Chapter 721 His Dilemma

She yelled angrily, "I told you I have no appetite, can you please stop bothering me!"

"Give you three seconds, open the door!"

Surprisingly, a man's voice sounded outside, even mixed with a hint of displeasure.

Is it Sheng Shimo? !

Wen Churan got out of the bed in an instant and stared in the direction of the door in disbelief.

Even with the door closed, she seemed to be able to see his slender figure standing outside the door.

Is it really him? Isn't it your own auditory hallucination?

Wen Churan got out of bed and opened the door hesitantly, only to see a servant standing outside the door, holding food in his hand and persuading him, "Ms. Wen, for the sake of the baby, you should eat more or less."

Not Sheng Shimo?

In an instant, a sense of loss spread rapidly in Wen Churan's heart, and even his small face seemed to have lost all the color and became extremely ugly.

Could it be... just my auditory hallucination?

But it’s obviously so real!

Suddenly, Wen Churan seemed to remember something. He raised his head suddenly, stretched his neck and looked to the other side of the corridor. Sure enough, he saw a figure flashing around the corner of the stairs.

The speed was extremely fast, almost in an instant, but she was still successfully captured. She was even 100% sure that the figure was Sheng Shimo.

It wasn't her hallucination just now, Sheng Shimo had indeed been here!

However, before she could open the door, he had already left.

Recalling the figure that flashed past the corner of the stairs just now, it seemed like he was running away.

Late at night, everything was silent, but the lights were still brightly lit in the study.

Sheng Shimo was sitting at the desk, with a pair of gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose, which made this man look like a gentle scum, adding a bit of ascetic beauty.

He straightened his waist and his expression was extremely solemn, as if something big had happened.

I saw him holding the pen tightly in his right hand, and the fingers of his left hand were clearly knuckled, and he was looking at a sticky note on the desk.

It turned out that the reason why he looked serious and remained silent was actually because he was thinking about how to write.

Sheng Shimo remembered that during the day, An was trying on a wedding dress at the Presidential Palace.

Even if Wen Churan didn't see it, she would still know about his and An's wedding.

I put down the pen and lifted it up again several times, but still couldn't write a word.

Looking at the hazy moonlight outside the window, Sheng Shimo's pupils were shaking slightly.

It is said that as long as a king is in charge of a country, he will encounter a dilemma - country and beauty.

But Sheng Shimo's dilemma was not like this.

Because he never cares about the country, let alone any beauties.

Only he himself knows his dilemma best...

The next morning, when Wen Churan got up, the servant brought candies as usual and watched her stuff the candies into her pocket before leaving.

Ann gave her several new sets of clothes some time ago. Each set of clothes has a pocket on it, which should be convenient for her to carry candies.

As usual, there was a post-it note on the coffee table. Wen Churan picked it up and looked at it line by line very carefully. Until she saw the last line, her expression changed instantly, and she stared with big astonished eyes, as if she had seen Something incredible.

The next second, she suddenly balled up the sticky note in her hand and slammed it into the trash can.

It was not difficult to find that Wen Churan's eyes were a little red, and he clenched his fists, as if he was holding back something, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

After an unknown amount of time, the pain from her nails digging into her palm finally made her loosen her fist.

If you want to know whether the male protagonist has recovered his memory, you can observe his usual performance.

Because the male protagonist before amnesia and the male protagonist after amnesia have slightly different personalities.

No matter what happens, I hope the babies can trust the male protagonist.