Chapter 2594

"Well, don't apologize to me. I've heard your apology many times, and I don't want to hear it any more. Now that you know you're sorry for me, listen to me honestly and don't get close to my daughter in the future With these words, Chen Meihua was standing up and leaving.

Looking at Chen Meihua's back, Wu fan grabs her head and sighs helplessly.

Wang Zhao's home

he took the tea and came to the sofa. He looked at Xiang ronger, who was in a daze on the sofa. His eyes flashed slightly. He said in a soft voice, "chrysanthemum tea, I don't know if you like it or not."

Hearing Wang Zhao's voice, she looked back to rong'er and fixed her eyes on the tea cup in front of her. The golden chrysanthemum whirled in the cup, and the faint fragrance floated into her nose. She took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "you should know what happened today, don't you?"

"Yes, but I don't think that's a big deal. You don't have to worry about it." Wang Zhao is sitting by the side of Xiang rong'er with a teacup in his mouth.

"Nothing? Ha ha, do you know how miserable I was scolded by my mother? If my father hadn't pleaded, I wouldn't have known what it would have been like now The lip Cape draws up a sneer, to Rong Er touched oneself till now still swollen cheek, coldly said.

Wang Zhao saw Xiang rong'er's movement, noticed his flushed cheek and raised his eyebrows. He quickly said, "what's wrong with your face? I'll put some ice on it for you He was about to get up.

"No Xiang rong'er seized Wang Zhao and said, "you will sit quietly by my side and accompany me for a while."

Seeing the movement of Xiang rong'er, Wang Zhao's body was stiff at first, and then he took out his right hand and gently patted her back.

Leaning in Wang Zhao's arms, to rong'er a long sigh of relief, slowly closed his eyes.

In fact, she did not know why she came to Wang Zhao at such a time. It may be that the family was too oppressive and cold, so she wanted to find a warm place and hide herself temporarily.

Wang Zhao held his breath, lowered his head, and looked at Xiang rong'er leaning against his arms in a drowsy manner. His lips were slightly hooked and he said softly, "I'll take a blanket for you. If you sleep like this, you will be ill."

"No, just hold me tight." Hearing Wang Zhao's words, Xiang rong'er pricked his body into his arms and said faintly.

"Good." Although Wang Zhao didn't know what kind of scolding xiangrong'er had received from her mother, Wang Zhao still felt a pain when he looked at her now. He adjusted his posture and tried to hold xiangrong'er into his arms as much as possible, and then there was no sound.

Xiang rong'er didn't know how long she had been sleeping. Anyway, when she was awakened by the smell of rice, she slowly got up from the sofa, put on slippers, and came to the kitchen. Looking at Wang Zhao, who was cooking, his voice was a little hoarse and said, "what are you doing? It's delicious."

Hearing Xiang rong'er's voice, Wang Zhao turned his head and said with a smile: "you wake up. There is warm boiled water on the table that has been prepared for you. You can drink some first. We will have dinner right now."

"Oh." Nodding slightly, Xiang rong'er went back to the living room again, went to the table, picked up the cup, gently poked a mouthful, instantly felt more comfortable throat.