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

"I don't know how to cut, you teach me." He Lanchen put down the kitchen knife and put the potatoes on the chopping board.

Wen Wan walked over, squeezed into his arms, picked up a knife and cut the potatoes a few times in front of him.

"Is this possible?"

she asked, looking up.

He Lanchen enjoyed the feeling of Wen Wan leaning in his arms. This touch of being close to each other was very interesting.

He lowered his eyes and stared at her fair and soft cheeks. Probably because it was a little hot in the kitchen, her skin had a light and attractive pink color.

He had only seen this color on her when their love was intense.

He Lanchen swallowed his saliva and tried his best to hold back the fluctuations in his heart.

"I didn't see it clearly. Can you demonstrate it again?" He asked again, unconsciously moving closer to Wen Wan.

Wen Wan didn't notice He Lanchen's ulterior motives, and she didn't notice anything wrong with his sudden approach.

She frowned and held the kitchen knife again, "What about this? Do you know how?"

He Lanchen actually knows how to cut hobs, but he just wants her to have one more chance to get along with him.

"The hob you cut is very nice." He praised.

Wen Wan showed a dumbfounded expression and pointed at the potatoes on the chopping board, "It must be difficult to make the hob cut ugly, right?"

Hearing this, He Lanchen approached her very seriously, his originally magnetic voice hoarse due to his fever.

"I just want to compliment you."

he said sincerely.

Wen Wan had never felt He Lanchen's tenderness, whether in bed or in life.

This was the first time he praised her.

No, you can't be fooled by him.

They were divorced, and no matter how many sweet words he said, they were poison to her.

"No, I'm not a child. I can be happy for a long time if others praise me."

Wen Wan got out of his arms and walked to the sink.

Her cheeks were slightly hot. He Lanchen was very close to her just now, and she could vaguely smell the cold fragrance on his body, which was also mixed with a light disinfectant.

He is a very charming man. Whether it is his handsome appearance or his dignified temperament, he stands out among the crowd.

If He Lanchen didn't really have a good impression of her, she would have been able to stay with him for the sake of Yan Control.

"Oh, your eyes were very clear when you were talking to me just now, like a child." The corners of He Lanchen's lips were slightly raised, and the thin lips with beautiful lip lines were curved.

Wen Wan turned off the faucet and stared at He Lanchen angrily with her cheeks puffed out.

"You are the child with clear eyes, and so are your whole family."

She huffed and put her hands on her hips.

He Lanchen saw Wen Wan's lively side for the first time. She seemed to suppress her personal emotions in front of the He family and him.

After the divorce, she lived happily, which was his first feeling.

"I mean you're cute, not that you're stupid."

He Lanchen explained with a smile and rubbed her head with his big hand.

After Wen Wan heard He Lanchen's words, she pursed her lips, realizing that she had misunderstood what he meant and wanted to apologize.

He could tell what she was thinking and turned back to chop the potatoes.

"If you can bravely fight back against those who bully you, then I can leave you alone to live in Shanghai when I return to Jiangcheng." He Lanchen cut potatoes and his deep voice sounded in the kitchen.

Wen Wan felt very uncomfortable when she thought that she would have to stay alone in Shanghai to earn a living.

In the past, He Lanchen often went abroad on business trips in Jiangcheng. At any rate, the place where she lived belonged to his territory. Since leaving the villa, her sleep quality has deteriorated.

"I'm an adult and I have to take care of myself no matter where I go in life."

Wen Wan took the washed dishes to the stove.

He Lanchen heard the helplessness and hardship in her words, and his heart suddenly ached.

"If you can't hold it anymore, come back!" He stood beside her and said in a low voice.

Wen Wan's hand holding the ingredients paused slightly, feeling extremely heavy.

Can I still go back? In what capacity should I go back, He Lanchen, tell me, should I go back as your ex-wife or as your future wife?

Don’t you want to fulfill your engagement with the Qiao family?

So who am I?

"He Lanchen, don't say anything that makes me misunderstand to shake my determination to face life alone." Wen Wan left the kitchen with a choked voice.

He turned down the heat and chased her out.

She stood in the courtyard, and the small space made her even smaller.

He Lanchen walked over and held Wen Wan in his arms, gently stroking her hair with his chin.

"I have not shaken you, and what I said just now is true." He really wanted to tell Wen Wan that he was willing to wait for her to go home, "Wen Wan, people need to belong, just like what people often say when they land and return to their roots."

Wen Wan didn't dare to move and let He Lanchen hold her.

"I am a rootless duckweed. I have no place to belong. How can I return to my roots? I was abandoned by my parents when I was born, and was abused by my adoptive parents when I grew up. I finally managed to live with my sister, and I was forced to marry because of the pressure of life. I lost you." Wen Wan opened the conversation and confided her grievances and sadness, "I have never lived a day for myself in the past twenty years. When I thought marriage would become another starting point for me, I You know I’m so stupid and naive.”

He Lanchen hugged Wen Wan and turned her around so that she faced him.

"I failed you, Wen Wan, I'm sorry." He held her face in his hands, and gently wiped her tears with his rough thumbs.

She looked at the man in front of her and finally asked the long-lost question deep in her heart, "Is it because I don't have a good family background, enough to match your education, and parents who can bring resource replacement to the He family, so I lose?" Gave it to Qiao Yiyi."

He Lanchen, I don’t want to be born an orphan either.

It's an unfair fate, I can't choose.

"No, Wanwan, it's my fault, it's my fault." He Lanchen put down his hands holding her cheeks and held her tightly in his arms, "It's me who missed you. You are very good and you are worthy of me." Not to fuck you."

Wen Wan leaned in He Lanchen's arms and cried, thinking of her dead sister and her divorce from him, and she felt extremely depressed.

She had cried enough, pushed He Lanchen away, and wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand.

"I lost my temper just now. I'm going to make soup first."

After Wen Wan finished speaking, she ran towards the house.

He Lanchen stood there, looking at her fleeing back, his heart became extremely heavy.

Losing Wen Wan was his loss.

Wife, wait for me, I will definitely change it until you are satisfied.

Wen Wan entered the kitchen, washed her hands and started cooking. He Lanchen also followed in to help.

He was chased away by her several times, but in the end she couldn't defeat him.

In the kitchen, the two of them were chatting and preparing lunch. The atmosphere was warm and romantic.