Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

"I know my sister-in-law is you, but brother, you don't care about your sister's life if you can't get married, right?" Lin Xi looked at him aggrieved, feeling very sad, why didn't he realize that his brother was so annoying before.

"You can't die again, go away." Shen Moling impatiently pulled Wen Wan into her arms.

"Okay, okay, let Xixi stay here with me for a while, you can't always hide when you come here, I don't care if you should drink." Wen Wan said.

"This... well, Xixi, take care of your sister-in-law, she has a big belly now, so don't touch her." Shen Moling warned worriedly.

"I see." Lin Xi nodded happily. With Wen Wan, she would not be afraid of Murong Zichun pestering her.

Maybe because of the kidnapping, Murong Zichun didn't dare to face Wen Wan directly, and often hid when he saw her, that's why Lin Xi wanted to be with Wen Wan, so that he wouldn't have to be bothered by him, and it was rare for him to be at ease.

Wen Wan expressed her helplessness, she has already become a proficient in the sought-after sweet pastry world, not only men snatch it, but also women, she is really popular.

When Murong Zichun came out of the bathroom, he couldn't find Lin Xi anywhere, and finally found her sitting and eating with Wen Wan, who had a big belly, talking and laughing.

Seeing his virtue, Murong Zihao couldn't help but worry, how many years will it take to catch up with his wife?

Forget it, whoever let him be the elder brother, just help him reluctantly.

Thinking of this, he raised his foot to Wen Wan, sat down and looked at her without saying a word.

"You have something to do!" Both Wen Wan and Lin Xi were stunned.

"Yes." Murong Zihao nodded, and glanced sideways at Lin Xi, that look clearly said: Secrets, idlers should not listen to them.

Even though Wen Wan had something to do, Lin Xi was too embarrassed to disturb her any longer, and quickly got up and said, "I'll get food over there." Then he left, and as soon as he saw her alone, Murong Zichun clung to her again.

Looking at Murong Zihao tenderly and helplessly, the little eyes of the rich girls around her almost shot her to death.

"Talk quickly if you have something to do." Wen Wan urged, staring at him displeased.

Seeing Murong Zihao unhurriedly pick up a cherry from Wen Wan's plate and put it into his mouth, his handsome face was covered with a rare smile, and he said, "The fruit is good, I didn't treat you badly." Pregnant, right?"

"...You're looking for me, isn't that the reason?" Wen Wan hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Yes, otherwise what else?" Murong Zihao nodded.

"You...you're so boring, go away, I'm just an innocent pregnant woman, if you sit like this again, those women next to you will impale me." Her relationship has already made others dissatisfied, and now her husband's old enemy is also joking with her, I don't know how those people will arrange her.

"What? You also know how to avoid suspicion?" Murong Zihao smiled disdainfully, his words were still poisonous.

"Nonsense, don't look down on me, okay?" Wen Wan has already begun to be immune to the other party's poisonous tongue, and will not be as angry as before.

"Look down? No, I never look down on a woman like you." Murong Zihao continued to dislike her.

He didn't know why, anyway, whenever he saw Wen Wan, he wanted to say something to her, which made him feel happy physically and mentally every time.

Just as Wen Wan was about to refute, a small commotion at the door interrupted their quarrel.

So it was Han Linger who came...