The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

"How did I know that this matter can't be used as a joke!" Wang Ziji said innocently, he glanced at his brother's sullen side face, suppressed his smile, and said seriously: "Then I won't be joking, I just He should be recruited to be her husband."

"Nonsense!" Wang Zichen roared, because he was too emotional, his hand shook again, and the car floated to the side again.Fortunately, he turned back in time, so the car didn't crash into the guardrail.

"Brother, brother," Wang Ziji said hurriedly, "Calm down and drive, I don't want to die yet, I'm not married yet!"

"What kind of marriage?" Wang Zichen said, "Do you know who she is?"

"Who is she?" Wang Ziji asked cautiously, "Is she my sister-in-law?"

Wang Zichen paused, and then said: "Nonsense!"

Wang Ziji said: "Since she has nothing to do with you, why are you so excited?"

"It's mainly because she has had a lot of negative news." Wang Zichen pondered for a moment, and then said, "It's not that she and I have nothing to do with each other."

Wang Ziji said deliberately: "You said it, customer relations!"

"I slept with her." Wang Zichen said it anyway, he really didn't want his brother to get involved, otherwise the two brothers had entanglements with a woman one after another, what did they say?

Wang Ziji finally got the words out, he deliberately pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "No wonder you were so excited just now."

"In short," Wang Zichen said, "don't have any more entanglements with her."

"Okay." Wang Ziji said bluntly: "She didn't give me a chance either. I think she will find someone else to be her temporary husband?"

"What temporary husband?" Wang Zichen frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wang Ziji patiently explained: "A temporary husband is a husband who registers with her and divorces after she legally gives birth to a child."

"Why does she need to do this?" Wang Zichen frowned even tighter: "Why doesn't she go find the child's father when she wants to get married?"

Wang Ziji replied fluently: "She said that the child's father doesn't believe her and doesn't want them."

Hearing this answer, Wang Zichen fell silent, all the past between him and Lan Xinhui flashed through his mind.

Suddenly, the fast-moving vehicle was braked suddenly and slowed down. Wang Zichen in the car reached out and pressed the number of the car phone. Soon, Lan Xinhui's voice echoed softly in the car: "Hello, hello!"

Wang Zichen asked, "Where are you now?"

Lan Xinhui was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm in a taxi."

"Where is it?"

"I don't know." Lan Xinhui said, "It's been about 10 minutes since I got on the bus from the airport."

"License plate number?" After hearing Lan Xinhui's report of the license plate number, Wang Zichen said, "Let the driver enter the suburban service area. I'll wait for you inside the service area."

"But..." Lan Xinhui wanted to refuse, she didn't want to see him right now.

"Or, do you want me to stop your car on the highway?" Wang Zichen said firmly, as if he was determined to win.

Stopped on the highway?How dangerous is that?Lan Xinhui compromised: "I'll just go into the service area."

When Lan Xinhui took a taxi to the temporary parking belt next to the entrance of the service area, she saw Wang Zichen's car parked there, and the taxi she took stopped when Wang Zichen's car rushed over.

He lowered the window and said, "Get in the car."