Chapter 953 Let’s Start Over

They looked at each other in silence all the way. It was unknown how long it had passed before they arrived at the Presidential Palace. Before the car had even stopped, Sheng Shimo got out of the car with Wen Churan in his arms and rushed into the Presidential Palace.

The little Youtiao sitting in the driver's seat raised his head, closed his eyes, and clasped his hands together, as if he was praying for something.

The little milk can blinked his curious eyes, "Little Youtiao, what are you doing?"

The little Youtiao replied, "I am praying for President Mu Cheng's forgiveness from a distance. I hope he can forgive me for standing for President Adair and Miss Wen for a second, because the two of them... are too well matched!"

The little milk can pinched his nose and silently complained in his heart: How can my dad and mom not be well matched?

Wait! No! Why did he help the big pervert?

Bah bah bah! Not well matched at all, not at all!

Sheng Shimo directly carried Wen Churan back to his bedroom, and then gently put her on the sofa to sit down, cautiously looking as if he was treating a treasure.

As soon as she was put down, Wen Churan shrank into the corner of the sofa, trying to stay away from him as much as possible.

She was already thin, and at this moment, she curled up and looked even weaker, which made people feel pity.

She seemed to have become thinner than five years ago. When she was held, she had no weight at all, and she could even clearly feel her bones, which were a bit uncomfortable.

Sheng Shimo's heart suddenly softened, and he unconsciously reached out his hand to lift the hair on her left cheek.

Wen Churan shuddered all over, grabbed his hand fiercely, and widened her eyes, like a little white rabbit that was suddenly frightened.

Sheng Shimo also knew that he must have scared her, and whispered to comfort her, "Look at mine, I can't do anything..."

Wen Churan's frightened expression gradually eased, and her hand loosened.

Sheng Shimo lifted her hair again, and his movements were gentle for a long time, just afraid that he would scare her again.

When he lifted the hair, he saw a vertical scar on the woman's beautiful face that was particularly abrupt, like a flaw in something perfect, even if it was only a little bit, it was very conspicuous.

As he watched, Sheng Shimo couldn't help but gently rub the scar with his fingertips.

Fortunately, Wen Churan didn't show much reaction.

"How did you get this scratched?"

In fact, you don't need to ask to know that it must have been scratched when you jumped off the cliff.

But Sheng Shimo just wanted to ask.

He wanted to know what happened to her.

It was as if he could share some of her pain after knowing it.

"It was scratched by a stone." Wen Churan replied coldly.

Only a few words, no more description.

Sheng Shimo felt very distressed and hurriedly said, "It's okay, I can ask the best plastic surgeon to help you remove this scar and your foot... I can take you to rehabilitation, it will definitely get better, it will get better."

I don't know if he was comforting her or comforting himself.

Facing the man's earnestness, Wen Churan only said three words.

"No need."

The rejection was thorough.

Sheng Shimo suddenly stood up, and then rushed into the corner of the sofa and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Before she could resist, he couldn't wait to say, "Let's start over, Wen Churan... Let's start over..."

Wen Churan didn't expect him to say such a thing suddenly. After a few seconds of silence, she sighed in relief.

"It's been five years, everything has changed, and we... can't start over."

"Okay, it's okay!" Sheng Shimo hugged her harder and harder, like a child who had lost his sense of security, as if he wanted to integrate her into his bones and blood before he would stop.