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

Xiang Qing took Wen Wan into a private house near the roadside. After the car stopped, the two unbuckled their seat belts and got out of the car.

Wen Wan stood there and looked up at the chronological buildings in front of him. Shanghai once had a colonial history, and many of the houses here were in Western style. It is unique and has certain value to have the style of the Republic of China period. At the very least, it will cost a lot of money in terms of maintenance costs.

Third Senior Sister's life is quite luxurious.

Wen Wan looked away and Xiang Qing walked to her side holding the phone, "Master's housekeeper said that something happened at home and she went back to Jiangcheng. You won't be able to see her for the time being, and I need to trouble you to stay temporarily in the past few days. Here. Something happened to my artists and they need to be resolved personally."

Wen Wan saw Xiang Qing's expression of distress, and her cell phone had not stopped ringing since they met.

"Third Senior Sister, you go and do your work first. Just give me the access code and house code here. I can take care of myself." Wen Wan didn't want to trouble Xiang Qing.

Xiang Qing walked over, hugged Wen Wan, and kissed her on the face, "Good boy, senior sister, go ahead and do your work. I will send the password to your phone soon so you can remember it."

Wen Wan was amused by Xiang Qing's enthusiasm, and the housekeeper helped her push the suitcase in.

"Miss Wen, your room is downstairs. If you want to live upstairs, I will clean it up now." The housekeeper asked Wen Wan if he was satisfied with the safety of the room.

Wen Wan thought about how Xiang Qing's living habits might need to be reconciled with hers. The upstairs was where the owner lived, and she didn't want to intrude into the other person's private space.

"I'll just live downstairs."

Wen Wan said.

The housekeeper made arrangements for Wen Wan and went to help her prepare lunch.

Wen Wan simply washed up and changed into a set of light and comfortable clothes. The climate in Shanghai was slightly hotter than that in Jiangcheng, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. She liked this fashionable international city very much.

Lunch was a simple meal of one meat, one vegetable and a cup of soup. The butler's cooking skills were very good. This was the most satisfying meal Wen Wan had ever had since his sister's death.

After lunch, she carried her bag and hat and went out.

I used the Life APP to search for interesting places to visit in Shanghai.

She found an outdoor cafe, walked to a corner and sat down, when the girl opposite said without raising her head, "I'm sorry, I've booked this table."

When Wen Wan heard a familiar voice, she tentatively moved her head forward.

When he saw the other person's face clearly, he shouted excitedly, "Jing Yuan, is that you?"

Jing Yuan stopped the painting brush in his hand and lazily looked up at Wen Wan in front of him.

She was stunned for a moment, then confirmed that he was a good friend. She quickly stood up and hugged Wen Wan excitedly.

"Wanwan, it's really you." Jing Yuan pulled Wen Wan to sit down and ordered a glass of juice from the waiter.

Wen Wan looked at the drawing board that Jing Yuan put on the table, and thinking of Huo Rongjian, she asked cautiously, "Jing Yuan, there is a person named Huo who is looking for you."

When Jing Yuan heard Wen Wan's words, her hand holding the brush trembled slightly.

"I have nothing to do with him."

Jing Yuan said angrily.

She didn't want to face Huo Rongjian. There were many misunderstandings between them.

"At that time, Nuannuan's surgery required a fee, and I couldn't find anyone to borrow it. Dr. Shao took me to him to borrow it." Wen Wan talked about her sister's medical expenses.

Jing Yuan held Wen Wan's hand, smiled and patted the back of her hand, "Don't worry, I am me and he is him. If you ask him to borrow money, I won't take it to heart at all."

Wen Wan's mood did not improve after hearing her friend's words.

"Have you just arrived in Shanghai? Or do you plan to settle down here?" Wen Wan drank the juice brought by the waiter, biting the straw between her teeth.

Jing Yuan was not sensitive to future fantasies. She put away her drawing board and brushes, and then chatted with Wen Wan.

"I don't plan to leave, I want to live here."

She leaned back in her chair and looked up at the sky.

Only then did Wen Wan notice that the direction Jing Yuan was looking at seemed to be an art center.

"Jing Yuan, if you don't want him to find you, it's best not to register with your own identity whether traveling or staying in a hotel." Wen Wan gave her an idea.

Huo Rongjian had plenty of money and power.

Once the friend's identity information is found, the person will be arrested.

"Actually, this kind of hiding life is very tiring. I've looked away now." Jing Yuan sat upright again, looking at Wen Wan with his hands on his chin.

Wen Wan felt incredible about her friend's compromise.

"Jing Yuan, there seems to be a child in the painting you just painted, right?" She recalled that the content of her friend's painting showed children and kittens playing.

She reopened the drawing board and presented the content of the painting to Wen Wan.

"He will be out of school later, and you can see the protagonist in the painting."

Jing Yuan's gaze suddenly became extremely gentle as she looked at the drawing board.

Wen Wan didn't dare to make random guesses. She seemed to have thought of an answer.

"Is this your son?" She pointed at the little boy in the painting, looking at Jing Yuan.

Jing Yuan nodded lightly and did not deny it, "Yes, the matter between Huo Rongjian and I is very complicated."

"Don't worry, I won't tell him that I've seen you."

Wen Wan raised her palm to assure Jing Yuan.

While they were talking, a group of children dispersed across the road carrying musical instrument bags.

One of them, a little boy wearing a black suit and carrying a musical instrument bag, had a small face and a small cloth bag that matched his age in his hand. He walked to Jing Yuan swayingly, "Sister, I'm out of school." .”

Wen Wan was so cute by the child's soft voice that she reached out her hand to pinch his face.

He subconsciously took a step back, shook his head and said to Wen Wan, "Don't pinch my face."

Jing Yuan pushed away the chair and stood up, squatting in front of the child and pinching his cheek.

"Stingy, give this aunt a pinch. She is mom's best friend."

She picked up the little bun and stuffed it into Wen Wan's arms.

The child seemed to be frozen and did not dare to move rashly, "Sister, my back is

The sound of the musical instrument was uncomfortably heavy. "

Wen Wan helped him take off the musical instrument bag from his shoulders, held him and looked at it carefully.

This kid is really good at reincarnation, and he specializes in choosing good-looking friends and Huo Rongjian.

"Wanwan, how about going to my place for dinner tonight?"

Jing Yuan put the drawing board on his back and picked up his son's musical instrument bag.

Wen Wan stood up with the child in her arms, "Okay, I'll go to your house for dinner tonight."

The child looked at Jing Yuan eagerly, he wanted to be hugged by his mother.

Wen Wan noticed that he was in a bad mood and looked at Jing Yuan secretly.

Being stared at by the big one and the little one, Jing Yuan walked up to them and said, "What's wrong, little ancestor?"

"I want my sister to hold me."

He stretched out his arms towards Jing Yuan, his face full of grievances.

Jing Yuan rubbed his son's little head angrily and said, "Let aunt hold him. She is mom's best friend. She is obedient."

The kid failed to capture Jing Yuan with his coquettish offensive, so he had to readjust his mentality and admit defeat, leaning into Wen Wan's arms.

Jing Yuan and Wen Wan looked at each other and smiled, amused by the cute behavior of the little bun.