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

After Lan Xinhui returned to the room, she simply washed up and lay down on the bed, still not feeling sleepy.

She tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before falling asleep in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, she was woken up by someone: "Boss Lan, wake up!"

Lan Xinhui opened her eyes, and saw a magnified handsome face that seemed familiar.She blinked and recognized him as Wen Jianshu.

"Mr. Wen?" Lan Xinhui hurriedly sat up, she looked around and found that she was still lying on the bed in the honeymoon suite.But why is he here?

"It's like this," Wen Jianshu explained: "The breakfast meeting has already started. My sister-in-law didn't see you, and she couldn't get through to your phone. She asked me to come and see you."

"Oh, did I oversleep?" Lan Xinhui glanced at the phone with a black screen on the bedside table: "I forgot to charge my phone last night... Thank you for calling me, I'll get up soon."

Lan Xinhui washed up hastily, and hurried out of the bedroom before even putting on her makeup.

Wen Jianshu was actually waiting in the small hall outside: "You stood outside for so long last night, I was worried that you were sick, so I asked the waiter to help you open the door and come in to see you...you didn't lock the door."

"Yes," Lan Xinhui nodded and admitted, she was worried that if Wang Zichen came back, she wouldn't be able to get in, so she specially reserved the door for him...

However, Wang Zichen hasn't come back yet?

Lan Xinhui just thought of Wang Zichen when she heard a knock on the door.

She hurried over to open the door, and saw him standing outside the door frowning at her: "The breakfast meeting has already started, why haven't you..."

His voice stopped suddenly, because he saw Wen Jianshu inside the door, he paused, and when he spoke again, his voice was much harsher and sharper: "What's going on?"

Seeing Wang Zichen glance at Wen Jianshu, Lan Xinhui knew that he had misunderstood, and she couldn't help worrying: Seeing that she and Mr. Wen were in the same room, would he think there was something between them?

She quickly explained: "We... I overslept, and Mr. Wen came to call me... He thought I was sick..." The more flustered, the worse, she was a little incoherent, and she didn't know if she had explained clearly.

"Mr. Wang, don't get me wrong," Wen Jianshu explained calmly, "My sister-in-law saw Mr. Lan...you haven't shown up yet, so she asked me to come and see. I couldn't get through to Mr. Lan, thinking that something happened to her. It's over, so ask the waiter to help open the door and come in to check."

He raised his hand and looked at his watch: "I came in 15 minutes... No, 13 minutes ago. If you don't believe me, you can ask the waiter on duty on this floor."

Wang Zichen said impatiently: "Forget it, the breakfast meeting has already started, let's go there quickly!"

When Lan Xinhui and the others arrived at the restaurant, the breakfast meeting was already halfway through.

"I'm sorry, I...we're late." Lan Xinhui apologized to Mrs. Wen, and Mrs. Wen said with a smile: "It's okay, I asked someone to leave two breakfasts for you."

She lowered her voice and asked Lan Xinhui: "Why do you wake up so late? Is the honeymoon suite too comfortable?"

"...Yes. Thank you for your careful arrangement." Lan Xinhui said, and cast a glance at Wang Zichen involuntarily.

At this time, he was surrounded by several men. Someone patted his shoulder and teased him: "Brother, your eye circles are blue, take it easy!" The others laughed ambiguously.

Lan Xinhui understood their joke, her face began to heat up.

Seeing her blushing, Mrs. Wen smiled and said, "Look at you, you are blushing. Is this self-inflicted? Do you want to be so honest?"

Lan Xinhui involuntarily glanced at Wen Jianshu, the only insider at the scene, and saw him calmly sitting in his seat, as if he hadn't heard the jokes.