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

After He Lanchen finished chatting with Wen Wan, he thought that he had to go to the company to deal with factory matters today.

"I'm going to the company soon. Do you want to go out for a walk?" He Lanchen asked.

Wen Wan thought that Mrs. He was back. She hadn't seen her master for a long time, so she thought about taking her out for tea and dinner.

"If there is a place suitable for the elderly to eat or drink tea, I would like to recommend it." Wen Wan asked He Lanchen for his opinion.

He Lanchen thought that Wen Wan was asking for grandma, so he made a phone call. After the call, he played with his mobile phone.

"I'll ask the driver to wait in the courtyard. You can tell the driver where you want to go, and he will take you where you want to go." He Lanchen was afraid that Wen Wan would not understand his arrangement, so he explained it bluntly.

Wen Wan was very happy after hearing his explanation and having a rough understanding of the future schedule.

"Thank you." She thanked He Lanchen.

He Lanchen stood up and adjusted his suit, "I'm going to the company first. Can you tell me when you return to Shanghai tomorrow? I want to give you a gift."

When Wen Wan saw that He Lanchen sincerely wanted to give her away, she immediately swallowed the rejection that came to her lips.

"Let's talk about it then!" She neither agreed nor refused.

He Lanchen felt relieved when he heard what Wen Wan said.

Wen Wan originally wanted to take a nap, but since He Lanchen had to go to work, she just got up and sent him downstairs.

After He Lanchen got in the car and left, Wen Wan stood in the courtyard and called Mrs. He, "Master, how about we go shopping and eat and drink tea today? It's been a long time since you and I got together."

The news of Mrs. He's return spread among the upper class circles, and many old ladies rushed to invite her.

"We are not going out today. How about I take you to a place for a banquet?" Mrs. He said.

Wen Wan readily agreed, "Good master, I will listen to you."

Mrs. He thought that Wen Wan's daily attire was too simple, so she suggested, "Come here first. Master has some cheongsams that he wants to give to you."

Wen Wan knew that Master wanted her to dress up to attend, and giving her a cheongsam was just a borrowed flower to offer to Buddha.

"Okay. Master, I'll go find you right away." Wen Wan smiled lightly, standing in the morning light and bathing in the sunshine, she was sparkling and lovely.

Wen went downstairs to change clothes and go out. The driver took her to the He family's old house.

Mrs. He was waiting in the side hall downstairs. She was packing up her cheongsam when Wen Wan entered.

"Wan Wan, these cheongsams will look very beautiful on you, with an extraordinary temperament." Mrs. He pulled Wen Wan and stood in front of several cheongsams to admire them.

As she spoke, she looked at her beloved disciple beside her with loving eyes.

Zhuang Jingxian heard from the servant early in the morning that Mrs. He was arranging the cheongsam. She got up early and went out to do her hair and makeup. She happily waited for her mother-in-law to give her the cheongsam.

Unexpectedly, before her cheongsam was cheated, her mother-in-law gave the cheongsam to Wen Wan. Why did this bitch want to steal everything from her?

"Mother, did you give these cheongsams to her?" Zhuang Jing asked with a demure smile, her eyes deeply attracted by the exquisite embroidery craftsmanship.

When Mrs. He saw her daughter-in-law running out of nowhere, she felt disgusted and focused her attention on Wen Wan again, "I made the sizes of these cheongsam based on Wan Wan, so they have no chance with you."

After listening to Mrs. He's words, Zhuang Jingxian felt a heart attack.

"Mother, how can she deserve to wear the cheongsam you made by yourself?"

Zhuang Jingxian refused to give in.

Wen Wan stood aside and said nothing. She knew that Zhuang Jingxian hated her for more than a day or two.

Most of the reason is that she has no support from her family background and cannot bring icing on the cake to He Lanchen and the He family.

"Are you confused? Why doesn't she deserve to wear the cheongsam I made? She is my close disciple and has inherited my embroidery skills. Jingxian, is this how you took care of Wanwan during the three years I was away from the He family? ?" Mrs. He was so angry that her face was livid.

What my daughter-in-law said was nothing serious.

She completely trampled Wen Wan under her feet, even in front of an old woman like her. If she was not there, how might her beloved disciple be bullied?

Zhuang Jingxian was anxious and said the wrong thing. He didn't dare to target Wen Wan anymore and changed his rhetoric.

"Mother, your embroidery skills are famous far and wide. If I could wear the cheongsam you made, I would be more proud when I go out."

Zhuang Jingxian tried her best to support Mrs. He and did not want to contradict her.

Mrs. He expressed her dissatisfaction with Zhuang Jingxian's compliment. She scolded her with a straight face, "Back then, I asked Wanwan to marry Lanchen. What about you? How did you do it? Two good children have reached this point, including you. It's your handiwork. I don't care about you, but I am getting more and more aggressive."

Wen Wan was afraid that Mrs. He would get angry, so she quickly persuaded her, "Master, there are so many cheongsams that I can't even wear. If someone appreciates them, it will be a way to preserve your craftsmanship."

Mrs. He ignored Zhuang Jingxian, pulled Wen Wan and pointed to the cheongsam not far away, "You are wearing this today. It matches your necklace very well."

Wen Wan couldn't control her temper, so she had to take the cheongsam and go to the guest room downstairs to try it on.

When she changed her clothes and came out, Mrs. He standing outside the door was stunned.

"Wanwan, you are so beautiful." She clapped her hands and showed a bright smile.

Wen Wan was quilted, she felt a little overwhelmed by the praise, but she didn't dare to say anything.

"Master, does this really look good?" She couldn't believe her ears.

Mrs. He walked over and hugged her gently, and then said with a smile, "It's beautiful, so beautiful, Wanwan."

With her repeated assurances, Wen Wan finally smiled.

"Then master, let's go to the appointment." She held Mrs. He's arm and said with a smile.

The two walked out of the old house, and the driver took them to the appointment location.

When Wen Wan got off the car, she discovered that it was an antique manor. Mrs. He held her hand and walked forward. She showed the invitation letter at the check-in counter at the door, and the security guard immediately made way.

"Teacher Guanshan, please come in."

The security guard stood up straight cautiously.

Wen Wan was not surprised by Mrs. He's identity. She had known about it for a long time.

When they arrived at the scene, there were many familiar faces, including Zhuang Jingxian, who had just been arguing with them at home.

"Master, let me get you a cup of tea." Wen Wan looked towards the bar in front.

Mrs. He chuckled and nodded, "Okay, slow down, don't burn yourself."

Wen Wan felt warm in her heart when she heard her advice. She liked her master to treat her like a child.

Just as she was pouring tea, a sudden voice sounded in front of her, "You're back, why don't you talk to me about old times?"

Wen Wan looked up and saw that it was Shao Jinyuan whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"I have just returned to Jiangcheng. How is Dr. Shao doing lately?"

Wen Wan asked.

Shao Jinyuan saw a familiar figure in front of him. He made an excuse to approach Wen Wan and just stood there, doing nothing.