wen Churan immediately let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, "Ah! It hurts, it hurts!"

Xiaoyoutiao hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the little milk jug lying on Wen Churan's chest.

"Little actor, Miss Wen has a wound on her chest, please be careful."

Wen Churan rubbed his chest, feeling that he had suffered a heavy blow.

The little milk tank struggled in Xiao Youtiao's arms, and kept stretching its arms towards Wen Churan, "Ma Ma... I want Ma Ma..."

Wen Churan stood up and waved to Xiao Youtiao, "Give me the little milk can."

Xiaoyoutiao then approached with the small milk can in his arms and carefully handed the small milk can to Wen Churan.

Wen Churan took it, grabbed the little milk jug's arm, and asked him to stand on her lap. Seeing his face covered with tears, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Why are you crying? I'm not dead."

Little Milk Can sobbed, "The servants said you were seriously injured and were about to die..."

The corners of Wen Churan's mouth twitched. These servants were spreading nonsense all day long.

"Mama, who in the world beat you to serious injuries?" Little Milk Pot clenched his fists, with a face full of resentment, and said angrily, "Mama, tell Little Milk Pot quickly, and Little Milk Pot will take revenge on you!"

The little milk bottle puffed out its cheeks, which was really cute. Wen Churan laughed, "It's just a thief. It's okay. The injury is not too serious."

"Where is the thief! Where is the thief!" Little Milk Pot Milk roared fiercely, "Let that big pervert find the thief quickly, and I will kick him in the chest a few times, hum hum hum!"

Seeing the indignant expression on the little milk can, Wen Churan suddenly felt a warmth surge in his heart, and immediately hugged him tightly into his arms, unable to help but sigh.

It's great to have a son...