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

Xinhui?Such an intimate name... Lan Xinhui was startled when she heard it, she threw away his hand in a panic, and wanted to explain something, but she just said: "I should go back, you should have a good rest!"

Hastily opened the door and ran out, as if she was being chased by someone, she ran back home and back to her bedroom.

She remembered that when she came back after dinner, she had made up her mind not to get close to Wang Zichen, so as not to cause misunderstanding.

However, she didn't know why, as soon as she heard Wang Zichen said that he was feeling unwell and that he didn't have any medicine, she hurried over and took care of him for so long.

Thinking of the way he called her "Xinhui" before she left, she was flustered for a while. He must have misunderstood it, right?

She wanted to call him and explain to him, but she also worried that he was not feeling right now, and she didn't know if he had fallen asleep.

However, I thought again, the sooner I explain things like this, the better, otherwise the misunderstanding may get deeper and deeper.

After thinking about it, she hesitated for a while, and when she finally decided to call him, she couldn't find her mobile phone.Only then did she realize that her cell phone had been left on Wang Zichen's side.

Do you want to go over there and get your phone back now?Forget it, I'll explain it to him tomorrow when I go to get my phone, anyway, it's not a bad night.Anyway, he wasn't confessing his love, it was just a title.

Lan Xinhui simply washed up and went to bed, but for some reason, she was so upset that it was always difficult to fall asleep.I don't know how long it took to toss and turn before she gradually fell asleep.

Because she didn't sleep well at night, when she woke up, it was already past eight o'clock.

After hastily washing up and hastily eating some breakfast, Lan Xinhui rushed to the room where Wang Zichen was currently staying.

Because she feared that he might misunderstand, she didn't enter the password directly like yesterday, but rang the doorbell.

When Lan Xinhui never expected, the person who came to open the door was not Wang Zichen, but her new acquaintance Han Ni.

When the door was opened, when the two met each other, both of them were stunned.

However, Han Ni quickly restrained the surprised expression on her face, opened the door, and said with a smile, "Please come in!"

"Thank you!" Lan Xinhui looked inside, but found no sign of anyone else.

Miao Miaomiao and the others didn't come?Why is only Han Ni here?When did this Han Ni come?last night or this morning?

Han Ni took out a pair of slippers worn by guests and put them in front of Lan Xinhui. Lan Xinhui changed them on and walked in behind her.

She had only walked in a few steps before she could smell the fragrance of fragrant rice porridge.

She remembered that when she returned to her hometown, her mother had given her some fragrant rice. She was not willing to cook it all at once, so she put it in the corner of a certain rice jar. When cooking, she added a handful of it to increase the rice fragrance.

However, judging from the strong aroma at this time, it should be porridge cooked with fragrant rice.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if the treasure she was reluctant to appreciate was being used as an ordinary utensil without cherishing it.However, she tried her best not to show it.

Seeing Han Ni pouring her a glass of water, she took it and said "thank you" politely.

She kept telling Wang Zichen that she didn't want this house, but at this moment, when she was sitting here and being entertained by another woman as a guest, she couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

"You sit down first, I'll go see if the porridge is ready." Han Ni said, standing up.

"That," Lan Xinhui said, "Actually, I'm here to get my phone... I came here last night... I was a guest, and I forgot to take my phone, so I'm here to get it now."

"Mobile phone?" Han Ni raised her beautiful eyebrows: "Let me look for it for you... Where did you put your phone last night?"