Sisi Heart: The Chief's Tsundere and Sweet Wife

Chapter 17 Term (2)

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Han Zizhi personally sent Shen Ruomeng and Han Mengsheng to the airport.

Seeing his little nephew, who was less than three years old, holding Shen Ruomeng's hand and walking into the VIP waiting room, a slight smile appeared on his face: Ruomeng, the only thing my brother can do for you is to send you to Xu Ruomeng. By Fusheng's side.I wish you happiness, my little princess...

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The climate in May is not so hot, even with a little coolness.

At night, Leng Nuannuan was walking on the bustling street on foot, watching the pedestrians coming and going, what surged in her mind was the feeling of her and Wu Ming, helpless and embarrassing.

Inside the bag Deng Qingqing gave her was Wu Ming's attitude towards her.Obviously, he wanted her dead.

She still couldn't understand why the two people, who were called fiancé couples at first, had to die in the end?
"Nuan Nuan, one day, your name will appear on my household registration book!"

"Nuannuan, we are lovers, unmarried couples, so, if there is anything, you can tell me. Go up the mountain of swords, go down into the sea of ​​fire, I will definitely do it for you..."

"Leng Nuan Nuan, have you ever looked in the mirror, do you know how disgusting you are now? You have been like this since you were a child, either you are tall, as if everyone should look up to you, or you are pitiful, as if everyone Everyone should pity you! But, have you ever thought that the people around you can bear you like this?"

The words Wu Ming once said, gentle, sweet, good and bad, are now ringing in Leng Nuan Nuan's ears.

Even Leng Nuannuan could clearly recall every expression and every movement of Wu Ming when he spoke.

A gust of cool wind hit, Leng Nuan Nuan shivered unconsciously.Subconsciously, she tightened her T-shirted shoulders with her small, soft hands.Then, continue to walk slowly towards the bustling street.

However, before she could walk two steps away, her mobile phone was in her pocket, and she started shouting unscrupulously.

Leng Nuannuan looked down at the lighted up phone screen in his jeans pocket, sighed, let go of his shoulders, took out the phone and held it in his palm.

When seeing a call from an unknown number in Beijing, Leng Nuannuan hesitated for a moment before pressing the answer button, and then put the phone to his ear: "Hello, I am Leng Nuannuan!"

On the other end of the phone, Han Zizhi was holding the phone, listening to the soft tone on the receiver, he felt very comfortable and unhappy.He moved his Adam's apple, and his thin lips parted slightly: "I am Han Zizhi!"

There was no pause, no modified words, just five words, 'I am Han Zizhi'!
But unfortunately, it was just such a simple five words, but it made the person holding the mobile phone and standing on the side of the street listening to the phone feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, cold from head to toe.

She subconsciously clenched the phone in her hand, and asked incredulously, "What? Who do you say you are?"

Facing Leng Nuannuan's rhetorical question, Han Zizhi was not annoyed, and said again in a good-tempered manner: "I am Han Zizhi, why, have you forgotten the conditions you promised me?"

"Forehead……"

Leng Nuannuan just felt that a large group of crows were flying past above his head!

"Hehe..." She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and dressed calmly: "Where is Director Han, of course I remember, of course I remember!"

(End of this chapter)