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

In the evening, Wang Zichen was in a luxurious villa in the suburbs.

Wang Zichen brought four clean tall crystal wine glasses to the bar and put them away. When the doorbell rang, he wiped his hands, picked up the remote control, and opened the door remotely.

After a while, I heard Ou Zijie's voice, saying: "If you don't drink, you don't go to the bar. What's the point of drinking here? ... Where is he?"

"Here." Wang Zichen agreed in a loud voice.

The footsteps of several people came towards the bar, accompanied by Ou Zijie's loud voice: "I said, prince, when did you become so stingy? Instead of going to the bar for drinking, you called home?"

Wang Zichen waited for them to come over before replying: "The house is quiet." He glanced at Ou Zijie, An Ji, and Wang Ziji who walked in side by side, and raised the wine bottle in his hand: "I can't blame you."

"Yo ho!" Ou Zijie reached out and snatched the wine bottle, his eyes widened when he saw it: "50 years of royal salute?!"

"Everyone sit down!" Wang Zichen gestured for everyone to sit on the chairs in front of the bar, he patted them on, and the specially invited chef quickly brought out the appetizers.

Wang Zichen personally placed the tall crystal wine glasses in front of everyone, then reached out to take the wine bottle from Ou Zijie's hand, skillfully opened the bottle cap, and poured the wine into the decanter.

"It's rare for the prince to serve us in person. I'm so flattered!" Ou Zijie joked with a playful smile, "By the way, why are you so courteous all of a sudden today? Don't tell me, you got a girlfriend?"

After Wang Zichen sobered up, he poured wine for them and his own glass one by one, and then raised the glass: "Come, touch one!"

The four crystal cups collided lightly, making a crisp and pleasant sound, accompanied by the four people's heroic voices: "Do it!"

After clinking glasses, the four of them tasted the wine one after another. Ou Zijie smacked his mouth exaggeratedly and said, "It tastes really good! No wonder it's so ridiculously expensive... By the way, Prince, you have kept this wine well. What happened today?" Suddenly opened?"

"Because I got married today." Wang Zichen pretended to be relaxed and said indifferently, but when he heard his own words, he was not relaxed and indifferent, but his tone was a little strange, and his voice was a little tense.

"marry?!"

"today?!"

Rao Anji and Wang Ziji were very surprised.

Ou Zijie was even more exaggerated, and directly spit out the wine in his mouth with a "poof--", and then he coughed earth-shatteringly.

Wang Zichen ignored their shock, turned around and took out the glowing red marriage certificate from the corner of the bar, and waved it proudly in front of their eyes.

Ou Zijie snatched it while coughing: "Ahem, cough, cough, Lan Xinhui?! Cough cough..."

"You left me alone in the service area just to get the certificate?" Wang Ziji finally understood: "Brother, this is the first time I've seen you so impulsive."

Even An Ji, who is usually cautious in words and deeds, couldn't help asking: "Why so suddenly?" It turned out that Wang Zichen asked him to check the marriage registration information because he was going to get the certificate himself?However, before today, there was no sign of him getting married at all!

"Cough cough cough...what's the situation?" Ou Zijie said anxiously while coughing: "cough cough cough, this is... cough cough cough, you are not married to a son, are you?"

"Anyway, I got married today." Wang Zichen took his own wine glass and touched their wine glasses one by one: "Brothers, bless me!"