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

Wen Wan folded her arms and stood aside to cheer Mrs. He up, but He Lanchen had no choice but to endure it.

"Grandma, am I still your favorite grandson?" he asked helplessly.

Mrs. He thundered, panting heavily, and glanced at him with disgust, "If you are not my grandson, it has nothing to do with me whether you are on the trending search or you are beaten to death by those people."

He Lanchen held her arm and said, "Grandma, I'll take you back to your room to rest. Thank you for worrying about me."

Mrs. He raised her hand and patted his cheek, her eyes full of love.

"You go and have a rest. Grandma can walk by herself."

She felt that her grandson's body temperature was still burning, and it was obvious that the high fever had not gone away.

Wen Wan had enough laughter and walked to He Lanchen's side, "Let's go! I'll take you upstairs."

When He Lanchen heard Wen Wan's words, he took the initiative to extend his hand.

"Don't bother, I can go up myself."

He is still angry.

Wen Wan threatened to pick up He Lanchen because of Mrs. He's "order". After hearing this, he felt very uncomfortable and didn't want to face Wen Wan now.

Mrs. He has gone far away and is unaware of the small conflict between them.

Wen Wan looked at the arrogant man in front of her in confusion, "Since you don't want me to help you, don't blame me if you fall. Also, I'll go back first."

"Stop." He Lanchen called her.

Wen Wan turned her head and looked at the flushed man in front of her with a blank expression. He looked like his eyes were also red.

"Do you want me to help you up?" Wen Wan asked again.

He Lanchen's black eyes looked at her deeply, "Are you sincere this time? Help me."

She finally knew what this man was talking about, what she said in the car.

"I really want to help you, even just now." Wen Wan explained.

When He Lanchen heard her words, the haze in his heart suddenly cleared away.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go upstairs." He stretched out his big hand towards Wen Wan.

She held it gently, and the two stood side by side and walked upstairs.

Wen Wan had an illusion. Was He Lanchen acting coquettishly?

She supported the man and walked forward. The journey was short, but because He Lanchen was ill, the walk was particularly long.

He Lanchen's long, lean arms were wrapped around Wen Wan's waist, and his warm breath was spraying on her neck. This feeling was particularly uncomfortable and her mouth was dry.

"Can you walk well?" she asked in a hoarse voice.

He Lanchen shook his head, "No, I want to hold you and walk like this."

"He Lanchen, when did you become such a rogue?"

Wen Wan wanted to back him off the stairs.

She really wanted to do that if it wouldn't hurt him.

"Is this a rogue?" He raised the corners of his lips in a nice curve.

Wen Wan finally helped He Lanchen into the bedroom. Just as she was about to go out, the door slammed shut, and then she was pressed against the door panel.

"What do you want to do? If a sick person doesn't take a good rest, his body won't want it anymore?" Wen Wan tried her best to steady her racing heart.

She was so familiar with these operations that He Lanchen had never done it to her before.

"I wanted to do something a scoundrel would do."

He Lanchen's thin lips were close to her ears, and his magnetic voice reached her ears.

It made her body tremble slightly, which felt particularly uncomfortable.

"We are divorced. I can't stay in your room for too long now. It will bring bad reputation to you if word spreads." Wen Wan deliberately put a high hat on him.

He Lanchen chuckled, his voice was so clear that if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear clearly that he just laughed.

"My reputation doesn't matter at all." His hot hands pressed against Wen Wan's soft waist, and his fingers squeezed the soft flesh of her waist hard.

"what……"

Wen Wan was ticklish and she screamed uncontrollably.

He Lanchen's chest was pressed against her back, and her whole body was pressed against the door panel. The man behind her was like a huge mountain, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Don't scream so loudly. Do you want to attract everyone in your family?" His body became hotter and hotter, but he still made no next move.

Wen Wan pushed He Lanchen's big hand. She wanted to beg for mercy but felt it was inappropriate.

"Don't put your hands on my waist, I'm ticklish." She gritted her teeth and lowered her voice to remind him.

He Lanchen seemed to have succeeded in his prank, with a successful smile on his handsome face.

"It turns out that if I pinch you here, you'll scream."

He deliberately emphasized the word scream.

Wen Wan was so angry that she didn't dare to breathe. She felt that He Lanchen was really bad.

"I want to go back. You should have a good rest if you are sick!" She wanted to leave quickly.

If you can't afford to offend, can you still afford to hide?

He Lanchen seemed to have had enough. He stood up slightly. The pressure on Wen Wan's back disappeared and he let out a breath.

It was so dangerous just now. If He Lanchen didn't agree, she would be trapped in this bedroom and couldn't get out.

"You've had a busy day today, so stay in the old house!" He Lanchen walked to the big bed and began to take off his suit jacket. His back was to Wen Wan, "Grandma will be very happy to see you when she wakes up tomorrow morning."

When Wen Wan heard He Lanchen's plea to stay, she felt extremely complicated.

"Let me help you!" She walked over and helped him take off his suit jacket.

He Lanchen stood in front of Wen Wan. It was not the first time that she had helped him undress like this, but he missed her behavior very much.

"Wen Wan, I'm sorry." He lowered his head and rested his head on her shoulder, "I have wronged you by marrying me."

Wen Wan froze while helping him take off his clothes. She had heard him apologize several times recently, more than in the three years they had been married.

"After the divorce, I let it go, and you don't have to keep saying sorry to me." She patted his back, and she really wanted to touch his head.

However, she had to hold back.

They all need to start a new life, otherwise they will always have to pay for the mistakes of the past.

He Lanchen stood up straight, lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Wan in front of him, "I'll ask the servant to prepare a room for you."

"No, you rest first, I'll tell you myself." Wen Wan didn't want to delay He Lanchen's rest.

He didn't agree to her request. He opened the door and called to the passing servant, "Go and prepare a room for the young lady."

"Yes, Master."

The servant said respectfully.

Wen Wan followed the servant and left the bedroom. He Lanchen did not go in immediately. He stood there and watched her enter the room. He could not see her figure, so he reluctantly closed the door.

After entering the bedroom, He Lanchen fell heavily on the big bed.

He was very tired and his breathing began to become rapid. He had been in front of Wen Wan for too long.

Wen Wan returned to the guest room. Just as she was about to lie down, she knocked on He Lanchen's door anxiously.

"He Lanchen..." She called his name softly.

She was greeted with silence. She opened the bedroom door and saw He Lanchen lying on the big bed, so she went to check.

"Can you hear me? He Lanchen." Wen Wan patted his face.

The man on the bed didn't respond at all, grabbing her hand randomly in the air.