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

The next day, Wang Ziji and Miao Miaomiao returned to the capital to prepare for their wedding.

When their wedding day was approaching, Lan Xinhui took care of the work at hand and spared time to attend the wedding.

The wedding in the capital was held in the morning, so Lan Xinhui flew to the capital the day before the wedding.

Because Lan Xinhui had an important meeting in the afternoon that day, after the meeting, she didn't even have time to change her clothes, so she went directly to catch the plane.

Wang Zichen, Ou Zijie and An Ji flew to the capital with her on the same plane, so Wang Zichen had already agreed with Lan Xinhui in advance that he would come to pick her up at the airport.

Lan Xinhui went downstairs to the lobby and saw Wang Zichen walking in, it seemed that they had just arrived.

Wang Zichen greeted her, reached out and found the suitcase she was holding in her hand, he looked at the thin professional attire on her body, and reminded: "The capital is very cold now, have you brought warm clothes?"

"Bring it." Lan Xinhui hurried out while talking.She had studied in Beijing for several years, so of course she knew that it was colder there than in the south.

Wang Zichen nodded, and walked out of the hall side by side with Lan Xinhui. He opened the trunk of the car and put Lan Xinhui's suitcase in it.Then the two got into the car together.

An Ji drove, Ou Zijie took the co-pilot seat, so Lan Xinhui and Wang Zichen sat in the back together.

After Lan Xinhui got into the car, she simply greeted An Ji and Ou Zijie and sat down.

The car started immediately and headed for the airport.

The weather in the south, early summer is often morning and evening spring, noon summer.

When Lan Xinhui, who was wearing a two-piece professional suit, hurried downstairs, she was in a hurry and broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

The air conditioner was running in the car, and as soon as she got in the car, she couldn't help but sneezed.

Wang Zichen quickly asked An Ji to turn the air conditioner warmer, and handed her a towel: "Wipe off your sweat!"

"Thank you!" Lan Xinhui took the towel, but only wiped the sweat from her forehead and face.Because she was in the same car with three big men, she was embarrassed to talk about the front of her clothes to wipe the sweat from her chest and back.Although they probably didn't look at her at all, Wang Zichen deliberately turned his body sideways and looked down at his phone.

The sweat on the back and chest wets the clothes and sticks to the body, making it uncomfortable.However, she endured.

After sitting in the car for a while, she gradually felt a little cold, and the wet clothes were wet and cold against her body, which was very uncomfortable.

She quietly hugged her handbag to her chest to keep out the cold.

Wang Zichen noticed her actions and asked An Ji to turn off the air conditioner and only turn on the circulating air, so she felt better.

After arriving at the airport, the situation came up again. Lan Xinhui only felt a dull pain in her stomach. She suddenly realized that it should be the arrival of her aunt.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zichen looked at her pale face worriedly: "Are you sick?"

"No." Lan Xinhui shook her head at him, "However, I need to go to the bathroom."

"Okay, you go, I'll wait for you." Wang Zichen signaled An Ji and the others to go first, and he and Lan Xinhui walked towards the bathroom together following the signs.

This time Lan Xinhui had sanitary napkins. Since she experienced the predicament of not having sanitary napkins last time, she learned to keep one or two sanitary napkins in her bag as a spare.

When she came out of the bathroom, Wang Zichen handed her a bag.

When Lan Xinhui took it, she felt something soft inside and knew it was a pack of sanitary napkins.She looked at him in surprise: "How do you know?"

She hastily pulled the little coat on her body: Is the skirt dirty?She is wearing beige business attire today!

Wang Zichen said, "I guess."