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

"I'm not afraid of being wronged." Lan Xinhui said firmly, "As long as I'm with you, no matter how wronged I am, I can bear it." These words came from her heart, and she said them naturally.

But when Wang Zichen heard it, he felt very nasty, and he didn't know how to respond to her fiery words.

It was Chi Fanglian who came up from behind, looked at them who stopped talking in the corridor, and said, "If you have something to say, go to the living room and talk!"

Hearing this, Wang Zichen immediately turned around and walked towards the living room, Lan Xinhui also followed behind him, and walked into the main hall where the guests were received.

At that time, Lan Xinhui saw a plump and handsome middle-aged man in the living room, and guessed it was Wang Zichen's father. javascript:

And it wasn't until this moment that she remembered: when she came in just now, maybe everyone was too surprised that they didn't introduce each other to meet each other.

Although she has lost her memory, she can roughly guess that the man Wang Zichen misses so much is his younger brother, and the middle-aged woman who was with them in the warehouse is their mother.And the grandma in the hall should be Wang Zichen's grandma, right?

She walked up to the grandma and said, "Are you grandma? I'm Xinhui. I was too nervous before, so I forgot to say hello to you."

"Okay, okay, it's good when you come back." The old lady is quite a cheerful person, and she is more kind to Lan Xinhui: "But you came back too late, and there is no time for the New Year's Eve dinner."

At this time, the nanny came over and said that the food was ready.Lan Xinhui went to greet Wang Zichen's father before going to the restaurant with the nanny for dinner.

The New Year's Eve in the north is mainly dumplings. Lan Xinhui is actually not used to eating them, but she still ate some reluctantly.

After Lan Xinhui had dinner, when she returned to the living room, Wang Zichen's father was no longer in the living room, and the four people in the living room were sitting around playing mahjong.

The four players playing mahjong were in full swing, no one noticed that Lan Xinhui walked back into the living room.

She doesn't know how to play mahjong herself, so it's not easy to gather around to join in the fun, so she just sat down on the sofa beside her and watched TV silently.

The TV was broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala. For some reason, Lan Xinhui couldn't see it. I wondered if she thought that Wang Zichen and the others next to him were playing mahjong with cheerful voices coming from time to time.

They played mahjong happily while talking and laughing.

Lan Xinhui, who was sitting not far from them, couldn't catch their joy at all, not only couldn't feel that joyful atmosphere, she even felt more lonely.

Only now did she realize what Wang Zichen told her, that she might be wronged.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the family used a cheerful atmosphere to isolate her from their world, maybe this is what he said being wronged?

However, Lan Xinhui did not expect that the grievances she suffered were far more than these.

After watching a few more Spring Festival Gala programs, Wang Zichen's father, Wang Cheng, was in the living room.

But at this time, he was holding a set of Go, and after seeing the situation in the living room, he invited Lan Xinhui to play Go with him.

However, Lan Xinhui said that she doesn't know how to play Go.

So Wang Cheng asked his second son to come and play Go with him.

Wang Ziji agreed and asked Lan Xinhui to play mahjong for him.

"But, I'm not very good at it!" Lan Xinhui said,

"Learn slowly and you will understand." Wang Ziji stood up and gave Lan Xinhui his seat, and walked towards his father to play chess with him.