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

When Wen Wan heard the nurse read "Hey**" on the cup, she immediately guessed it was He Lanchen.

At this time, it happened to be delivered to the door of Shao Jinyuan's office, and she had a vague guess in her heart.

Wen Wan took the cup of milk tea from the nurse's hand. She didn't drink it, but just held it to warm her hands.

Shao Jinyuan chatted with her about Nuan Xi's follow-up treatment plan and surgical arrangements, and asked her to be mentally prepared. Any surgery has risks and may not lead to a complete recovery.

After talking about Wen Xi's surgery, Wen Wan went to the ward, intending to take a look at her sister.

Afraid of disturbing her sister's rest, she stood at the door and took a look to make sure the lights were out. Then she went downstairs holding milk tea.

As soon as Wen Wan walked downstairs, she saw a black Bentley parked arrogantly not far away.

"But come here, are you still waiting for me to come and hug you?" The man sitting in the car rolled down the window and glared at her with cold black eyes.

She put the milk tea behind her and walked towards the car faster.

Opening the car door, Wen Wan placed the milk tea on the shelf like a magic trick. He Lanchen's originally long and disgusting face softened a little when he saw the cup of milk tea.

"seat belt."

he shouted gruffly.

"Oh." Wen Wan responded blankly and put on her seat belt.

The two of them made a tacit understanding not to break the quiet atmosphere along the way, until the car drove into the villa, and they walked in tandem.

Walking into the living room, Wen Wan took a sip of milk tea. It was very sweet.

"It's cold. Aren't you afraid of getting sick from drinking it? Throw it away." He Lanchen went to snatch the milk tea from Wen Wan's hand. His action was not rude.

She raised her hand to block it slightly, "This is the first time I have received something from you. Don't throw it away!"

After hearing Wen Wan's words, He Lanchen's extended hand froze in mid-air.

Qiu Yiyi was the eldest daughter of the Qiao family. She grew up with fine clothes and fine food, a high bed and soft pillows. She would accept whatever he gave her, but would not express any emotions.

On the contrary, Wen Wan could even hold the cup of milk tea he gave her in her hand for a long time.

He Lanchen sat down next to her. Thinking of Shao Jinyuan, his handsome face became extremely smelly again, "Don't go out to see other men casually at night in the future."

"Young Master He, I don't understand what you're saying." Wen Wan drank milk tea with water in her eyes.

He knocked her on the head and said, "Any man who asks you out tonight doesn't have a good heart."

Wen Wan put the milk tea on the coffee table and turned her head to stare at He Lanchen's excellent profile, especially the curvature of the jaw line. Several times when they were doing it, she wanted to kiss his chin, fearing that he would be angry. Too late to act.

"Master He, are you jealous?"

she asked uncertainly.

He Lanchen heard the word "jealousy" in Wen Wan's mouth, like a big tiger with fried hair, "Where do you get the confidence to ask me to be jealous of you?"

"Oh, I thought so!" Wen Wan lowered her head in despair, her eyes falling in the direction of the coffee table, "My sister read a novel that said being generous is friendship and being cautious is love. Tonight's cup of milk tea congratulates me. I left it at Dr. Shao's door. I thought you were..."

"Wen Wan, you married me with money from the Tuhe family, and you sold your body." He Lanchen stood up and looked down at the pale man sitting on the sofa, "These two points alone are Your Achilles’ heel.”

After He Lanchen's reminder, Wen Wan twitched the corners of her lips and revealed a bitter smile.

"It's so dangerous. I asked him how could Mr. He have true feelings. It would be best if he didn't. After all, we are divorced."

Wen Wan raised her hand, and the sleeves of her coat covered her wet eyes.

She was indeed too naive. He Lanchen hated her from the bottom of his heart, so how could he like her?

The conversation ended unhappily, and Wen Wan gathered her emotions and went upstairs to rest.

After taking a bath, she sat on the bed in a daze with her legs crossed.

Tonight is the best day that He Lanchen has treated her in the past three years. Leaving with these memories is not a waste of being a couple with him for three years.

Baby, you have to be good. When mother leaves the He family, we will take my aunt with us, and the family of three will never be separated again.

Wen Wan touched her belly with one hand and thought about the beautiful life in the future deep in her heart.

The next day.

He Lanchen and Wen Wan sat in the restaurant having breakfast. They never mentioned what happened last night.

"As for the divorce agreement we signed, we will keep it secret from my mother for the time being." He lowered his voice to remind Wen Wan not to expose the truth.

Wen Wan nodded listlessly, "Well, don't worry, Mr. He, I will keep it in mind."

"I am busy with work every day. Our marriage certificate and household registration book are kept by my mother. You can find a way to steal them so that you can get the divorce certificate as soon as possible."

He Lanchen told Wen Wan to seize the opportunity and get the relevant documents needed for divorce as soon as possible.

When Wen Wan heard that he asked her to steal the marriage certificate and household registration book from her mother-in-law, a sour feeling ran through her chest, and her heart felt very uncomfortable.

"I do what I can."

She couldn't guarantee that she would succeed.

She didn't know the password to her mother-in-law's safe. How could she steal the marriage certificate and household registration book?

He Lanchen drank coffee, stared at her with cold eyes, and spoke in a neutral tone, "This is your mission, not mine."

"Then if I can't steal it in my lifetime, wouldn't it be a waste of time..." It's a good time for you to marry Qiu Yiyi?

The man sitting opposite put down the cup in his hand, frowned and sneered, "You can't bear to leave me, right?"

Wen Wan almost bit off her tongue when she heard He Lanchen's words. What's the use of her tongue?

Outside, no one knew that she was his wife, He Lanchen, the young lady of the He family. Qiu Yiyi is different. The entire dance company may have spread rumors about her relationship with He Lanchen. If she doesn't know how to get close to her, even a passing dog will mistake her for a shameless "mistress".

"As long as you are determined to get divorced, these things are not hard to get."

He Lanchen said.

After breakfast, he pushed away his chair and stood up, leaving Wen Wan who was still eating and went out alone.

After He Lanchen left, an uninvited guest came to the villa.

"Miss Wen, it was my grandma's birthday last night, why did you come in?" Qiao Yiyi picked up the water glass on the table and poured milk on Wen Wan's face.

She didn't expect Qiao Yiyi to come over so early in the morning and go crazy. Being pregnant, she didn't dare to leave her seat for fear of slipping and miscarrying due to the water stains on the floor.

"Miss Qiao, I went to celebrate your birthday, not to rob your grandma. Don't you think it's strange for you to get angry at me?" Wen Wan wiped the milk from his face with a napkin.

Qiu Yiyi smiled contemptuously at her, "You are not worthy of competing with me for my grandma. I think you'd better get the divorce certificate from Achen as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will end up as a mistress over time." Infamy."

Wen Wan held the restaurant and looked at the arrogant and domineering Qiu Yiyi coldly.

"You are truly a mistress." She gritted her teeth and said.

Qiu Yiyi handed the phone to Wen Nuan, "You have clearly seen who the real mistress is."

Wen Wan stared at the screen of her phone, and her face instantly turned pale.