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

Hearing Lan Xinhui's question, Wang Zichen looked down at her, and saw the reluctance in her eyes when she looked up at him.

For some reason, his heart suddenly softened, and his tone softened: "There should be no food at home. I'll go out and buy some."

The light in Lan Xinhui's eyes became even brighter: "You go shopping for me?!"

"Well, what would you like to eat?" he asked.

Lan Xinhui thought for a while, and said, "There's nothing I really want to eat, just buy whatever you think is convenient to cook!" At this moment, she was so weak that she didn't want to cook at all. If he didn't buy it for her, she might Cook some noodles to deal with it.

"Then I'll figure it out!" Wang Zichen said, "Go upstairs and rest for a while... Turn on the air conditioner and heat first in the room."

Lan Xinhui went upstairs to the bedroom, turned on the air conditioner first, and lay down on the bed.However, she couldn't sleep, and her heart seemed to be full of something. As soon as she closed her eyes, he was all lingering in her mind: the scene when he took off his coat and put it on her body, the seriousness when he asked her what she wanted to eat. His expression, his gentle eyes when he looked down at her, her quiet and handsome silhouette when she woke up...

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, turned on the computer and started writing in her diary.

After losing her memory, she was deeply frustrated by her loss of memory. She once thought that if she had the habit of keeping a diary before, she could retrieve her previous memories through the diary.So, she developed the habit of writing a diary from then on.

This diary is very long, from Wang Zichen's sudden appearance on grandma's birthday, to dinner for four and a night tour of the river, to injuries and illnesses, and finally being discharged home.

In the long diary, Wang Zichen's name appears frequently.

After writing the diary, she looked through the previous diaries, and found that almost every entry in it was written about Wang Zichen.She only started to think at this time, did she want to record every detail of her life, or did she want to keep herself from forgetting every detail of being with Wang Zichen?

She sat there for a long time, until Wang Zichen knocked on the door, and gently opened the door to come in.

"Hey, didn't you rest?" Wang Zichen asked, took off his coat, hung it on the coat rack by the door, went to the clothes and opened the closet, found a set of casual clothes and put them on.

His movements are so natural and skillful, as if he lived here every day, Lan Xinhui was dumbfounded.

Wang Zichen glanced at her, seeing her staring at him obsessively, he hesitated for a moment, then turned and went to the bathroom to change clothes.

He remembered that she used to look at him like this not long after she lost her memory. At that time, he once said badly that she looked at him as if she was going to rape him.

In fact, her eyes are not obscene, but very affectionate and hot.

At that time, he didn't know that she had amnesia, and thought she was trying to seduce him like that, so he deliberately said that to disgust her.

Thinking of this, Wang Zichen suddenly thought of a question: When did Lan Xinhui start to have affection for him?

After they broke up, he seemed to hate her very much, so he also hated her hot eyes, thinking that she wanted to seduce him... This was after she lost her memory.

What about before she lost her memory?Wang Zichen recalled how they got along in the past, all kinds of sweetness and passion surged in, almost sweeping him away.

He hurriedly stopped, forget it, what are you thinking about these boring things?Anyway, the divorce is going to be in a few months...yeah, they are going to be divorced soon....

Wang Zichen suddenly asked himself: "Then what am I doing now?"

As far as they are separated now, he can definitely send her here and then leave.Just let the housekeeper do the shopping and cooking, and he couldn't figure out why he was so busy doing things for her.