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

Lan Xinhui and Wang Zichen lived a really happy life while traveling abroad.

Happy days always pass quickly, as if in the blink of an eye, the date of returning to China arrives.

After returning from abroad, life seems to have returned to its usual calm.

But Lan Xinhui felt that this kind of life was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface. Ever since she answered the phone call from her parents-in-law and other elders at Wang Zichen's house, she deeply felt that she and Wang Zichen seemed to be very similar. Under the surface of the peaceful life, there is a dangerous undercurrent surging.Those surging undercurrents seem to turn their peaceful life upside down at any time.

She didn't know whether Wang Zichen also had such a sense of crisis, she didn't dare to talk about it with him, she didn't want him to fall into such a constant torment, and she was also worried that if she told him, his parents and other elders Zeng called her to put pressure on her, and the conflict between him and his family deepened.

Therefore, she could only do her best to conceal her panic.

Wang Zichen looked very relaxed, Lan Xinhui didn't know if he was really relaxed, or if he was forcing a smile in front of her.

After returning from the paradise abroad, all kinds of troubles haunted her again, and she couldn't help but think:

Is it really possible to be together so selfishly, regardless of the opposition of the family?

Without a child belonging to the two of them, would he regret it after many years?

Lan Xinhui was troubled by all kinds of questions. She was in a state of confusion, and when she was walking towards the stairs, she bumped into someone head-on. It was Wang Zichen who was waiting for her to throw herself into a trap with open arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Lan Xinhui apologized hastily.

Wang Zichen looked down at her, and asked amusedly, "What are you thinking? So preoccupied?"

"You." Lan Xinhui replied honestly. These days, her thoughts revolved around him all the time.

"You—" Wang Zichen froze for a moment before realizing that Lan Xinhui was saying that she was thinking of him.

He opened his eyes wide, and he couldn't believe that Lan Xinhui, who was always restrained and shy, would say that she was thinking of him so bluntly, no, it wasn't blunt... But anyway, she said she was thinking of him, very Preoccupied with him!

Wang Zichen was so excited that he really wanted to hug her.However, Lan Xinhui had withdrawn from his embrace and went downstairs.

He turned and chased after her, grabbing her as he descended the stairs.When he hugged her in his arms, she didn't resist, but said, "I'm going for a morning run."

He hugged her tightly: "Actually, morning exercise is not just about running in the morning. How about we change the way of exercise?"

"Okay." Lan Xinhui didn't refuse at all, she smiled mischievously: "Then you carry me on your back! Think of it as weight-bearing exercise?"

Seeing her deliberately misinterpreting his meaning, Wang Zichen glared at her, but smiled happily at her rare naughtiness: "Okay, I will carry you."

He turned around and really carried her on his back, and said in his mouth: "I'm carrying my wife, I'm carrying my wife!"

Leaning on his generous back, Lan Xinhui smiled happily, but couldn't help but wet her eyes quietly: She didn't know how long this kind of happiness could last.

In fact, it lasted even less than she thought.Wang Zichen walked a few meters away with her on his back when his cell phone rang.But he ignored it and continued to walk out with her on his back.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Lan Xinhui asked.

"Don't answer." Wang Zichen didn't know why he just didn't want to answer the call that disturbed their warm and alone time: "Calling early in the morning, there must be nothing good."

"Calls early in the morning are often related to important matters!" She persuaded, "At least see who is calling!"

Wang Zichen didn't speak, and continued to walk down with her on his back, but Lan Xinhui's cell phone rang.

Lan Xinhui was stunned, Wang Zichen also stopped, he probably guessed who was calling.He sighed and put Lan Xinhui down.