Chapter 745

Wen churan shook his head.

What should she know?

Is there anything else?

The servant followed him and explained, "because of poor care, you accidentally fell into a coma. Gina has been expelled from the presidential palace."

expel?!

Wen churan was shocked.

She didn't know that Gina had gone.

"Did the president drive her away?" Wen churan asked again.

The servant replied, "Your Excellency the president handed over Gina's punishment to miss an. Miss an dismissed Gina."

Ann

So many complicated things happened when I was in a coma.

Wen churan had an unspeakable taste in her heart, which made her feel very uncomfortable all over.

Ann Ben terminated the wedding because of her, and even punished a servant himself.

If she remembered correctly, Gina was Ann's own servant.

Isn't Sheng Shimo embarrassing ANN by doing so?

Wen churan can't imagine how uncomfortable Ann should be!

Because she is a woman, she can fully sympathize with her feelings. At this moment, she feels even more guilty about Ann.

Downstairs, as soon as I entered the restaurant, I saw a figure sitting at the table.

Wen churan's footsteps were shocked and his face became stiff.

For a moment, she had an impulse to turn around and run.

However, before I could take action, a woman's voice came from the restaurant.

"Good afternoon, Miss Wen."

If I knew Ann was here, Wen churan would not go downstairs.

But at the moment, both of them have met face to face. Even if she wants to go, she can't go away. She can only go into the restaurant and say with a dry smile, "good noon."

Take your seat and the servant begins to cook.

Wen churan was on pins and needles and just wanted to finish the lunch quickly.

There was silence in the restaurant, only the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding.

Ann said nothing about yesterday, as if nothing had happened.

But Wen churan's heart is suffering.

The more peaceful she was, the more guilty she was.

After a fierce struggle, Wen churan couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and broke the silence first.

"Miss ANN, what happened yesterday... I'm really sorry..."

Ann raised her head and looked at Wen churan. There was no expression on her face. She was a little too calm.

Wen churan was a little nervous, and even the palms of his hands burst into a cold sweat.

"It doesn't matter." Ann laughed it off.

The wedding was interrupted, which is a sorry and it doesn't matter?

Although Wen churan understood that Ann's sorry was not sincere, Wen churan was a little relieved.

Just as she picked up her chopsticks and continued to eat, an's voice suddenly sounded across the street.

"It doesn't matter... I just became the laughing stock of the whole V country because of you."

In an instant, Wen churan's body shook and looked up fiercely. She saw an's mouth still with a generous smile, as if what she said just now didn't come from her mouth.

This irony is more painful than explicit scolding.

Wen churan would rather Ann scold herself. No matter how fierce or miserable she scolds, she can accept it, because this irony is like a needle that directly stabbed into her heart.

It doesn't hurt, but it's more torture, and it can't be pulled out. It comes out to stab her from time to time.

Ann is very smart. She knows that if she scolds, it will not only make the ink more biased towards Wen churan, but also reduce Wen churan's inner guilt.

It's better to be generous first, and then use sarcasm from time to time.

As long as Wen churan still has a conscience, he will feel torture and pain.

It's called hiding a needle in a hole. There's no blood to kill.