I couldn't stand it anymore, He Shao banged me on the wall every day, asking for remarriage.

"You asked me to abandon you, does that mean you did it right?" He Lanchen held Wen Wan's hand tightly, his eyes cold.

Wen Wan wanted to withdraw his hand, but struggled for a while and then simply gave up the resistance.

"If I say that I don't know what happened, would you believe it?" She managed to hold on, not letting her emotions collapse again, "Forget it, if you don't believe me, why bother?"

He Lanchen fixed his cold eyes on Wen Wan's side face with sharp eyes, "It doesn't matter whether you did it or not. Now, go to the hospital with me and apologize to Yiyi. This will end the story. "

Hearing this, Wen Wan did not refute, "Since Mr. He has made the decision for me, I naturally have no objection."

He could hear that she was angry, so he didn't care about her attitude for the time being. He would make it clear once the matter was over.

"I'm doing this for your own good. My mother is also in the hospital now. Originally, my mother wasn't present for what happened today. It doesn't matter whether you go or apologize." He Lanchen's implication was that he wanted to protect her from harm.

Wen Wan raised the corners of her lips and sneered, "Don't encourage others to be kind until they have suffered."

Now that she has been wronged by him, why should she pretend to say what is best for her?

"Don't get angry with me. As long as you apologize, I believe the Qiao family will give me some face." He Lanchen held Wen Wan's hand tightly and squeezed her wrist comfortingly.

Wen Wan's hands were cold, which made He Lanchen feel flustered.

Usually, people's body temperature will be lowered only in the most desperate situations.

On the way to the hospital, Wen Wan gathered her emotions and treated everything she had spent with him over the years as an episode before the divorce.

If she couldn't let go of this marriage, just thinking about He Lanchen shielding Qiu Yiyi every time would be enough to make her heartbroken.

Arriving at the hospital, they opened the car door and got out.

He Lanchen made a habit of holding Wen Wan's hand, but she avoided it without leaving a trace and walked into the elevator.

Regarding her indifferent attitude, he took it as her having a small mood and just gave her time to figure it out on her own.

He Lanchen pushed away Qiao Yiyi's ward. When Mrs. Qiao saw Wen Wan following him, she grabbed a magazine and threw it at her forehead.

"Vicious woman, how dare you send a shroud to my granddaughter. My old woman is not dead yet! How dare you come here to bully my granddaughter blatantly. If you don't go to jail today, our Qiao family will never end this matter with you." The old lady pointed at Wen Wan's neck plausibly, while He Lanchen stood in front of her.

The magazine in Mrs. Qiao's hand narrowly avoided Wen Wan's forehead. She pushed away the man in front of her, acting surprisingly calm.

It's like she's not here to apologize, but to "solve the case."

When Wen Wan glanced at the shroud placed at the end of the bed, and then at Qiao Yiyi who was lying on the bed crying silently, her pitiful appearance could easily arouse the sympathy of others.

"Why should I send a shroud to Qiao Yiyi?" Wen Wan's eyes scanned everyone in the ward, especially Zhuang Jingxian.

Qiu Yiyi pinched the corner of the quilt and cried to Wen Wan, "Miss Wen, Achen belongs to you, I can't take it away at all. What's more, I have become a useless person now, why do you send a shroud to stimulate me? ?”

For the first time, Wen Wan felt that Qiao Yiyi's acting skills were really good.

She doesn't want to dance anymore, so she can consider entering the entertainment industry.

Wen Wan walked over and touched the fabric of the shroud, raised her head and smiled at Zhuang Jingxian, "Miss Qiao, what I want to send you most is not the shroud, but the divorce certificate of He Lanchen and I."

"He has you in his heart, and you have him in your heart. You two are a match made in heaven." She pointed at the tip of her nose and shook her head with a smile, "I am just a chess piece in the hands of Director Zhuang. As for what a chess piece is, It works, she knows everything about heaven and earth.”

"Although my IQ is not that of a genius, I am not mentally retarded. I am sending you a shroud, but you have no reason to use it to harm me? Am I your mother? I am torturing myself to make you happy. Do you want to eat shit?"

Wen Wan completely ignored the identities and expressions of everyone present.

She has endured enough, and she doesn't have to endure it anymore.

He Lanchen can live with whomever he wants! She didn't have any more expectations.

After listening to Wen Wan's explanation, Qiu Yiyi shed more tears. She looked at Wen Wan with red eyes, "Miss Wen, I know you hate me for always pestering Achen, but what's wrong with loving someone? I really love him."

Wen Wan nodded gently and pushed He Lanchen towards Qiao Yiyi's hospital bed.

"It's so well said. I was moved to tears by Miss Qiao's love." She gently patted He Lanchen's arm with her hand, and then looked at Qiao Yiyi, "Miss Qiao, there is a record of sending a shroud. I will go to the police now. I'm here for a visit. I heard that your depression is very serious. From now on, Mr. He will be by your side. I wish you a speedy recovery."

He Lanchen wanted to hold Wen Wan's hand the next second she retracted her hand, but she picked up the fruit knife from the fruit plate on the bedside table.

He was shocked and couldn't believe Wen Wan would be so strong.

"Honey, put down the fruit knife first. Don't get excited. Let's talk slowly." He Lanchen did not dare to step forward and said softly with a magnetic voice.

Qiu Yiyi heard He Lanchen calling Wen Wan "wife", and her face twisted with hatred.

Zhuang Jingxian protected Mrs. Qiao behind her, fearing that Wen Wan would do something life-threatening in a fit of anger.

"Don't call me wife, He Lanchen, your wife is over there." Wen Wan glared at Qiu Yiyi, who was shivering on the hospital bed, and waved the fruit knife in her hand, "I said, I didn't send a shroud, why did you Don't you believe me? He Lanchen, you keep saying that you don't want to divorce me and want to live a good life with me. Every time there is any trouble with Qiu Yiyi, you push me out as soon as possible as a shield. I am really that humble in your heart Is it not the mistake I made, but you still force me to admit it. Sometimes I really want to know, did I marry you, or did Qiu Yiyi marry you? "

Her hands were shaking and her body temperature was extremely low.

So desperate.

Whenever she thought of He Lanchen standing on her opposite side, her heart felt numb except for sadness.

He Lanchen realized that he had pushed Wen Wan too hard just now, causing her to become emotionally unstable.

"Wen Wan, be obedient and put the knife down first. Don't hurt yourself." He tried to take a step forward, but stopped when he saw Wen Wan holding the knife to his neck.

Seeing that her son was being manipulated, Zhuang Jingxian stood not far away and fanned the flames, "Lanchen, take her knife away. If Yiyi is hurt, she can't afford to pay compensation."

He Lanchen looked at Zhuang Jingxian, and he immediately took action to grab the fruit knife from Wen Wan's hand.

At the critical moment, Wen Wan stabbed the knife in.