Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

Wen Li giggled, "These are the clothes I designed for your children. I have learned a lot about designing children's clothes these days."

She turned from the first page and pointed it to Qin Shu, "Here, these were worn before one year old, and then two to three years old..."

From the age of one to eight, Wen Li actually designed dozens of sets.

"There are more in the future. I want to design all the baby's previous clothes." Wen Li looked expectant and her eyes lit up.

"Okay, I'll design it for you." Qin Shu said with a smile.

Wen Li nodded contentedly, "Great, Miss Shu. I still want to be your child's godmother, can I?"

"No problem at all."

Qin Shu lowered his head and caressed his belly, and said softly, "Baby, you are very happy now, you have a godfather and a godmother."

"Godfather?" Wen Li was stunned.

"That's right, it's Yifei."

After Qin Shu finished speaking, Zhang Yifei came out of the kitchen just as he finished packing.

While wiping his hands, he said, "We have agreed, let me be the child's godfather."

Qin Shu explained with a smile: "I didn't talk about you, Wen Li and I were talking about her being a godmother to our children."

After finishing speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Wen Li, but saw that her face flushed suddenly, and she didn't dare to look at Zhang Yifei more.

Qin Shu's heart moved slightly.

When sending them downstairs, while Zhang Yifei was driving, Qin Shu took Wen Li's hand and asked in a low voice, "You told Zhang Yifei, do you like him?"

"Miss Shu?!" Wen Li's eyes widened like a cat's, and she looked at her in surprise, with a suspicious blush on her face.

Qin Shu patted the back of her hand, "Some things are better said than kept in your heart."

Wen Li bit her lip, hesitated for a while, "I see, Miss Shu, I will try..."

"Come on." Qin Shu gave her an encouraging look.

Zhang Yifei's car drove over and interrupted their conversation.

"Sister Xiaoshu, I'll go first." Wen Li finished speaking and got into the car.

"Let's go." Zhang Yifei waved to Qin Shu.

"Be careful." Qin Shu warned.

The car was driving on the busy street, and no one in the car spoke.

Wen Li sat in the co-pilot, secretly glanced at Zhang Yifei who was driving the car from time to time.

Recalling what Sister Xiaoshu said, she tried to break the silence, but her throat seemed to be blocked, dry and astringent, and she couldn't say anything.

She cleared her throat.

At this time, a bottle of water was handed over.

Wen Li stared at him blankly, her face immediately burned.

"Cough, the hot pot just now was a bit spicy." She managed to hold back the words, took two gulps of the water, and avoided his gaze.

Zhang Yifei smiled and said, "Really? It seems that I can eat spicy food better than you, so I think it's okay."

"En." Wen Li responded in a low voice, and silently twisted the bottle cap.

The car fell silent again.

In fact, when there are other people around, the two of them are not like this, but when they are alone, the atmosphere becomes weird.

Wen Li sighed melancholy in her heart.

Although Zhang Yifei didn't say much, he saw her expression in his eyes.

He thought for a while and said, "Wen Li."

"Huh?" Wen Li, who was actively called out, pricked up her ears and looked at him nervously.

"You don't have to be cautious in front of me. I know what you care about. Did the strange things my mother said before affect you?"

Zhang Yifei smiled, and said consolingly: "We are friends, and I treat you as my younger sister at most, so you can rest assured that I have absolutely no bad thoughts about you. It is her business that my mother messes up the mandarin ducks. Don't take it to heart."

Wen Li's lips were slightly pale, and her heart felt like being stabbed by something, with a dull pain.

She bit her lip and looked at him blankly.

What should I do?