The Substitute Wife of the Fickle President

night.

"Why is this? Nishang, why are you sisters? Why?" The man sat on the sofa, staring at his phone in a daze.

He probably never dreamed that Xia Qingqing and Lan Nishang would be sisters.

But things are so strange.

A man's heart is in a mess.

He doesn't know what to do?

For so long, what he faced was actually the younger sister of the woman he loved so much.

How could he do this.

"Linfeng, look. I'm fine now, I can go now. Thank you, it's all my fault that prevented you from going to work and staying with me at home..." Wan'er didn't know how long she slept, and when she woke up, her legs felt better. She got out of bed slowly, walked into the living room, looked at the man sitting on the sofa and said.

The man paused, stood up and looked at Wan'er, and said uneasily. "Don't say that, Wan'er, you are my wife, I love you..."

Wan'er smiled happily, feeling so happy at this moment.

All those bad things, all disappeared.

Wan'er walked up to the man, smiled and hugged him.

"I love you too, Linfeng..."

Holding Wan'er in his arms, the man looked out of the window, and there were beautiful neon lights flickering outside.

For some reason, the man's heart was aching with the flickering lights.

In the past few days, the man stayed at home with Wan'er.

Wan'er is very happy.

Her heart seems very small, it can only accommodate one him.

But in his heart, she may not be the only one.

But Wan'er doesn't care, Wan'er feels that the past cannot be changed, so the present is the best.

Now he loved her, and she loved him dearly, and that was enough.

Happiness is that simple.Wan'er thinks.

Because she is in a good mood, she is happy no matter what she does. During the few days with him by her side, Wan'er has learned a few new dishes.

Every time she dragged her cheeks and watched the man eating her dishes with relish, Wan'er would smile from ear to ear.

After laughing, hug the man and kiss the oil on his mouth.

But she didn't pay attention, the man's eyes were always uneasy.

What kind of anxiety is that?Wan'er didn't think about it.

"No, don't..." In the middle of the night, the man suddenly woke up.

He sat up, clutching the quilt and screaming, sweat beaded all over his forehead.

Wan'er was taken aback, and stretched out her hand nervously to stroke his forehead. "What's wrong?"

He didn't speak, just held her tightly in his arms.

He dreamed of Xia Qingqing and Lan Nishang.

Lan Nishang said that Xia Qingqing was her sister, she loved her very much, and she was worried about handing her over to others.So, let him marry her, take care of her, take care of her as her.

Linfeng disagreed, he thought it was cruel.Wan'er is a poor woman, she loves her very much, he can't hurt her.

Then, Lan Nishang looked at him expressionlessly, those eyes were full of complaints and accusations.

Suddenly, she said coldly, "Then, if you don't marry her, I will take her away..."

Linfeng shouted anxiously, "No, don't..." But suddenly there was nothing in front of him.

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