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

Seeing that Lan Xinhui didn't reply for a long time, Wang Zichen said again: "Let's go together!"

Lan Xinhui shook her head quickly: "No, I won't go...I'm very busy today."

"Don't you want to know the truth at that time?" Wang Zichen asked: "You don't want to know why both of us were drugged for no reason? Don't you want to know why we were given a honeymoon suite for no reason?"

Hearing Wang Zichen say this, why does the more she listens, the more it seems like a conspiracy?

However, she said: "Even if we know, what's the use? Even if we know, we can't go back to the past, and we can't change the trajectory of things."

"However, I want the truth." Wang Zichen said: "My first time, I don't want to be so inexplicably..."

first?Lan Xinhui suddenly caught such a word inexplicably.

"It's your first time too?" Wang Zichen asked, "Are you willing to just die like that for the first time?"

How can it be?She was also so annoyed that she lost the first time for no reason, which was the person she left in her heart.But, now, it is impossible.

That night, she changed the trajectory of her life, and completely lost her chance to be with the person she had always missed.

Thinking of Wang Ziji, Miao Miaomiao and Han Ni downstairs, she suddenly felt that things seemed to be very complicated.

As soon as I thought of Han Ni, Han Ni came.

She knocked on the open door: "Brother Zichen, you can have breakfast."

"Okay, I'll come right away." Wang Zichen responded.

Lan Xinhui saw that he was not at all surprised by Han Ni's appearance. It turned out that he had always known that Han Ni was in this house.Perhaps, Han Ni came to take care of him last night.

Lan Xinhui hurriedly bid farewell with her mobile phone: "I should go." Saying that, she turned around hastily and was about to go out.

However, Wang Zichen quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her back. He trapped her between him and the dressing table.

She looked at her in astonishment, and almost blurted out to ask him: "What are you doing?" But in view of his previous two straightforward answers, she refrained from speaking, and just looked at him questioningly.

"There is one thing I want to tell you solemnly..." However, before the main point was said, Han Ni knocked on the door again, saying that the porridge was going to be cold.

With another audience, Wang Zichen didn't want to talk anymore, he sighed and said, "Forget it, you'll know soon if you don't talk about it."

"Okay," Lan Xinhui said, struggling to push him away, and tidying up her somewhat messy clothes.

"I will try my best to find out the truth within the next few days, and I will tell you when the time comes." Wang Zichen said.

"Okay." Lan Xinhui said, she pushed away Wang Zichen who was standing in front of her, touched his smooth skin, she withdrew her hand as if being burned.

Fortunately, Wang Zichen quickly moved out of the way, but his eyes were still fixed on her: "Let's have some breakfast together!"

"No, thank you! I've already eaten." Lan Xinhui said, and hurried away.

Only then did Wang Zichen grab a casual T-shirt and put it on, and went downstairs to see Han Ni arranging the dishes.

"Thank you for your hard work, I called you over early in the morning." He sat down at the dining table and took a deep breath: "This porridge is delicious!"

"That's right, the smell is all over the room!" Han Ni said with a smile, "This kind of fragrant rice is so special."

"It was brought by her. In the past, I just put a little bit into it every time I cooked," Wang Zichen said with a smile, "She must have been so distressed when she smelled the strong fragrance today...By the way, your sister-in-law didn't Shall I show you the face?"

"No..." Han Ni raised her eyebrows suddenly: "My sister-in-law?"

"Yes, she is your sister-in-law," Wang Zichen said with certainty, "It was in the past, and it will be in the near future."