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

"Oh, so it's like this!" Lan Xinhui understood: "Auntie, don't be too polite, it's just a matter of little effort."

"You said it was just a matter of raising your hands!" Wen Jianshu's aunt took Lan Xinhui's hand and said, "I heard that because you saved him, you were hunted down by his enemies with knives and guns..."

She looked Lan Xinhui up and down: "Are you not injured?"

"No." Lan Xinhui shook her head, and said, "But the person I was with was injured."

"I heard that it is Mr. Wang!" Wen Jianshu said, "We have already thanked him in the hospital."

"Your cousin, is he okay now?" Lan Xinhui asked, "Is his life out of danger?"

"It's out of danger!" Wen Jianshu's aunt shook Lan Xinhui's hand gratefully, and said, "Girl! I really don't know how to thank you! If it weren't for you, my son might not be able to save him." I’m back! I’m just such a son! I gave birth to him when I was in my 40s or [-]s... If something happened to him, I wouldn’t be able to survive... You are not only my son’s savior, but also my savior where!"

"Auntie, you're being serious." Lan Xinhui was a little embarrassed by her words: "I also met by chance, so I just offered a little help."

At this time, Wen Jianshu's mother came forward and said to Lan Xinhui, "Miss Lan, don't be modest. Anyway, you are Bingze's lifesaver, and our whole family is very grateful to you. How about this, let's go eat together For lunch, let us say a little thank you."

It seems impolite to refuse when the elders come to invite guests so sincerely.Lan Xinhui smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

In the hospital, Wang Zichen's ward.

Seeing that Wang Zichen had only eaten half, An Ji pushed the lunch box away.

"What? Isn't it delicious?" He asked, "Or is it inconvenient for the left hand?"

"No appetite." Wang Zichen said sullenly.

"Did they go to her?" he asked.

Only An Ji, who had followed him for many years, could understand this seemingly nonsensical words. He knew that they were referring to Wen Jianshu, his mother and aunt, and she was referring to Lan Xinhui.

"En." An Ji nodded, and instantly understood why Wang Zichen couldn't eat lunch.He must have guessed that Lan Xinhui had dinner with Wen Jianshu and the others.

Wang Zichen didn't hide anything, he said sullenly: "Why do I have the feeling of 'making a wedding dress for others'?"

An Ji didn't blindly flatter and comfort him, he said objectively: "It's true. I heard that the Wen family had always opposed Wen Jianshu's pursuit of Lan Xinhui before, especially his mother was very against it. Now it seems that you unintentionally helped him Remove this obstacle."

"Mother!" Wang Zichen couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

"Then, do you still want the video from last night?" An Ji asked.

"Yes, why not?" Wang Zichen replied immediately, last night was a thrilling night he and Lan Xinhui experienced together, he must keep the video.

"By the way, I asked you to investigate about Lan Xinhui's childhood, how did your investigation go?" Wang Zichen asked again.

"No news has come back yet." An Ji said: "It should not be so fast, it has been so many years, and there was no surveillance video before, so it is not so easy to find."

Wang Zichen said: "No matter how difficult it is, we must find out. It doesn't matter if you spend a little more money."

What he wanted to find out was whether the person who met him in the Peach Blossom Forest that day and the person who rescued him later was Lan Xinhui.

Although he had already made up his mind, he wanted real evidence, just like the video last night, to keep a record of their emotional development.