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

Lan Xinhui didn't look up at him, her gaze fell to the ground, and she saw a fallen fruit not far away, she went to pick it up, held it in her hand, and asked: "Did you find anything?" ?”

"The power went out that night, and no surveillance video was found." Wang Zichen said.

When Lan Xinhui was asking questions, she had been looking at the fruit in her hand. At this time, she took another look and put the fruit in the basket.

Wang Zichen handed over the two peaches that she had picked up before, and she reached out to take them: "Thank you!"

"What's in the past, let it pass!" She said, her voice was soft and soft, as if she was trying to persuade him, or herself, or the two peaches in her hand.

For some reason, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart from her soft words.

"Why?" He asked, and couldn't help but soften his voice: "Why did you let it pass?"

She didn't answer, nor did she look at him, her eyes were softly placed on the two green peaches in the palm of the gloved hand.

"But, I want to find out." Wang Zichen said: "I want to know who was the person who was lingering with me in the theater over there that night."

Seeing that she was still silently looking at the two green peaches in his hand, he softened his voice: "I'm very happy, it's you."

Hearing this, she was shocked suddenly, and the peach in her hand fell to the ground.

She took a breath, squatted down and picked up the two green peaches, but instead of putting them into the basket, she silently put them next to the soft soil at the root of the peach tree, and covered them with floating soil .

"What's there to be happy about?" She said, although she tried her best to suppress her emotions, there was still a little sadness in her tone.

Wang Zichen keenly felt the sadness she accidentally leaked.

He watched her silently, thinking quickly in his mind.

Suddenly, he thought of the bright red marks on the bed in the bridal chamber of the Peach Blossom Theater. Originally, he mistakenly thought it was Xin Tiantian's falling red marks.However, now he already knew that those marks were left by Lan Xinhui.

At that time, Lan Xinhui had been with him for a while, those Luohong who were definitely not virgins.It's not Luohong, what is that?

When I contacted Lan Xinhui who was pregnant at that time, he was also shocked: "Did I hurt the child that night?!"

Why hadn't he thought of this before?Lan Xinhui was pregnant at the time, but he was so unscrupulous and unrestrained when he was drunk...

"Why didn't you tell me?" he said sadly, not only because of his rough behavior, which unintentionally hurt their child, but also because of the physical and mental pain she suffered because of it.

She didn't speak, but her movement of standing up slowly was so dignified and so gloomy.

"I'm sorry!" Wang Zichen said sadly, "I hurt him and you too."

"It's not just you, it's us, we hurt him together..." She corrected, her voice was choked with stagnation, she blinked, and tears began to fall "suddenly".

She swayed a bit as she stood up.He reached out and hugged her.

As if he didn't need the brain's command, his hands embraced her in his arms, not that kind of passionate hug, but just a gentle hug.

She didn't even struggle, but closed her eyes in pain, and the "swirly" tears fell on his chest, and those tears quickly seeped into his clothes and into his heart.

Wang Zichen sighed, the stuffy pain in his chest gradually returned to transpiration and turned into sour and wet eyes.