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

Wang Ziji said that he was looking for Lan Xinhui for a meal, but he rushed to pay the bill, and even helped Wang Zichen and the others pay the bill, but put all the bills on Wang Zichen's account.

Lan Xinhui couldn't help laughing when she saw it, so she really laughed.

Just as she was smiling, she suddenly had a feeling of being watched, and those two eyes came from Wang Zichen.Her smile was slightly restrained, and she looked back at him calmly.

I saw that the expression in his eyes seemed a little complicated, there seemed to be some dark waves surging in his eyes, and the expression on his face was also unpredictable.

Lan Xinhui was too lazy to figure out his expression and eyes, she naturally shifted her gaze to Wang Ziji: "Thank you for dinner tonight."

Wang Ziji glanced at Wang Zichen: "You should thank my brother, it's on his account."

"In short, thank you all." Lan Xinhui politely said goodbye: "I'll go back first." After saying that, she turned and walked out.

"Hey, wait!" Because she didn't look at them, Lan Xinhui was not sure who told her to wait for a while, so she turned around and looked over.

Wang Ziji stepped forward: "Can I take your car back?"

"Yes." Lan Xinhui said, she heard Wang Zichen say at the same time: "You can take my car." She looked at Wang Zichen, then at Wang Ziji, waiting for him to make a decision.

Wang Ziji quickly made a decision, and he said to Lan Xinhui: "I'll take your car back... You haven't changed the password for the apartment in Greentown Xinyuan, have you?"

"I don't know...I haven't changed it." Lan Xinhui said truthfully.

But Wang Zichen didn't answer this question, he frowned and said, "Where are you going?"

"I'm quite busy during this time," Wang Ziji said, "It's a waste of time to go to the suburbs every day. From now on, I will live in Xinyuan, Greentown."

"You—" Wang Zichen stared at him, wanting to explode, but it seemed that because of Lan Xinhui's presence, he didn't explode, he just said: "That's her house."

"It's not mine," Lan Xinhui corrected, "I didn't want it."

"You—" Wang Zichen glared at Lan Xinhui, but his eyes quickly softened: "So it was agreed, that house belongs to you."

"I told you, I don't want it." Lan Xinhui said calmly: "Now I'll say it again, it's your house, I don't want it."

"That's great!" Wang Ziji interjected, "Anyway, it's vacant now, so I'll move in."

Wang Zichen frowned: "Since you want to open an office here, why don't you buy the landlord yourself?"

"I have no money." Wang Ziji said bluntly, "I am in the early stage of starting a business. Unlike capitalists who have completed primitive accumulation, you have money and willfulness."

Lan Xinhui quietly turned around and left, ignoring the dispute between the two brothers.

Wang Ziji quickly followed and got into her car.

"Are you having a conflict with your brother?" She asked as she drove out.

"No." Wang Ziji shook his head in denial.

Lan Xinhui glanced at him sideways: "Are you twins or triplets?"

Wang Ziji looked at her sideways: "Why do you ask that?"

Because you are so weird today, Lan Xinhui replied in her heart, but she didn't say it, and she didn't have time to say it, because a car suddenly accelerated and passed her car on the left.

Because the road was not very wide, the car almost passed Lan Xinhui's, which scared Lan Xinhui into a cold sweat.She hurriedly turned to the right to avoid the accident. Fortunately, there was a flat grass beside the road, so no accident happened.

"Damn!" Wang Ziji scolded straight up: "Hurry up and reincarnate?!"

Lan Xinhui looked at the passing car in front of her in shock, and saw that it was Wang Zichen's supercar.

"That's your brother." Lan Xinhui pointed out.

"It's definitely not my brother who drives the car like this," Wang Ziji said with certainty.