Chapter 1199 Whose Little Prince Is This?

After discussing the arrangements for the ceremony, Wen Churan went downstairs with the secretary general and happened to meet Sheng Zhixun coming in from outside the presidential palace.

The secretary general said, "Mr. Sheng has been in the funeral home these two days."

Wen Churan had already guessed where he was going after not seeing him for the past two days.

It was only two days, but he had lost a lot of weight. He must have been too sad and had not eaten or slept well.

Sheng Zhixun came directly in front of her and stopped. The secretary general found an excuse to leave.

Wen Churan looked at him and felt distressed. Before she could speak, she heard him ask in a hoarse and weak voice.

"Fourth sister-in-law, do you agree to let Little Milk Can inherit the position of Fourth Brother as president?"

"Yes."

Sheng Zhixun suddenly became a little at a loss, holding the corner of his clothes tightly with both hands, as if he was struggling with something.

Wen Churan could see that he was different and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

He lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and muttered in a very unconfident manner, "Fourth sister-in-law, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said that you were cruel that day. I was just anxious for a moment..."

It turned out to be for this kind of thing.

Wen Churan sighed, patted his shoulder and said, "It's okay. I didn't take it to heart."

"Thank you, fourth sister-in-law, for making sacrifices for fourth brother."

Wen Churan forced a bitter smile, "What's there to thank for this?"

She was just repaying him for the sacrifices he had made for her.

"Go have a meal and sleep for a while." Wen Churan looked at Sheng Zhixun and whispered, "If you keep going like this, you will be exhausted."

Sheng Zhixun nodded.

The next day, the custom-made dress was delivered to the Presidential Palace, and Wen Churan took it to Xiao Nai Guan to try on.

Little Milk Can expressed his dislike, "It's so ugly, and it's so uncomfortable to wear."

Wen Churan coaxed softly, "Just wear it for one day, no... just wear it for a few hours, just keep going."

"Mom, will I be the president of Country V in the future?" Little Milk Can suddenly asked.

Wen Churan answered while helping him to tidy up his sleeves.

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

"What? A little brat wants to abuse his power?" Wen Churan patted Little Milk Can's butt.

Little Milk Can pouted, "Then I can't be the president for nothing, otherwise what's the difference between me and cheap labor..."

"You kid, you're really fussy and can't stand any loss."

The dress is a small suit, tailored for Little Milk Can, with a unique design but not exaggerated. When worn on Little Milk Can, it instantly enhances his temperament, making him look like a noble little prince, so handsome that the whole person seems to be shining.

Wen Churan led him to the mirror, smiling from ear to ear, and her words of praise flowed like the sea.

"Look! Look! Whose little prince is this!"

"He's so handsome, he's worthy of being my son, and he has completely inherited my excellent genes."

Gu Nanpei pushed the door open, and after seeing Gu Nanpei, his eyes were full of love.

"Wow! Little Milk Can is so handsome! I, a sister fan, am almost falling into a girlfriend fan!"

Little Milk Can glanced at Gu Nanpei speechlessly, "Forget it, you're more like an auntie fan!"

Gu Nanpei moved closer and pinched Little Milk Can's cheek, "Grandma fans are willing too."

Wen Churan slapped Gu Nanpei on the head, "Tell me, who are you trying to take advantage of?!"