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

"What are you trying to get rich?" Wang Zichen walked up to them at some point and asked.

Millie joked, "I said, if Huihui marries you, it means he has caught a rich man."

"Really?" Wang Zichen responded lightly, and glanced at Lan Xinhui.

Lan Xinhui felt a little uncomfortable when she was uttered by the words "fishing for a rich man". She was even more disturbed when Wang Zichen glanced at her with unclear meaning. She turned and walked away: "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

In order to express the solemnity and celebration of the move, grandma asked Lan Xinhui to make five-color glutinous rice.Lan Xinhui and Mi Li worked together in the spacious kitchen for half an hour, cooking a few dishes, Wang Zichen asked An Ji to call "Zhengwuge" to deliver some dishes, and everyone had a meal together .

Hao Shuai was also invited by Lan Xinhui for dinner.

According to the custom of moving, some desserts should be cooked on the night of moving, which represents the sweetness of life in the future.

After the water boiled, Lan Xinhui put the sweet glutinous rice balls in and closed the lid.When she turned around, she almost bumped into someone who was standing behind her at some point.

Lan Xinhui was taken aback, turned her head to take a look, patted her chest and said angrily, "Senior, why did you come here suddenly?"

"Why did you invite Wang Zichen and the others to dinner?" Hao Shuai frowned and asked, "Are you planning to date him?"

"It's not dating." Lan Xinhui turned around, looked at him and replied seriously: "We have already obtained a marriage certificate."

"What?!" Hao Shuai was startled, although he fought with Wang Zichen because he didn't want to take responsibility, but when he first heard that Lan Xinhui was married to Wang Zichen, he still ate it hard Surprised.

"But, you...he..." Don't he and she have no relationship basis?How can you say that you get married when you get married?

"Senior, I know what you're worried about. Thank you for caring for me all the time." Lan Xinhui said calmly, "This path is my choice, and I will seriously walk down it."

Hao Shuai was silent for a moment, and said: "Then, I wish you happiness!" He heard some inexplicable astringency in his tone.

"You should say, I wish 'you happiness'" corrected Wang Zichen who also entered the kitchen at some point.He looked at Hao Shuai with piercing eyes, and said, "Also, I hope you don't scare my wife like this in the future, she is..."

"Grandma, why did you come in too?" Lan Xinhui saw that grandma had also come in with sharp eyes, and interrupted Wang Zichen in time.

"Let me see if the glutinous rice balls are ready," Zhu Jiumei said, and she glanced at the two outstanding men standing on both sides of Lan Xinhui: "Come and sit with the guests in the living room."

"Okay." Lan Xinhui took Wang Zichen and Hao Shuai out of the kitchen and back to the living room.

But Wang Zichen grabbed her wrist and took her to a nearby guest room: "When are you going to tell grandma about our marriage?"

"Wait until the wedding is ready!" Lan Xinhui said, "Have you told your parents about our matter?"

"I said it." Speaking of this, Wang Zichen couldn't help but feel a little irritated. After returning home on the wedding day, he called back to tell the story, but he was scolded, saying that he made decisions about the marriage without authorization.

Seeing his displeasure, Lan Xinhui vaguely guessed his family's attitude, after a moment of silence, she asked again: "Then, did you tell them...about the child?"

"Yes." Wang Zichen replied, seeing Lan Xinhui talking about the child with a gentle tone, he couldn't help but look at her belly, his tone became gentle unconsciously: "They will agree."

As he said that, he couldn't help reaching out to touch her stomach. Lan Xinhui consciously wanted to hide, but she held back.

"Come and eat glutinous rice balls!" Millie's voice suddenly came: "Uh, did I bother you?"