Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

"Heh!" Ji Ziyang snorted coldly, turned around and walked in another direction.

Han Yanran, who followed closely, looked at a few people, stomped her feet and hurriedly followed.

This man ran out of it in a hurry, and she knew that something would happen, fortunately, the two of them are still rational now.

She just thought she would see two men fighting when she came here!
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The sunlight came in from the window and scattered on the soft and white carpet, making the whole room seem extra warm.

In the very girl's room, the floor-to-ceiling windows were blown by the breeze outside the window, shaking gently.

There are light pink and light blue decorations throughout the room, which makes people feel warm and girly.

On the bed, Jiang Muyu woke up with a confused look on his face.

"woke up?"

The door was pushed open, and an aunt-like woman walked in with food.

Jiang Muyu looked at her: "Who are you?"

"Miss, I'm the aunt of my family. You used to call me Aunt Zhang. Have you forgotten?"

Jiang Muyu blinked her eyes, raised her finger and pointed at herself, with a confused expression on her face: "I'm Miss?"

"Yes, miss, are you sleepy?"

Jiang Muyu shook her head and thought about it seriously.

In the messy memory, there seemed to be something unusually clear.

"That's right, I must have fallen asleep. I was dreaming just now." Jiang Muyu tilted her head and thought for a while, then smiled immediately.

In the dream, she seemed to be marrying a handsome guy.

There are three very cute and beautiful children around her, two sons and one daughter, and she likes it just by looking at them.

She woke up before the wedding started!
Jiang Muyu said with a smile: "I had a wonderful dream. In the dream, I was wearing a beautiful and dreamy white wedding dress, and I was going to marry a handsome guy. Unfortunately, I couldn't see anything clearly in the dream, but I just thought he was a god. The most handsome boy out there."

Aunt Zhang put the tray in her hand on the table, "Yes, yes, miss, come and eat quickly, and the teacher of the painting class will come later, have you forgotten?"

"Oh!"

Jiang Muyu stuck out her tongue, got up from the bed, and ran to the small table.

Eating, looking at everything in the surrounding room, why did she have a feeling that seemed very familiar, but always felt strange and strange.

I always feel that I don't really like such a princess-like room.

"Aunt Zhang, is this my room?" She looked at Aunt Zhang next to her suspiciously.

The feeling that Aunt Zhang gave her...

Well, how should I say it?

It feels very similar to this room, it seems to have seen it before, but it seems a little strange.

Aunt Zhang smiled kindly: "Miss, have you forgotten? You just came back from a foreign country to recuperate. It has only been two days since you came back. This room was also prepared for you by the husband temporarily. You can change everything."

Hearing Aunt Zhang's words, Jiang Muyu was stunned.

There's nothing wrong with that!

She said that she was definitely not sleepy.

How could it be possible that I don't remember what my room looks like, I just came back here for a few days, it's not normal if I'm not familiar with it!

"Crack..."

The door was pushed open again.

The boss in black pushed the door open and walked in, with a strange emotion in his soft eyes, he raised his hand and knocked on the door twice.

He only opened his mouth when he saw the woman looking up, "Yue'er..."

The woman bit the spoon, then looked at the person, and slowly smiled.