Chapter 1233 Strangely Familiar

Xiao Nai Guan is right.

In any case, we have to meet him first.

The secretary-general's son is quite mysterious. For so long, no one knows what his true face is, and he has been reluctant to show up.

This time, he must be caught in the act.

Wen Churan sat on the sofa, drinking tea and eating snacks, feeling a little bored. There was a TV in the hall, but she didn't dare to watch it, for fear of alerting the enemy, so she could only swipe her phone.

As she swiped, Wen Churan's vision became more and more blurred, and her eyelids became heavier.

Soon, she couldn't hold on and fell asleep directly.

I don't know how long I slept, but I felt that my body became heavy in my dream, as if something was pressing on me.

She woke up instantly, and then she realized that she had accidentally fallen asleep. She sat up straight in a hurry, and happened to see a man appear on the stairs.

Because the man was walking to the second floor, Wen Churan could only see his back.

But it was this back that made Wen Churan freeze his eyes.

She knew this back!

Slender, weak, lonely, and a little weak.

It was the back figure she saw when she entered the wrong room at the last banquet.

So, the man in front of her was the secretary-general's son, who had never shown his face - Bai Yisi!

Wen Churan got up from the sofa excitedly. She didn't know what suddenly slipped off her body. She looked down and saw a blanket lying at her feet.

Looking at the blanket that fell from her body, and then looking at the back figure on the stairs, she suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Mr. Bai Yisi, please stay!"

Hearing this call, the man on the stairs suddenly stopped.

Wen Churan immediately picked up the blanket on the ground, held it tightly in her hand, stared at the man with only his back on the stairs, and asked softly, "This blanket... is it you covered me with?"

"No." The man's tone was indifferent, but his voice was slightly weak.

Wen Churan had heard the secretary-general's wife mention it before, saying that although her son had woken up, he had been seriously injured after all, so he had left some root causes of illness and had been very weak.

This could be detected from his slow footsteps and slightly weak voice.

Therefore, Wen Churan also lowered his voice, "Since you're downstairs, can I talk to you... face to face?"

"I said, I don't want to see you." The man was already impatient.

Wen Churan didn't say anything else, but tiptoed towards the back.

Although she didn't want to do this, there was no way, he didn't want to see her, she could only force him to meet him.

However, before Wen Churan had time to get close, the man seemed to have noticed her movements, and suddenly shouted angrily, "Don't get close to me!"

Wen Churan was so scared that he stopped and swallowed nervously.

"That... I don't mean to offend, I just wonder... why you don't want to face me?"

Even if he hated her, he wouldn't even let her look at his face, right?

She and him didn't have any deep hatred.

At this time, the man smiled coldly, "There are many people who want to see me every day. Do I have to meet them one by one?"

Such narcissistic words.

But these narcissistic words made Wen Churan feel inexplicably familiar.

Why was it familiar? She couldn't remember for a while.

"Mr. Boyce, you misunderstood. I want to see you not out of selfishness."