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

The sender only signed the word "Xin" on the envelope, but only with this word, Wang Zichen recognized that it was Xin Jinrong's handwriting.

The recipient on the envelope was Lan Xinxin. Wang Zichen remembered that Lan Xinhui said that her "Xin" was a character in her mother's boudoir name, so Lan Xinxin should be Xinhui's mother's full name.

He suddenly remembered that when he went to visit the sick Xin Jinrong, he kept calling "Xinxin". At that time, he thought he called Lan Xinhui "Xinxin", but it turned out that he was calling Lan Xinxin!

Thinking of the misunderstanding of Lan Xinhui before, Wang Zichen felt very guilty.

"Open it and have a look!" Wang Ziji suggested, "There may be some valuable clues inside!"

Holding the letter, Wang Zichen hesitated: It's Xinhui's mother's personal letter, it's not good for them to open and read like this?

"Well, I'll go burn incense first and tell her the old man." Wang Zichen took the envelope to the hall, lit incense, revealed his identity, and then explained the situation.

He just put the incense into the incense burner when Lan Xinhui came in.

He came over and hugged her gently, looked down at her still pale face, and asked softly, "Why did you get up so quickly?"

"I can't sleep after waking up." Lan Xinhui said, she looked at Wang Zichen's red eyes: "Why don't you sleep? You haven't slept for the past few days, you must be very tired?"

"I'm fine," Wang Zichen said, "Go home and sleep at night."

Lan Xinhui looked at the incense that had just been inserted: "What were you doing just now?"

Wang Zichen then told her his guess about the case and the discovery of the letter.Then, he said: "It just so happens that you are awake, it would be better for you to open and read this letter."

Lan Xinhui opened the letter and found that it was an affectionate love letter, expressing her lovesickness that she couldn't meet during the holiday.

She told Wang Zichen and Wang Ziji the general idea of ​​the letter, and Wang Ziji said: "This letter can only prove that Mr. Xin and your mother were in love, but it does not prove that you and him are related by blood... Now grandma is gone. , although we know the truth, we may not be accepted when we testify in court... It would be even better if we had your subsequent letters."

Wang Zichen said: "At that time, they had already separated, so it is unlikely that there would be any correspondence... But let's look for it, it would be even better if we find it."

A new round of searching has begun.

Each of them was in charge of a bookshelf or a box of books, and carefully searched through each book.

When Ou Zijie was rummaging through the box containing the textbooks, he took out the textbooks and rummaged through them one by one. He found that some of them were in the style of textbooks and were used to write diaries.

Lan Xinhui came over and looked through the diary, and found that it recorded the life details of her mother, her and grandma, and these diaries had nothing to do with the case.

Wang Ziji said: "Since your mother has the habit of keeping a diary, she should have kept a diary when she fell in love and was pregnant with you."

Wang Zichen looked at the diaries mixed in the textbooks, and suddenly had an idea: "Go and look for her notebooks when she was in college!"

"I know where it is!" When Lan Xinhui was looking for books to read, she saw a cardboard box pretending to be her mother's college textbooks and notebooks.

She found the dilapidated cardboard box, opened it, found the notebook, and flipped through it one by one.Sure enough, in a book with pedagogical notes on the first few pages, she saw a thick book at the back that contained diaries.