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

Qin Lao stopped Wang Zichen who was rushing in, "Don't go in yet."

"Don't stop me!" Wang Zichen said angrily: "I don't care what relationship you have with her, but she is still my wife now, but you hid her here, do you believe I will sue you for kidnapping?!"

"Don't go in yet," Qin Lao took his hand: "I have something to tell you first."

"Let me go!" Wang Zichen shook Tan Lao hard and said, his sharp eyes stared at Tan Lao: "If you have something to say, say it here."

Tan Lao turned around and glanced at Lan Xinhui on the hospital bed, and said, "Let's go out and talk."

"Is there anything you can't say in person?" He sneered sarcastically, "You don't want to tell me that she lost her memory after that fall?"

Qin Lao froze and couldn't speak.

Wang Zichen bypassed Tan Lao and walked straight to the hospital bed.

"Wang, Mr. Wang." Seeing him coming, Millie, who was lying beside the bed, got up and backed away to make way for her.

Wang Zichen was not polite, he stood by the bed and looked down at Lan Xinhui on the bed.

Lan Xinhui on the hospital bed lost a lot of weight, and her eyes seemed bigger. She blinked her big eyes and looked back at him timidly.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Wang Zichen suppressed all the anger and resentment in his heart, and sighed secretly.He sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed and asked, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, thank you!" Lan Xinhui nodded slightly, her voice was very hoarse, but her tone was polite and distant.

Wang Zichen took a deep breath, and said apologetically, "That day... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I ran into it by accident."

Lan Xinhui blinked her big eyes blankly: "What day is that day?"How did he hurt her?She struggled to search for relevant information in her mind, but her head hurt from thinking about it, but she couldn't remember anything.

So, she simply responded, "Oh".

However, seeing that he was still staring at her closely, she added another sentence: "I don't remember what happened that day."

Wang Zichen's tone became stiff: "I don't remember? What do you mean by not remembering?"

"She doesn't remember," Millie said helpfully. "She really has amnesia."

"Amnesia?" Wang Zichen's pupils narrowed a little, he stared at Lan Xinhui closely: "Do you know who I am?"

Lan Xinhui was very uncomfortable being stared at by his sharp eyes. She shook her head and stopped talking: "It feels a little familiar, but I can't remember it."

"Can't remember, but still feel a little familiar?" Wang Zichen's words were sarcasm and ridicule: "Your amnesia is really special...and it's very timely."

Lan Xinhui was very uncomfortable by his sharp words, she could hear that he was mocking her for pretending to lose her memory, she said aggrievedly: "I really don't remember." She couldn't remember anything, and she was also very depressed ah!But why does this person still mock her like this?

"Lan Xinhui, I advise you to stop playing tricks in front of me." Wang Zichen's voice was restrained and kept low, but it was still as sharp as a weapon that kills people without blood: "I used to be a bit stupid, but It's not even brain-dead!"

"You—" Lan Xinhui was angry, he said she was playing tricks, but he actually said her in such a cold and mocking tone, she really wanted to get up from the hospital bed and fight him.

However, she couldn't get up, she was very tired at this time, and she didn't have the strength to fight him.Forget it, since he has decided that she is like this, what is she going to explain to him?

Thinking of this, Lan Xinhui stopped arguing, but closed her eyes wearily.

But Wang Zichen thought she had acquiesced with a guilty conscience, so he nodded: "You should take good care of your wounds first, and we will talk about the divorce after you are discharged from the hospital."