Lovesick: The President's Destined Sweet Wife

"But he didn't want to propose to me yet." Wang Jiajia was obviously a little down.

Before talking about marriage with Lin Huanxi, I didn't expect that her interest was high, but Lin Huanxi didn't care at all.

Sometimes Wang Jiajia still wondered whether Lin Huanxi had never thought of marrying her.

It is said that if a person says he is not ready to get married, it is just an excuse. He just doesn't find the person he wants to get married.

This rule applies to both men and women.

Does Lin Huanxi belong to this kind of person.

"No way." Ran Ruoyu obviously didn't believe it.

After all, she had heard Dingcheng say before that Lin Huanxi had the idea of getting married.

"It's impossible." Wang Jiajia didn't want to continue this topic, so she quickly changed her painting style: "by the way, I met a college classmate the day before yesterday, and she told me something."

"What?" Ran Ruoyu asked curiously.

Wang Jiajia hesitated for a moment, then said: "I heard that Wen Tian came out, and the Liu family found a lot of relationships, so she came out so quickly."

As soon as ran Ruo heard this, he suddenly gave a look.

Warm and sweet!

But she used to adore her sister.

Now at this stage, she can't forgive Wentian.

"Ruoyu, I'm sorry, but I want to hide it from you first, but I know you want to know, so..." Wang Jiajia has already regretted that she can't control her mouth so much. She knows that Ruoyu hasn't been born yet, but she still bothers her with such things.

"It's OK, Jiajia. It's all in the past. I won't mind." Ran Ruoyu gave a smile.

Half a year has passed, and she really wants to do a lot of things, especially after her daughter was born. It seems that many things she cared about before are not so unimportant at this time.

It's just, mother's death

Just when Wang Jiajia wanted to say something else, the cry of the child came.

Ran Ruoyu got up, hugged her daughter and gave her milk.

"This little girl is so good." Wang Jiajia's smile curved her eyes. The more she looked at her children, the more lovely she was.

On this day, Wang Jiajia didn't leave until lunch.

When she left the villa, she received a call from Lin Huanxi.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Wang Jiajia was obviously not in a high mood.

"Jiajia, I'm outside your rental house. Where are you?" Lin Huanxi is carrying vegetables and hot pot ingredients in his hand. Today, he specially came to accompany Jiajia to wash hot pot.

Wang Jiajia breathed and said, "I'm outside. I'm going home."

"Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No When Wang Jiajia spoke, she raised her hand and stopped a taxi.

"Well, I'll wait for you."

"Good bye."

"Goodbye."

I don't know if it's an illusion. Lin Huanxi always feels that Wang Jiajia is not in a good mood today.

Is it that he did something wrong?

After carefully recalling what happened these days, Lin Huanxi became more and more worried.

Don't make any mistakes. In a few days, when his customized ring comes back, he will propose.

On the other hand, Wang Jiajia, who hung up the phone, was suddenly depressed.

Leaning on the back seat, looking at the pedestrians retreating outside the window, I can't help but close my eyes for a rest.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of the community.

After Wang Jiajia paid the fare, she got off the bus and saw Lin Huanxi waving to her from a distance.