Chapter 1192 Aren’t You Afraid of Being Embarrassed if You Tell Others About It?

She suddenly found herself lying on the bed. In the dim bedroom, there was no moonlight penetrating from the window, and there was no tall figure of a man. There was only silence spreading endlessly.

Where is Sheng Shimo?

He disappeared?

She was clearly standing in front of him, venting all her resentment and anger to him.

But in the blink of an eye, she was lying on the bed again.

Was everything that happened just a dream?

Wen Churan got up from the bed and saw that there was no pillow she had thrown on the floor.

It turned out that it was just a dream just now...

Yes, he was dead, so how could he appear in front of her?

But why did he still invade her dreams even after he died? Disturb her mood?

Wen Churan wiped all the eyes from her cheeks and lay back on the bed, but she tossed and turned and could no longer fall asleep.

During the day, with Gu Nanpei by her side, she might be able to hold on and pretend that she didn't care about Sheng Shimo's death.

But now, in the middle of the night, she was lying alone in bed, her heart was in pain as if it was torn apart. When she closed her eyes, all that came to her mind was Sheng Shimo's face.

There was his smile at her, his cry at her, his anger at her, and his helplessness at her.

And all the love-hate entanglements they had experienced since their first meeting until now.

Whether it was the good times she had spent with him or the painful memories he had given her, all of them were like fragments, emerging in her mind one by one.

She still hated him very much.

She hated that he died like this, and hated that he left all the pain to her alone.

She was dazed, sleeping and waking up, and finally made it to the next morning.

Wen Churan got up, washed up, and opened the door, but saw that there were people kneeling on the ground at the door, which really scared her.

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

Because she had lived in the Presidential Palace before, she was very familiar with them.

These people are the most respected and worshipped people in a country after the president, and they are the symbol of a country's power.

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

"What are you doing?!"

The secretary general in the lead said, "Miss Wen, we are here to petition."

"What?"

"Please agree to let the little milk can actor inherit the presidency."

After the secretary general finished speaking, a large group of officials behind him also shouted in unison, "Please agree to let the little milk can actor inherit the presidency."

This voice resounded throughout the presidential palace, attracting many servants, who hid in the corners and peeked.

"Are you all crazy? Get up quickly!"

Wen Churan couldn't stand others doing this the most.

The secretary general lowered his head and said, "If you don't agree, Miss Wen, we won't get up."

Playing tricks? Throwing a tantrum? Coercion and inducement?

Sheng Shimo really trained his officials to be exactly like him.

"You are officials of a country, kneeling in front of a woman like this, aren't you afraid of being embarrassed if you tell others about it?!"

"No." said the secretary general.

Then, a group of people behind her also said in unison, "Don't be afraid."

"You..." Wen Churan was furious, "Okay, you are awesome, kneel down if you want!"

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

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