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

Xin Tiantian yelled "Ouch" and fell down. She fell to the floor, hugging her feet and moaning in pain.

In fact, at first she just wanted to pretend to shake, thinking that Wang Zichen next to her would reach out to help her, so that she could respond to Lan Xinhui.She figured that even if Wang Zichen didn't help her, his younger brother Wang Ziji would help her.

Who knew, as soon as Wang Zichen heard the sound of "Ouch", like a conditioned reflex, he immediately reached out to support Lan Xinhui, which made Xin Tiantian feel very apprehensive.

And Wang Ziji looked on as if he had nothing to do with himself, and stood by and watched Xin Tiantian, then fell down magnificently.

It was Chi Fanglian who rushed over anxiously, and asked with concern: "Tiantian, are you okay? Did you sprain your foot again?"

"I forgot that my foot was injured. I kicked the chair next to me when I stood up just now..." Xin Tiantian's face twisted a little, it was really painful.She also did it to herself, and really twisted her foot when she pretended to fall.

"Xiao Ji, help me quickly." Chi Fanglian beckoned to Wang Ziji, who was standing by indifferently, and asked him to come over and help Xin Tiantian up.

"Looks like I have to go to the hospital." Chi Fanglian saw that Xin Tiantian's face was uglier than when she was at the airport, so she couldn't help but feel worried. She said to her younger son, "Xiao Ji, take her to the hospital!"

"Okay." Wang Ziji replied lazily, and placed Xin Tiantian who was lifted up on the chair beside him: "Please wait a moment, I will answer the phone first."

He took out his mobile phone, glanced at the screen of the mobile phone, and answered, "Ni'er... I just ate... My mother told me to take a beautiful woman to the hospital... Okay, let's do it, hang up."

"Why do you talk like that?" Chi Fanglian glared at Wang Ziji: "Nie'er will misunderstand you if you say that... Forget it, I'll call her later, you can send Tiantian to the hospital first!"

When they came out of the box together, Wang Zichen asked: "Dad, Mom, do you want to stay in a hotel or in my...our villa."

Wang Cheng looked at his wife: "You decide!"

Chi Fanglian said: "Of course I live in a villa. How can a hotel be as comfortable as my own home?"

"Okay," Wang Zichen said immediately, "We'll take you there."

After getting in the car, Chi Fanglian stretched out her hand to Wang Zichen: "My phone and your dad's phone are out of battery, let me use your phone."

After Wang Zichen handed her the phone, he drove the car out.

Chi Fanglian dialed the phone and said, "Ni'er, I'm Aunt Chi...I've eaten, have you?...Haven't you eaten so late? Hurry up and find a place to eat, don't eat well Beware of stomach problems again... oh, why are you being polite with auntie..."

Lan Xinhui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, heard Chi Fanglian's gentle and friendly voice. Although she couldn't see her expression, from her gentle voice with a smile, it was not difficult for her to imagine what she was like. A pleasant expression.

With such a comparison, Lan Xinhui felt the indifference and disgust of her mother-in-law before. There is no harm if there is no comparison!

"...It's all right," Chi Fanglian continued: "Oh, by the way, the girl who was eating with us just now... is your brother Chen's friend. She sprained her foot. I let Xiaoji Take her to the hospital to have a look...then you go to eat quickly, okay, goodbye!"

Although she didn't deliberately eavesdrop, the car was so quiet, and although Chi Fanglian was gentle, the people in the car could still hear clearly.

Lan Xinhui couldn't help but wonder who was "Ni'er" on the other end of the phone, and why was her mother-in-law so kind to her?