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

"If you want money, I don't have it, but if you want your life, I have one." Wen Wan broke the jar and threw it.

He Lanchen squeezed her hand and played with her fingertips. She was really tired of being pinched by him. This was because his hands were not flour.

I don't know where he got these weird habits.

"I don't want your money, nor your life." He Lanchen said, his dark eyes staring straight at Wen Wan in front of him.

She was so frightened that she grabbed the skirt of her clothes with one hand, and her whole body became even worse.

"Then what do you want?"

Wen Wan asked with a sad face.

He Lanchen has always been cunning, and she didn't dare to play tricks on him. She couldn't play with this powerful man.

"I've been sick recently and there's no taste in my mouth. I want to drink the soup you made." He made a request to Wen Wan.

After Wen Wan heard He Lanchen's words, he breathed a sigh of relief.

She was afraid that he would make excessive demands, so making soup would do the trick.

"Then I'll buy the ingredients. What kind of soup do you want to drink?" Wen Wan asked for his opinion first.

He Lanchen wanted to be discharged from the hospital, but he didn't want to stay in the ward. Not being able to see her makes staying in the hospital very boring.

"Can I go to your place and drink?"

He pushed Wen Wan's limits further and wanted to spend more time with her.

Wen Wan thought that the house belonged to her third senior sister. If she wanted to take the person back, she would have to ask her third senior sister what she meant.

"Aren't you still having a fever?" She thought of He Lanchen's current physical condition.

Discourage him from being discharged from the hospital just yet.

He Lanchen didn't want to miss the opportunity to be alone with Wen Wan because of his fever. When he recovered this time, he would have to return to Jiangcheng, and she would stay in Shanghai. They were in a long-distance relationship.

"It should be okay to sneak out for a few hours."

He still had that half-smiling look.

Wen Wan didn't want to persuade him, the body was his, not to mention He Lanchen was always paranoid, how could he listen to her.

"Then what soup do you want to drink?"

She has to buy ingredients.

He Lanchen didn't stay overnight, but just went home to drink soup. The third senior sister wouldn't say anything about her, right?

Forget it, let’s make a phone call.

"Anything is fine, as long as it's not fish soup." He Lanchen remembered that the doctor said that seafood cannot be eaten for the time being.

Wen Wan nodded lightly. She called Wei Ming to come in and help him get dressed. She went out to contact Xiang Qing.

"Third Senior Sister, I want to take a friend home for a meal, is that okay?" She asked Xiang Qing's opinion.

Xiang Qing, who was dealing with work, received a call from Wen Wan. She had a smile on her face and said, "Okay, if the other party wants to stay overnight, just ask Auntie to clean up the room. My home is your home, don't be formal."

"Thank you, Third Senior Sister."

Wen Wan smiled slightly.

With Xiang Qing's consent, she searched for nearby vegetable markets on the mobile app.

He Lanchen was wearing a mask when he came out. He went to hold Wen Wan's hand, but she cleverly avoided it.

"I just thank you for helping Jing Yuan, don't do anything." Wen Wan frowned displeased and refused He Lanchen's approach.

He stood there, his hands frozen in the air, and Wei Ming did not dare to take another look.

How cool the president was before, but now he is so humble.

Sure enough, if you come out to hang out, you have to pay it back.

"I'm just afraid of being dizzy and unable to stand steady, so I want to hold your hand and let you take me with you."

He Lanchen looked at Wen Wan with a hoarse voice. He looked very mysterious with his eyes exposed while wearing a mask.

Wen Wan averted her eyes. She didn't dare to take another look, for fear that she would be trapped in his glorious beauty.

"Let Assistant Wei help you walk." She looked at Wei Ming and pushed him towards him.

Wei Ming took a step back and said respectfully to Wen Wan, "No, madam, two men standing together will attract attention from others. I'm fine. The president will marry a wife in the future."

After hearing Wei Ming's explanation, He Lanchen cursed in his heart, thinking that he knew the truth.

In the end, Wen Wan couldn't stand He Lanchen's hard work, so she had to hold his hand and leave the ward.

The man who was a head taller than her narrowed his eyes, and he was very happy that Xiao Jiujiu got what he wanted.

The car stopped at the entrance of the vegetable market. Just as Wen Wan was about to get out, He Lanchen also unbuckled his seat belt.

"What are you doing?" She turned to look at the man approaching behind her.

He Lanchen wrapped most of his body in Wen Wan's arms, looking very ambiguous.

"I'll go to the market with you."

He said confidently.

Wen Wan wanted to refuse, but He Lanchen said first, "I can help carry the groceries after buying them."

She swallowed all the words that came to her lips. She felt that he also had good intentions, and it seemed a bit unkind to refuse him again.

They walked into the vegetable market. The market here was more upscale than ordinary ones, and the environment was also good.

After three years of marriage, she washed her hands and cooked soup for him, and they never once went to the vegetable market to buy food together.

"I didn't understand before why someone would take the time to cook a meal for the one they love, but now I understand." He Lanchen held Wen Wan's hand, his hoarse voice full of magnetism.

Wen Wan raised her eyes in confusion, her eyes full of doubts.

"why?"

“What you enjoy is the process of getting along together, not the delicious food you eat.”

He Lanchen lowered his eyes and stared at Wen Wan's side face with delicate skin.

Why doesn't he know how to cherish it? If he had paid more attention to her, maybe they wouldn't have ended up getting divorced.

"Then remember to get along well with your wife in the future, and don't make the same mistake again." Wen Wan felt sour in her heart, and her words were very appropriate.

He Lanchen captured her true inner emotions from her gloomy eyes. He was sure that what she told was a lie, and felt a little happy in his heart.

"Well, I will get along well with my wife in the future," he said.

Wen Wan, if you want to be my wife again, I will treat you well.

"When did you become so obedient?"

In her heart, she envied He Lanchen's future wife.

After three years of marriage with him, she had never enjoyed any tender treatment from him.

"It just changed now."

He Lanchen followed her words.

Wen Wan was speechless by what he said and felt her chest was clogged.

They bought the ingredients and got back into the car. Along the way, He Lanchen easily noticed that the person sitting next to him was unhappy and the air pressure was very low throughout the journey.

He guessed that the chat in the market had caused her mood to fluctuate.

The driver took them to Xiang Qing's home based on the address given by Wen Wan.

The housekeeper ran out of the house and saw He Lanchen getting out of the car. He had a cold temperament and looked very suitable standing next to Wen Wan.

"Miss Wen, you are back." The housekeeper greeted Wen Wan.

"I'm taking a friend home for dinner, and I've called Third Senior Sister in advance."

Wen Wan exchanged a few words with the housekeeper.

The housekeeper was given half a day off, thinking that they would be more comfortable without outsiders at home.

He Lanchen stayed with Wen Wan in the kitchen and helped her, but in fact it was just adding trouble.

"Potato cutting hob, if you cut it too thin, it will be cooked in the soup later..." Wen Wan ran over to remedy the situation.

He held the knife and felt sweet in his heart when he heard her angrily exhortations.

What if she hadn't left his world?