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

"Xin Tiantian's child is not mine..." Wang Zichen explained: "The reason why she let Xiaokui drug herself is because that child is not mine at all. It is her and someone else's child, I've never even been with her..."

Lan Xinhui stared at the bodhi tree standing solemnly, without saying a word for a long time.

Wang Zichen remembered what she had said once, she said that the matter between him and Xin Tiantian had nothing to do with her.

When he was arguing with Xin Tiantian, she also seemed to turn a blind eye and turn a deaf ear.

For some unknown reason, a layer of panic suddenly surged in his heart.

There is nothing more sad than death.

If she argues with him, if she accuses him angrily, it means that she still has feelings for him, that she still cares about him.

However, she didn't look or listen, and her indifference, didn't it mean that her heart for him was dead?

He remembered reading an article one day that said:

The opposite of love is not hate, because hate means caring, and hate is actually another form of love.

The opposite of love is indifference, indifference, that is, no love, no care, death of heart, extinction of emotion...

Wang Zichen silently stared at Lan Xinhui.

At this time, she was wearing a plain smoky gray casual dress, as if she had turned into a nun in plain clothes, love and hate were empty, and she had no desires or desires...

The panic in Wang Zichen's heart gradually rose, he suddenly wanted to hold her in his arms, he really wanted to hold her tightly, so as to fill the void and panic in his heart.

However, he dared not.

At this time, under the bodhi tree, her eyes seemed to have grown on the bodhi tree, she seemed so sacred and inviolable.

After a long time, just when he thought he would never get a response from her, he heard her whisper and asked: "Looking from this side, what does this Bodhi tree look like?

Wang Zichen moved his eyes from her to the bodhi tree: "Its trunk is very strong, and its branches and leaves are also very lush and lush..."

Lan Xinhui didn't say anything, she just walked lightly to the other side of the tree.

Wang Zichen also followed her and walked over. When he looked at the tree again, he couldn't help being surprised: from this side, the trunk of this linden tree was hollowed out with a big hole, which looked very ugly, and the branches and leaves on this side were also sparse. Sparse, as if it was not the same tree as the one I saw just now.

Lan Xinhui said lightly: "People and things in the world are the same. Everyone's position is different, and the scenery they see is also different."

Wang Zichen couldn't help casting his eyes on her face again, her face was calm now, her eyes were clear and soft.She who is so peaceful, and who is so enlightened, seems to be shining with a holy golden light.

Lan Xinhui didn't say anything more, she walked back step by step along the way she came here.

This road happened to go around the linden tree for almost a week, so she learned the other side of the linden tree.

What she could see about Xin Tiantian was too narrow, so she didn't express any opinions.

However, she wanted to remind him that what he saw might not be complete either.

Just like his view of her, he always seems to be biased.

He once accused her of setting a trap to force him to marry her. After recovering her memory, she knew that this was not the case.

She felt that there was no need to explain this matter to him.Moreover, because she is also standing in the blind position, she has no way of knowing what the truth of the matter is like.

She didn't want to explore it either.

Those things have already become the past, so what's the point of pursuing them?