Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

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, he probably had a fever and got sick today!

Why are you so wrong?

flustered.

But... Should he say 'I'm sorry' to her?

Obviously, I blamed her by mistake...

However, he has grown up so much that he has never apologized to anyone.

Just three short words, to him, it was too heavy...

When he was struggling in every possible way, Huanyan was staring blankly at the gossip magazine "Starlight Weekly" beside the hospital bed, which was left behind by Wen Yuner or some nurse.

The magazine is beautifully printed. On the cover there is a picture that looks very romantic, and there is also a headline in rose red: "The popular actress Wen Yuner has a sweet date with the upstart Xiao Yunnuo in the business world. Is a good thing coming soon?"

Above, Wen Yun'er was half leaning on Xiao Yunnuo's chest, indeed she looked like a little bird clinging to her.

It looks really sweet.

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

Huanyan wanted to turn her gaze away, but she still looked there involuntarily...

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 standing there?"

With a dark face, Situ Chenjue pulled her body unhappily, "Even if I blame you, you don't have to do this!"

Huan Yanjiu, it turned out that the CEO thought he was still angry with him.

Forget it, let him think so if he likes it.

She lowered her head to hide the loss in the corner of her eyes: "I'm not angry."

"Not yet! Look at your little mouth is almost hanging on the oil bottle!"

Huanyan couldn't help touching her mouth, and flattened her mouth: "It's not that exaggerated!"

"Yes! I'll bring you an oil bottle to show you!"

"...No need, hey, you are such an old person...do you need to do this..."

"You little mouse that steals oil, do you still think I'm old?" Situ Chenjue gestured to wipe behind Huanyan, "Watch me grab your little tail!"

Although her heart was bitter, Huanyan couldn't help but burst out laughing seeing Situ Chenjue's shameless appearance.

"Laughing!" Situ Chenjue's face was also gentle, he touched her face, and the other hand grabbed Huanyan's hand and refused to let go, "Okay, don't be angry with my husband, my husband has a lot of things to do every day, and some things will be fine." Mistake, huh?"

"I am not angry."

Huanyan wanted to pull out her hand, but he held it tightly again, and 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 little flying insects, able to suck people into the halo in her eyes.

"I'm not tired!" Situ Chenjue cushioned her little hands again, feeling a little warmer, but still a bit cold.

He simply put her hands on his chest, thinking that he was wearing a warm cashmere sweater, without thinking, he lifted the hem of the cashmere sweater, stuffed her little hands into his clothes, and pressed them close to his warm and thick chest.

Feeling her cool little hands on his chest, instead of feeling cold, Situ Chenjue felt refreshed.