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

Seeing Lan Xinhui lowering his head sadly and silently, Wang Zichen's heart softened again, he sighed secretly, and said, "It's because this place is relatively close to Green City Xinyuan, and it's also for the convenience of sending you back."

Lan Xinhui looked up in surprise: "Will you send me back?"

"Your foot is injured, it's inconvenient." Wang Zichen said, he said to himself, the reason why he sent her off was because her foot was injured, that's all, that's all.

"Thank you so much!" Lan Xinhui thanked gratefully. She found that if he was considerate, he would be really considerate.

"You're welcome." Wang Zichen adjusted his tone, at least not so familiar, lest she misunderstand.He took out a check from his briefcase, filled in a number, and pushed it over to her.

Lan Xinhui glanced at the check and looked up at him in surprise: "Why did you give me the money?"

"This is compensation for accidentally hurting you," Wang Zichen said, "including today's foot injury."

Lan Xinhui glanced at the check, and pushed it back: "It's too much! You paid for the medical expenses of the last hospitalization, so you don't need to pay so much money...Forget it, since it was an accidental injury, let's forget it, and you don't need to pay for it .”

Wang Zichen didn't refuse her too much, and took back the check: "You don't need it now, and it's okay to claim to go back when the property is divided in the divorce."

It's divorce again, and he insists on divorce in three sentences.

Lan Xinhui looked up at him and asked, "Do you have to get a divorce?"

"Of course... yes." Wang Zichen also looked up at her with a firm tone.

"Why do you want a divorce?" Lan Xinhui asked.

Why did you divorce?She actually asked why she divorced?So many conspiracies and framings, as well as cheating... aren't those enough to make him file for divorce?How dare she ask him that!At this moment, Wang Zichen couldn't help admiring her thick skin.

Seeing his gaze gradually becoming cold and sharp as he looked at her, Lan Xinhui couldn't help feeling timid, but she still mustered up her courage, looked back at him, and waited for his answer.

The two were staring at each other silently when the waiter brought cold appetizers.

Wang Zichen put away his sharp eyes temporarily, and said, "Let's eat first!"

Lan Xinhui picked up the chopsticks, but didn't go to pick up the food, but looked at him: "It's okay to talk while eating, you go ahead!"

Wang Zichen didn't pick up the chopsticks, nor did he look at the Die Leng appetizer, but just looked at Lan Xinhui: "If you must ask the reason for the divorce, then I will tell you."

Speaking of this, all the past seemed to appear before his eyes again. He paused, took a deep breath, and then continued: "Marriage should be based on loving each other...or, at least, on the basis of mutual honesty. of."

When he paused, Lan Xinhui took a piece of bamboo shoots and put it in her mouth. When she heard what he said, she stopped chewing in surprise: Isn't his marriage with her based on love?

"You first drugged me to have sex with you, and you insisted that you were pregnant even though you were not pregnant... Later, you pretended to have a miscarriage... You even brought the man home while I was on a business trip..." Wang Zichen could hardly continue, If I say too much, I will cry!

Lan Xinhui's eyes widened the more she listened: Drugs to lure him into bed?Pretend to be pregnant?Fake a miscarriage?Take a man home?How can it be?How could she have done something like that before?

Wang Zichen glared at Lan Xinhui angrily: "And now you still have the nerve to ask me why I want a divorce? Aren't the things you have done enough for me to file for a divorce?"