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

When Lan Xinhui and the others arrived at the parking lot, they saw Wang Zichen waiting there.

When they walked over, Wang Zichen kept staring at Lan Xinhui.

Lan Xinhui didn't look at him, she looked sideways at Wen Jianshu as she walked, "Thank you for contacting him tonight, otherwise we wouldn't know how to contact him, and we wouldn't be able to hear him say forgive us .

"Thank you?" Wen Jianshu smiled and said, "You still see each other like this? I said he won't care about it. You don't believe it... Besides, you have nothing to do with it!"

"The reason why he doesn't care about it is because of your face!" Lan Xinhui said: "So, thank you should be."

"It was my fault, so I should thank you very much! I owe this favor first..." Miao Miaomiao said, looked up to see Wang Zichen, and called "Brother".

Wang Zichen agreed, but his eyes were locked on Lan Xinhui's smiling face: "Lan Xinhui, I want to talk to you."

Lan Xinhui just glanced at him, the smile on her face stopped: "I'm sorry..."

She opened her mouth to refuse, but was stopped by Wang Zichen: "It won't take long, just a while."

Lan Xinhui thought for a while, and agreed: "Okay, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

Wang Zichen said: "I opened a compartment next to it... Let's go there and have some tea first... Miao Miao also comes together. After drinking tea, I will take you back."

"You don't need to drink tea." Lan Xinhui said lightly, "If you don't say anything here, then I'll go back."

Wang Zichen was furious: She wouldn't even drink tea with her?

"There's nothing we're talking about that people can't hear, right?" Lan Xinhui blinked, half-jokingly: "Could it be that you want to talk about things like murder, drug trafficking, and robbery?"

Seeing her mischievous smile on her face for the first time, Wang Zichen couldn't take his eyes off; the bright light in her big flashing eyes seemed to shine into the bottom of his heart at once, and his heart seemed to miss half a beat Shoot, for a while, I was speechless in a daze.

"What? Is this really the case?" Lan Xinhui smiled and waved to him: "Then there's no need to talk about it."

"Of course not." Wang Zichen finally found his own voice: "It's about Qingzhuan, one of my clients..."

"Thank you, but there's no need." Lan Xinhui said, "We have already contacted the supplier."

Wang Zichen just opened his mouth and was blocked for a moment, he was helping her!Why do you still look at her like that?

"If there is nothing else, then I will take my leave first." Lan Xinhui said.

"No, there's more, I have something to say..." Wang Zichen said quickly, but after finishing speaking, he didn't know what to say to her for a while.Fortunately, he was quick-witted. He looked at Miao Miaomiao, then at Wen Jianshu.

Miao Miaomiao immediately said, "Mr. Wen, is there a bathroom here? Please take me there."

Although Wen Jianshu was reluctant, he still took her there.

'If you have anything to say, just say it! "Wen Jianshu and Miao Miaomiao just turned and walked away, and Lan Xinhui urged them.

Wang Zichen glanced at the figures of the two leaving: "I think you'd be the best... best..." It's best not to get so close to that Wen Jianshu, but he couldn't say what happened next, he knew that if he If she really said it, Lan Xinhui must say who she was dating had nothing to do with him. He was annoyed to find that it really had nothing to do with him.

Seeing him hesitating for a long time, Lan Xinhui asked: "What's the best?"

Wang Zichen looked at Lan Xinhui who was looking at him calmly in front of him, and said casually: "You'd better not mess with the mandarin ducks." It means, you don't casually associate with people like Wen Jianshu.

"Disorderly mandarin ducks?" Lan Xinhui turned around and glanced at the figures of Wen Jianshu and Miao Miaomiao who had disappeared around the corner: "Are you talking about them? I didn't mean to match them up."

Wang Zichen said: "However, you meet and have dinner every three days..." You, it's you...

Lan Xinhui nodded: "I understand that you care about Miaomiao's mood, and I will pay attention to it in the future."