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

Wen Wan grabbed He Lanchen's big hand. The servant heard the noise and called the family doctor.

This commotion woke up everyone in the He family.

After the family doctor arrived, he gave He Lanchen another infusion and gave him fever-reducing tablets.

"Doctor, how is he? Should he be sent to the hospital?" Wen Wan asked nervously.

Her eyes were focused on He Lanchen. When he was ill, she was the one suffering the most.

The doctor looked at He Lanchen and came to the conclusion after diagnosis, "Young master has taken antipyretic medicine. Wait four hours and then observe again. If the fever subsides, stay at home. If it doesn't work, send him to the hospital for treatment."

After listening to the doctor's words, Wen Wan finally felt relieved.

Based on He Lanchen's condition, I hope he doesn't need to be sent to the hospital.

"Thank you doctor." She thanked the doctor.

The doctor glanced at the assistant he had brought, and then said to Wen Wan, "My assistant will be here while the young master is getting the IV drip. The young madam can go and rest first, and it won't be too late to accompany the young master after the IV drip is finished." "

The assistant took a step forward and bowed his head respectfully to Wen Wan, "Young Madam."

Just when Wen Wan was about to nod her head and agree to the doctor's suggestion, the unconscious man lying on the big bed took her little hand.

The doctor led his assistant out of the bedroom, leaving space for the two of them.

"Wen Wan, don't leave."

He Lanchen weakly called her name.

Wen Wan heard his voice, but she couldn't say a word of rejection when it came to her lips.

"You rest first, I won't leave." She held his big hand.

When He Lanchen heard Wen Wan say he wouldn't leave, not only did he not let go, but he held on tighter.

"Don't lie to me." He was like a stubborn child, not believing what Wen Wan said.

She reassured him again and again, and then the man released his hand.

Wen Wan sat down on the edge of the bed. She was tired all day and couldn't bear it anymore. She finally sat on the floor for some reason and fell asleep with most of her body lying on the edge of the bed.

The next morning.

She felt itchy on her face. She stretched out her hand to wave away the annoying "little bug" on her face, but found that she couldn't get rid of it.

Wen Wan slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eye was a handsome face. When the man's enlarged face appeared in front of her, she blinked in disbelief.

"It must be an illusion." She closed her eyes again, hugged the quilt and continued to sleep.

He Lanchen heard Wen Wan's lovely words, and he lay down again, resting his head on her forehead.

This touch made Wen Wan, who had originally wanted to continue sleeping after closing her eyes, suddenly wake up.

"He Lanchen, are you okay?" She stretched out her soft little hand towards his forehead.

He Lanchen remained motionless and allowed Wen Wan's little hands to touch his forehead unscrupulously.

It felt so good to be cared about, especially by her.

"Well, I took the antipyretic medicine last night and with your care, I got better faster than expected." He pulled Wen Wan's little hand down and put it on his chest.

Wen Wan could feel the vibrations coming from the palm of his hand when he spoke.

"Since you're fine, I'll get up first." Wen Wan said as she stood up.

After she lifted the quilt, she realized that she was lying on the big bed at some point. No wonder she felt like she was sleeping in a stove at first.

At that time, He Lanchen had a high fever, so wasn't he just a stove?

All the confusion in my sleep was revealed at this moment.

"Just leaving like that?" He Lanchen's hoarse, resentful voice came from behind.

Wen Wan turned to look at him and asked in confusion, "Do you need any more help from me?"

Now that his fever has subsided, he probably doesn't need her help.

"You could pester me last night, but now you've fallen out with me when you wake up, right?" He talked about what happened last night word by word.

Wen Wan scratched her head, why didn't she have any impression?

The other party is a patient. Based on her understanding of herself, she should not extend her claws to the sick and weak.

However, looking at He Lanchen's dim eyes, maybe what he said was true.

Wen Wan denied it awkwardly, "I have no memory of this matter at all, so don't take it to heart. Men should be more generous."

After hearing what she said, He Lanchen was dumbfounded.

She actually asked him to be more generous, something she couldn't have said before.

"You are extending your claws to the patient, shouldn't I care?" he asked, looking at her deeply with his eyebrows furrowed.

After hearing He Lanchen's accusation, Wen Wan sat on the bed and fell into distress, "Then what do you think we should do?"

She was blackmailed early in the morning.

She was so sleepy last night that it was impossible for her to do anything. She always felt that everything He Lanchen said was lies.

However, his expression didn't seem like what he said was false.

"To make it up to me, if you stay today, at least stay with me." He thought of the perfect excuse to stay with Wen Wan.

After hearing what He Lanchen meant, she quickly understood what was going on.

This man was indeed very scheming, and his excuse for blackmailing her was perfect.

"Can I get up and wash up first?" Wen Wan looked at him with a smile.

He Lanchen was lying on the big bed, in a very good mood, "Go! There are still your clothes in the cloakroom, both inside and outside. You can take a shower before going downstairs."

Wen Wan stopped. She couldn't believe that He Lanchen would keep her personal belongings.

They didn't often stay overnight in the old house, and she didn't lack any intimate clothes, which meant that he had specially ordered these for the servants.

"You mean you even have underwear?" Wen Wan asked tentatively.

He Lanchen nodded lightly, "Yes, who dares to mess with my cloakroom without my instructions?"

It was indeed his special order.

Wen Wan's mood was indescribable. She didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.

If they hadn't divorced yet, she would have been happy all day long with what He Lanchen did. But it was a pity that their current relationship didn't need to reach this point.

"Actually, if we get divorced, you can have these things thrown away." She didn't want to cause He Lanchen any more trouble.

He Lanchen was almost irritated by Wen Wan's words, but he was not what she wanted. He put one hand behind his head, lying on his side on the big bed and staring at her, "No, you are right to remind me. Since we are divorced, it belongs to you." It belongs to me. From now on, when you are gone or I can't sleep, I can see things and think about people."

In Wen Wan's mind, there was an image of He Lanchen sleeping with her clothes in his arms, and images of close-fitting clothes on the bed, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"If word gets out, do you still want Mr. He's face?" She stamped her feet angrily.

On the surface, she was thinking about He Lanchen, but in fact, she was doing it for her own reputation.

Which couple got divorced and the ex-husband kept his ex-wife’s clothes while sleeping with her in his arms?

He Lanchen's hobbies really troubled her.

He Lanchen's dark eyes looked straight into Wen Wan's clear eyes, and his thin lips pursed, "My wife has run away, what does my face mean?"

Wen Wan suddenly felt uncomfortable after hearing this.