But the woman in front of her is not another woman, but his own legal wife. Why does he feel at a loss when facing her? What a hell!

Situ Chenjue subconsciously raised his hand and touched his forehead. Could it be that he had a fever and became sick today!

Why is it so wrong for me?

Trying.

But...will he say 'sorry' to her?

It was obvious that I had blamed her wrongly...

However, he had never apologized to anyone since he grew up.

Just three short words, for him, it is more important than the natural barrier...

While he was struggling, Huanyan was staring at the gossip magazine "Star Weekly" beside the bedside, which I didn't know if it was left behind by Wen Yun'er or by a young nurse.

The magazine was printed beautifully, with a very romantic picture on the cover, and a large rose-red title: "Is it a sweet date for popular actress Wen Yuna and business upstart Xiao Yunnuo? Is it almost a good thing?"

Above, Wen Yuner was half-lying on Xiao Yunnuo's chest, and she really looked like a birdie.

It looks really sweet.

Senior Xiao did not say that day that he already had a new girlfriend, probably because he didn't want to be embarrassed.

Huanyan wanted to turn her gaze, but she still couldn't help but look over there...

These are not things she is qualified to manage...

Senior Xiao, I wish you happiness this time...

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"What are you doing when you are stunned?"

Situ Chenjue had a dark face and pulled her over unhappily, "Even if I blame you wrongly, you don't need to do this!"

Huanyan, it turned out that the president thought he was still angry with him.

Forget it, he likes to think so, just think so.

She lowered her head and covered the loss at the corner of her eyes: "I'm not angry."

"Not yet! Look at your little mouth, you're almost sucking oil bottle!"

Huanyan couldn't help but touch her mouth and flattened her mouth: "Not that exaggerated!"

"That's it! I'll take a bottle of oil to show you!"

"...No need, hey, you are such an old person... don't need to do this..."

"You little mouse who steals oil and eats you think I'm old?" Situ Chenjue made a gesture to wipe Huanyan, "Look at me pulling your little tail!"

Although she felt bitter, Huanyan couldn't help but burst into laughter when she looked at Situ Chenjue's cheating appearance.

"Smiling!" Situ Chenjue's face was also gentle. He touched her face, and his other hand held Huanyan's hand and refused to let go, "Okay, don't be angry with my husband, my husband is busy with everything, and there will be some things.

I got it wrong, huh?"

"I'm not angry."

Huanyan wanted to pull out her hand, but he held it tightly again. He stared at her fiercely: "Don't take it back!"

"But aren't you tired of holding my hand like this?" Her long eyelashes fluttered, like a small flying insect, able to suck people into the halo in her eyes.

"I'm not tired!" Situ Chenjue put on her little hand again, feeling it was a little warmer, but it was still a little cold.

He simply put her hands on his chest, thought about wearing a warm cashmere sweater, lifting the hem of the cashmere sweater without thinking, stuffing her little hands into his clothes, and approaching his warm and thick chest.
Chapter completed!