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

The morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year was almost spent running around temples and temples offering incense and praying for blessings.

During the process of offering incense and praying for blessings, nothing special happened, but before and after offering incense, the Wang family often met old acquaintances.

When those old acquaintances saw that there was another person in their family, they couldn't help asking questions, or joking a few words.

As for the Wang family, either Wang Cheng, the head of the family, or Chi Fanglian, the mistress, all prevaricated vaguely and passed.

Seeing that the activity of offering incense and praying for blessings was coming to an end, unexpectedly there was an unexpected episode.

Before going to the last temple to pray, Grandma Wang had to go back early because she was too tired, and Wang Cheng also had to go back to the capital because of urgent matters.

Chi Fanglian sent Wang Zichen to take them back. Lan Xinhui, who had been riding in Wang Zichen's car, took Wang Ziji's car instead.

She sensibly helped Chi Fanglian open the back seat door, and then sat in the co-pilot's seat by herself.

Because she slept too little the night before and was very tired from tossing and tossing, Lan Xinhui usually fell asleep shortly after getting in the car, and this time was no exception.

She fell into a hazy sleep for an unknown amount of time, until Wang Ziji slammed on the brakes, the car stopped abruptly, and she rushed forward with inertia.

The bag she was holding dropped out of her hand.She didn't bother to pick up the bag, and was pulled by the seat belt again, leaning back.When the car stopped, she leaned over to pick up her bag.

Because the mouth of the bag was not pulled tightly, when the bag fell, some of the contents spilled out.Lan Xinhui had no choice but to bend down and pick up everything: mobile phone, lip balm, moisturizer, keys...

After she finished picking it up, she suddenly found that there seemed to be something shining a little bit inside.She stretched out her hand to pick it up, and found that it was a string of gold chains, with a delicate gold lock strung on the chains.

This golden lock and this golden chain look so familiar!While thinking, Lan Xinhui sat back in her seat with a golden lock and chain.

Looking at the golden lock and the chain, she always felt familiar, but when she tried hard to recall the relevant memories, she couldn't remember them.

This golden lock gave her a very familiar feeling, just like meeting familiar people and things after she lost her memory. Although she can't remember, there is always a vague impression in her mind, and there is an indescribable kindness feel.

This familiarity made her think that the golden lock was her own.And also because the thing that spilled out of her bag earlier was nearby, she took it for granted that it also fell out of the bag.

At this moment, her mobile phone rang, Lan Xinhui took out her mobile phone to answer the call, and slipped the golden lock and chain into her bag.

The call was from a client. The call on the first day of the new year was nothing more than New Year's greetings, and he hung up after speaking.

When Lan Xinhui hung up the phone, she heard Chi Fanglian who was sitting behind the driver's seat say, "Is that string of longevity locks yours?"

"Ah?" Lan Xinhui was startled, and then realized that the longevity lock she mentioned was the previous golden lock and chain.She nodded: "Oh, yes."

Chi Fanglian had already seen Lan Xinhui's action of picking up the chain before. When she tried to remember with the Longevity Lock, Chi Fanglian thought she was hesitating whether to take the Longevity Lock as her own.

She said calmly, "Can I see it?"

Lan Xinhui didn't realize that there was something wrong, she took out the long life lock and handed it over.

Chi Fanglian took the longevity lock, looked at it, and said lightly: "It's a very delicate longevity lock, when did you buy it?"