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

The end of the year is approaching, the company has to hold an annual meeting, and there are many other things, Lan Xinhui is very busy.I was busy until the day before the [-]th night, the company began to have a holiday.

When she called to ask Wang Zichen about his New Year's arrangements, she learned that he had already returned to the capital.Lan Xinhui couldn't help feeling a little wronged: Why didn't he wait for others?

Lan Xinhui told him that she first went back to her hometown to see her grandmother, and then took a [-]-night flight to Beijing.

Lan Xinhui asked Mi Li to take some of the carload of New Year's goods that Wen Jianshu brought back, and she brought some back to her hometown.Leave some for grandma, let Tan Lao take some home, and then she will take some to visit your father and send your mother.

Lan Xinhui still remembered that they gave her wild tea seed oil and tea leaves for free last time, so she specially gave them two big red envelopes.

Thinking of her grandma spending the new year alone, Lan Xinhui felt sorry for her.That night she cooked with her own hands, ate with her grandma, and was tired of sleeping with her at night.

The next day was thirty nights, Lan Xinhui got up early, cooked a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner by herself, and ate with her grandma before rushing to board the plane.

Unexpectedly, because of the New Year's Eve dinner with grandma, she missed the plane.

Reluctantly, the plane was changed to a plane that departed three hours late.

When she finally arrived in the capital, it was already a night full of lights.

She called Wang Zichen at the airport, but he let her call.

The [-]-night car was expensive and hard to stop, and Lan Xinhui brought a lot of New Year's goods... When she finally arrived at the villa area where Wang Zichen's family was located, she was stopped and questioned for a long time.

The Wang family's villa is a small building in an antique traditional style, with blue bricks and black tiles, wooden columns and railings, and red lanterns hanging on the eaves of the antique small building, which looks festive and warm.

Compared to the magnificent and exquisite villa, the dusty Lan Xinhui looked very disheartened: because of the long journey, her new clothes were wrinkled and her hair was disheveled, and she was carrying a large Pile things, it is impossible to maintain an elegant image.

Taking a deep breath, he rang the doorbell.After the automatic door opened, Lan Xinhui walked in.

The heating in the room rushed towards the face, but the reaction of the people in the room was not so warm.

Everyone looked at her in amazement, seemingly unable to react for a long time.

Lan Xinhui put down all the boxes and bags she was carrying in her hands, on her arms, and on her back, and timidly saluted the Wang family who were looking at her: "Hi everyone! I'm back so late, excuse me Everyone!"

Looking at her unkempt appearance, Chi Fanglian couldn't help frowning. When she saw the new year's goods that Lan Xinhui was carrying, her frown deepened.

It was still Wang Zichen's grandma who understood etiquette. Although she was still sitting still, she said to Lan Xinhui, "It's good to be back. Haven't had dinner yet?" Hearing that Lan Xinhui said that she hadn't eaten yet, she ordered Nanny hot dishes and hot meals.

Wang Zichen came over: "Didn't you say you couldn't catch the plane? I thought you couldn't make it."

"I changed the plane ticket." Lan Xinhui said.

Wang Zichen looked down at the New Year's goods on the ground, and said, "Why did you bring so many things? Didn't I already buy the New Year's goods?"

"You prepared it because you prepared it," Lan Xinhui said, "It's my first time here, so I can't come empty-handed, right?"

Wang Zichen didn't say much, bent down and picked up two gift boxes, and put them in a wing room on the first floor.