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

When Han Yanran woke up, it was already night, and it was all dark from the outside.

She changed the slim dress she was wearing, put on a loose David coat, opened the door and walked out.

The whole villa was quiet.

As soon as she walked out, she found that the lights in the next room were on, the door was also open, and she could faintly hear footsteps coming from inside.

Han Yanran only thought it was Ji Ziyang inside, and walked over with her slippers on, holding her long hair while walking.

"Ji Ziyang, do you have anything to eat? I'm starving to death. If you starve me to death, be careful that I will eat your flesh at night..."

He casually rolled up his long hair, but didn't hear any response.

"Ji Ziyang, I..."

Han Yanran fixed her hair, looked up and met a pair of surprised eyes.

Ji's mother, who was in the room, saw Han Yanran's expression until now, which can be described as enriched.

Shock, surprise, joy, shock...

Therefore, when Han Yanran met her eyes, he was shocked by the light in the other's eyes.

Ji's mother: "You are the little girl of the Han family, right? Mu Yu and I mentioned you, saying that you are very beautiful and have a temperament."

More importantly, how could this little girl be in her son's villa, sleep in his son's room, and wear his son's clothes.

Just thinking of this, Ji's mother is so excited that she wants to sing and dance.

Han Yanran knew that Ji's mother lived in the UK all year round, but she did not expect to meet in this situation.

After being stunned for a few seconds, she quickly regained her sanity.

There was an elegant and friendly smile on his face, and he greeted him: "You should be my aunt. I remember seeing you once at home when I was very young, but it was too young at that time, and I may be as tall as you are now. It's different, Auntie, you may not recognize me."

Ji's mother: "Yes, yes, yes, when you say that, I think of it, I have seen a girl from the Han family."

The elder seemed to have shining eyes, turning back and forth on her body.

"I don't know how many times she looks better than before when she grows up. I used to be thin and small. I remember that I was joking about giving you to our son as a wife."

Han Yanran smiled, "Thank you, Auntie, for the compliment..."

When Ji Ziyang received the call and came back, he saw two people chatting in the room.

The harmonious and warm atmosphere between the two of them almost made him think that he was the outsider.

"Son, are you back?"

It took a long time for Ji's mother to discover his existence, her eyes were shining brightly, and there was no headache when she chatted with him before.

Ji Ziyang twitched the corner of his mouth, "Didn't you faint from the pain in your head? Must you let me hurry back?"

Look at my mother's ruddy complexion and refreshed look, there is nothing sick about it.

Then he glanced at the people next to him, and stared at Han Yanran's clothes for a while, the more he looked at them, the more familiar they looked.

"What are you looking at?" Sensing his gaze, Han Yanran stood up and turned around in front of him, "You look familiar, I found it in your closet, it suits me quite well."

No wonder he looked so familiar.

When he was more presumptuous in the past, he always preferred to wear sweaters. He felt loose and comfortable. He bought a lot at that time, and some of them were still kept in the corner of the closet.

Fortunately, Han Yanran was able to find out...