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

At lunch time, Wang Zichen called, and Lan Xinhui told him that he would go back to Greentown Xinyuan to live with Mi Li and the others.

Wang Zichen fell silent when he heard the words: He knew she couldn't sleep well last night, if she could sleep better if she went back there, then let her live there!

Anyway, she is hiding from him now like a mouse hiding from a cat, and she won't let him get close to her, let alone touch or make out.

He also hoped that she would be in a better mood when she was with Millie and the others.

"If you want to live there, go there!" he said, adding: "Before the results come out, go there and relax. Come back after the results, okay?"

Lan Xinhui was silent for a moment, and instead of agreeing to him, she said: "Then after I got off work, did I go there directly with Millie and the others?"

Wang Zichen was silent for a moment, and said: "Okay... In the past, we should eat well over there, soak our feet at night, drink milk before going to bed."

"Okay." Lan Xinhui nodded in agreement, paused, and said, "You also need to take good care of yourself."

There was a moment of silence after they got back together, this was the first time they had such silence on the phone, Lan Xinhui felt that silence was like a cold sharp knife, piercing her eardrum to heart.

"I'll hang up first." She said, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Since going back to attend the funeral, a lot of work has accumulated during this time, Lan Xinhui forced herself to focus on work.

After work, Lan Xinhui worked overtime for an hour before going back to Green City Xinyuan with Tan Lao. When they returned, Millie, who got home from get off work on time, had already prepared a meal, and they could just wash their hands and eat.

In the weather in the south, summer came very suddenly, and it suddenly became very hot these few days. Lan Xinhui found that the clothes suitable for this kind of weather had not been worn for half a year, and they needed to be washed before they could continue wearing them.

Because it was a temporary decision to go back to Green City Xinyuan, she didn't even have pajamas, so after dinner, she asked Tan Lao to drive her back to the suburban villa to pick up clothes.

The villa was very quiet, Wang Zichen was not seen on the first floor, she went directly to the second floor, took out her clothes and came out.Only then did she notice a ray of light from under the door of the study. It turned out that Wang Zichen was in the study.

Lan Xinhui stopped at the door of the study, she was hesitant to open the door and go in.

At this moment, she heard Wang Zichen's words coming from the study room. Even though the oak door of the study room was equipped with some sound-proof materials, Lan Xinhui still vaguely heard his voice.

Wang Zichen in the study did not expect that Lan Xinhui would suddenly come to the villa. He sat on the small sofa turned into a French window in the study with his back to the door, holding a mobile phone in one hand and making a call: "...It turns out that her grandmother passed away suddenly. It's already very hard, I didn't expect that it will happen again now, it's really enough for her..."

Thinking of Lan Xinhui's sufferings, he became more and more angry: "Damn it, what's going on?!"

Wang Ziji on the other end of the phone sighed sympathetically. Lan Xinhui's grandmother was their ninth aunt who had been looking for for a long time. When he heard this, he was shocked: "In this way, they and Lan Xinhui are cousins , and they are cousins ​​with such a close relationship, he dare not imagine how the two parties will feel.

He didn't know how to comfort his brother, so he just asked, "I heard that you guys went for a DNA test?"

"Well," Wang Zichen nodded, and he raised his hand to rub the center of his brows.

Although Wang Ziji didn't see his action, which represented the extreme anxiety in his heart at this time, he could hear his emotions from his voice.

Wang Ziji can probably guess his anxiety. Based on his understanding of his brother, he can guess that the DNA test is probably just a formality.