But the woman in front of him was not another woman, but his own legal wife. Why did he feel at a loss when facing her? What the hell!
Situ Chenjue subconsciously raised his hand and touched his forehead. Could it be that he had a fever and was sick today?
Why is something so wrong with me?
Flustered.
But...should he say 'I'm sorry' to her?
It was obvious that I had wrongly blamed her...
However, as he grew up, he never apologized to anyone.
Just three short words, to him, they weighed more than the heavens...
While he was struggling, Huanyan was staring blankly at a copy of the gossip magazine "Starlight Weekly" beside the hospital bed, which was left behind by Wen Yuner or some little nurse.
The magazine is beautifully printed, with a very romantic-looking picture on the cover, and a rose-red headline: "The popular actress Moon Yoona has a sweet date with the upstart businessman Xiao Yunnuo. Is something good about to happen?"
Above, Wen Yun'er is half leaning on Xiao Yunnuo's chest, looking like a little bird clinging to someone.
It looks really sweet.
Senior Xiao didn't say that he had a new girlfriend that day, probably because he didn't want to be embarrassed.
Huanyan wanted to turn her eyes away, but she still couldn't help but look over there...
These are not things she is qualified to take care of...
Senior Xiao, I wish you happiness this time...
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"What are you doing standing there?"
Situ Chenjue had a dark face and pulled her over unhappily, "Even if I wrongly blame you, you don't have to do this!"
Huanyan was embarrassed, it turned out that the CEO thought he was still angry with him.
Forget it, forget it, that's all he wants to think.
She lowered her head and covered up the disappointment in the corners of her eyes: "I'm not angry."
"Not yet! Look at your little face, your mouth is almost dripping with oil!"
Huanyan couldn't help but touched her mouth and pursed her lips: "It's not that exaggerated!"
"Yes! I'll get an oil bottle to hang it up for you!"
"...No need, hey, you are such an old person...Do you need to be like this..."
"You little little mouse who steals oil for food, do you still think I'm old?" Situ Chenjue made a gesture and wiped his face behind Huanyan, "Watch me pull your little tail!"
Although she felt bitter in her heart, Huanyan couldn't help but smile when she saw Situ Chenjue's cheating appearance.
"Smile!" Situ Chenjue's expression also softened, he touched her face, and held Huanyan's hand with his other hand and refused to let go, "Okay, don't be angry with your husband. He has a lot of things to do every day, and some things will happen.
Mistaken, huh?"
"I am not angry."
Huanyan wanted to take her hand away, but he held it tightly again. He glared at her fiercely: "Don't take it back!"
"But aren't you tired of holding my hand like this?" Her long eyelashes fluttered like small flying insects, able to suck people into the halo of her eyes.
"I'm not tired!" Situ Chenjue padded her little hand again and felt it was slightly warmer, but still a little cold.
He simply put her hand on his chest, thinking that he was wearing a warm cashmere sweater, and without thinking, he opened the hem of the cashmere sweater, stuffed her little hand into his clothes, and put it close to his warm and thick chest.
Feeling her cool little hands on his chest, Situ Chenjue not only didn't feel cold, but felt refreshed.
This chapter has been completed!