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

"If you don't speak, I'll die." Wen Wan said beforehand.

There was still no sound from the other end of the phone, and she was hung up before she could speak.

She looked at the phone with a dull expression.

This time she left He Lanchen without saying goodbye. I believe he must have been very angry when he found out that she was missing.

As for the phone call that night, Wen Wan really couldn't figure out what he wanted to do?

With the prelude to this phone call, Wen Wan couldn't sleep in bed that night.

She thought of something, so she got out of bed to look for something, and finally found the half bottle of perfume He Lanchen gave her.

She sprayed some in the air, and it was exactly the same fragrance as He Lanchen's. She lay down again, and this time she slowly closed her eyes.

However, for her, the smell sprayed in the air was far inferior to the smell of He Lanchen.

The smell is dead, but the person is alive. When perfume is sprayed on people, subtle chemical reactions will occur with the human body.

Obviously, Wen Wan felt that this perfume could barely stabilize her mood.

Jiangcheng.

He Lanchen was standing in the bedroom where he lived in his nightgown, holding a wine glass in his hand. The phone call just now almost revealed how much he missed her.

Wen Wan, you are so cruel. You promised to say goodbye to me before going to Shanghai, but you secretly left alone.

He Lanchen felt unhappy when he thought about this, raised his head and took a big gulp of wine. After he finished drinking, he placed the cup heavily on the table. Probably because his hand was too strong, an embroidered tie placed in a sliding drawer shook to the ground.

He squinted his eyes, and there was a cold look in his eyes. This kind of thing looked like it was purely handmade. The things placed in Wen Wan's room could only belong to her.

The more He Lanchen thought about it, the more excited he became, and he bent down to pick up the tie.

He saw clearly the plump red fruits embroidered on his tie, and his thoughts suddenly surged like a tide.

They had talked about this fruit before when they were chatting.

By embroidering this on it, does she have a place for him in her heart?

When He Lanchen thought of their divorce, he shook his head helplessly.

Even if she had feelings, Wen Wan was still heartbroken by him now.

Why should he care whether she has him in her heart? In fact, even if she doesn't have him in her heart, it's still a good thing to stay and live by his side.

The unexpected gain made He Lanchen's mood improve. He grabbed his tie and lifted the quilt off the bed, and then lay down on the bed where Wen Wan had slept.

The next day.

Wen Wan was almost late for work and fell asleep very late last night, resulting in a lack of energy.

Fortunately, my home is not far from the studio, otherwise I would definitely be laughed at.

Walking into the studio, she opened the door and went in. I found Jiang Xun waiting inside for some time.

"What do you want from me?" Wen Wan pulled out a chair and sat down.

Jiang Xun saw that she was wearing a cheongsam today. The color was very plain. It was a popular style with a simple style and a very ordinary design. The only difference was that the embroidery patterns on it were lifelike. Even the stamens are embroidered in the flower bones, and the butterflies lingering on them seem to fly out of the cheongsam, as if they have been injected with life.

This embroidery skill can only be matched by the teacher. According to what Jiang Xun learned, none of the other young people can compete with Wen Wan. If there really is one, that person is Mrs. Qiao of the Qiao family.

When she was young, her embroidery skills were also excellent, but unfortunately she lost it to her granddaughter, and she never produced any works again. In this way, she was overtaken by the younger generations in the intangible cultural heritage circle and slowly replaced her original status.

"You have to go out to socialize today, don't forget." Jiang Xun spoke in the same tone as yesterday.

Wen Wan seemed to be used to Jiang Xun's attitude in speaking, so she didn't have any objections.

"Well, just call me when the time comes." Wen Wan did not refuse his invitation.

Jiang Xun pushed away the chair and stood up. She was really different, and this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

It seemed like it was a little early for him to look down on her at first.

After Jiang Xun left, Wen Wan slowly recalled the stunning look in his eyes when he looked at her cheongsam just now, with some confusion in it.

If she read it correctly, there was some admiration in Jiang Xun's eyes just now.

Thinking of this, Wen Wan became in a very good mood.

What she wanted was this effect. She knew that Jiang Xun was proud, but as long as he had the ability, he wouldn't be subject to too many rules. As for whether he will continue to stay in the studio in the future, she will not speculate. Let nature take its course and take things as they come.

Jiang Xun returned to the operation room. When he was making samples, he remembered what Wen Wan said last night. Although this customer was very young, his family had strict family rules. If he followed Wen Wan's suggestion, he was afraid that customers would object after it was made into ready-made clothes.

But after seeing the cheongsam Wen Wan wore today, Jiang Xun turned all his questions into action.

He was no longer cautious and trusted his instincts.

Time passed by in a flash, and in the evening, Jiang Xun took Wen Wan to socialize.

They went to a high-end club. The girls there all wore cheongsams with slits that reached to their thighs, and their charming curves were looming when they walked, which was fascinating.

Wen Wan felt that Jiang Xun's arrangement at this club tonight was definitely intentional.

Because she also wore a cheongsam today.

She gritted her teeth silently and continued walking forward.

Walking into the box, Wen Wan saw that tonight's customer was a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance.

The way he looked at her made people feel particularly uncomfortable, like the eyes of a snake, extremely gloomy.

"Mr. Lu, this is the new person in charge of our studio. I came here with me to meet you today." Jiang Xun said while greeting the customer with a smile.

When Wen Wan heard Jiang Xun's words, it was inevitable that he would have to drink the wine tonight.

"Hello Mr. Lu, my name is Wen Wan, and I am Chief Jiang's boss." She simply introduced her identity.

She talked about the relationship between herself and Jiang Xun lightly, and there were some metaphors in it, which meant that she could overpower him just because she was her boss.

Mr. Lu glanced at the coffee table, moved his thin lips, and uttered a cold sentence, "Drink all the wine on the table, and I will leave my mother's cheongsam to you."

When Wen Wan saw the wine, she felt very frightened.

After all, this is a place of lust, and a drunk woman here will only become prey in the mouths of these men.

She is inheriting her master's studio and is not joking with her own life.

"Mr. Lu, I'll ask someone to come in and have a quick drink with you." Wen Wan knew that there were some very drunk waiters here.

As long as they are allowed to come in and have a drink with Mr. Lu, I believe they can solve some of his dirty thoughts.

Jiang Xun was surprised that Wen Wan not only protected himself, but also kept the studio.

"Ms. Wen, do you think I'm easy to fool? It's hard to do business these days, how dare you disobey your customers' orders?" Mr. Lu raised his glass and slammed it on the floor.

Half of the spilled wine fell on Wen Wan, who stood there in a state of embarrassment.

I was extremely helpless at this time.