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

When He He heard He Lanchen's voice, he straightened his wrinkled suit jacket and fastened the sapphire cufflinks again.

After everything was sorted, he returned to his strict and meticulous image and opened the door of the interrogation room.

Wen Wan supported He Lanchen and stood at the door. Their angle of view was just enough to see clearly the miserable condition of Ding Que, who was huddled in the corner.

When Wen Wan saw Ding Que, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, Wen Wan screamed in fright and quickly covered his mouth.

He Lanchen leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Did this scare you? You are so cowardly."

The natural interaction between the two of them was acceptable in He Hao's eyes. There is nothing wrong with a young person being a little enthusiastic.

"I'm not scared, I just find it enjoyable." Wen Wan put down her hand and admired He Hao from the bottom of her heart.

When she was kidnapped by Ding Que, she gave a lot of earnest persuasion, but in the end he just couldn't get enough of her.

Sure enough, picking on the weak is the eternal law of bad guys.

"Uncle." Wen Wan greeted He He.

Since learning that his son and Wen Wan were divorcing, He Hao slowly digested the news.

"Well, you suffered from being kidnapped. Were you injured?" He Hao asked.

He Lanchen was still immersed in the surprise of being protected by He He, but when he heard that he cared about Wen Wan and didn't care about his wounds, his mood suddenly dropped drastically.

"Thank you, uncle, for your concern. I'm fine." Wen Wan looked up at He Lanchen, who was silent at the side, and said quickly, "But He Lanchen is injured."

He Hao walked out with disgust in his eyes, and Wen Wan and He Lanchen followed his footsteps.

"A grown man can recover from a skin injury in a few days." He said without hesitation, but stopped when he thought of something, "Unlike you, a girl with thin skin and tender flesh, if you are injured, you will definitely leave a scar." Severe scars."

He Lanchen had the illusion that he was picked up and Wen Wan was his father's biological child.

After the police station finished handling the matter, He Hao asked the driver to take He Lanchen and Wen Wan back to the hospital.

"You guys go up!" He said.

He Lanchen stood outside the car, looking at the man sitting in the back seat, "Father, aren't you getting in? Mother is here too."

When he heard that Zhuang Jingxian was there, He He was even less interested.

"I have to catch a flight and came to Shanghai specifically for your matter. Now that the matter has been resolved, I won't delay my trip." He said that he would go back to China directly.

Wen Wan thought of Mrs. He, and she asked, "If master is here, would uncle be willing to stay?"

When He He heard that his mother was here, he glanced at He Lanchen.

"I will go to the He family's hotel in Shanghai, and I will treat my mother to dinner alone in the evening." He made clear the arrangements for the evening.

He Lanchen understood what he meant. He wanted to have dinner with his grandma, but he didn't want to see his mother.

He had no objection to He Hao's decision.

"Okay, I will convey your arrangement to grandma," he said.

He He was afraid that Zhuang Jingxian would hear it and it would be difficult for He Lanchen, so he hurriedly interrupted, "No, I will call your grandma to let you know. Now, you go back to the ward and recuperate."

"Goodbye, father."

"Ah."

Wen Wan helped He Lanchen walk into the inpatient department. After taking the elevator, they returned to the ward.

Zhuang Jingxian was gone, and Jiang Tianyu was chatting with Mrs. He.

"How's the matter?" Mrs. He looked at them both with concern.

Wen Wan and Jiang Tianyu helped He Lanchen to the hospital bed, and waited until he lay down again before speaking, "My father was at the police station, and Ding Que was beaten by him until he couldn't recognize his original facial features."

When Mrs. He heard this, she felt a cold sweat for Ding Que. She knew the son she gave birth to best.

Violence must be retaliated with thunderous means.

The Ding family cannot gain a foothold in Jiangcheng this time.

"Murder is against the law, otherwise the Ding boy who was beaten to death by your father can be regarded as a contribution to society and a garbage collector." When Mrs. He thought of He Lanchen's injuries, she wanted to cut Ding Que into pieces.

The shadow of Wen Wan's kidnapping by Ding Que hadn't faded yet. Looking at He Lanchen's injuries again, she knew that if he hadn't come forward this time, she would be the one lying on the hospital bed.

"Yes, he is a damn garbage man."

she echoed.

He Lanchen noticed that something was wrong with Wen Wan's mood, so he held her hand. She did not break away, but took the initiative to hold it.

With Wen Wan's initiative, He Lanchen finally made further probing moves and intertwined his fingers with hers.

"Don't be afraid, he was caught and imprisoned." He said in a low magnetic voice.

Wen Wan nodded gently.

After the nurse entered the ward, Mrs. He took He Lanchen away, and Jiang Tianyu also left with them.

On the way home, Mrs. He observed her expression, "Are you thinking about Lan Chen?"

"Well, he would be bored by himself."

She has experience in hospitalization.

Mrs. He shook her head and laughed, "Tell Master, you still have feelings for him, right?"

Wen Wan did not lie, "Master, my reason tells me to give up on him. He has brought me a lot of pain in the three years of marriage. My sensibility makes my heart waver every time I see him."

Her hands nervously grasped the hem of her clothes. She didn't know whether her tangled mood was good or bad.

Mrs. He raised her hand and touched Wen Wan's long hair, looking at her tender profile with kind eyes, "Fool, there is nothing wrong with loving someone. But it is also the right idea to divorce if you are hurt and don't want to love anymore. You will be independent individuals in the future. No matter how you develop, you don’t have to think about the outcome from now on."

Wen Wan didn't understand what Mrs. He meant for a moment. It took her a few seconds to understand, "Master, you want me to enjoy the process?"

Every time He Lanchen came to see her, it would be really tiring for her to follow his rhythm every time.

"Yes, enjoy the process." Mrs. He showed her approval

Looking at him, he took Wen Wan's little hand and said, "You have to do it. When he comes, you welcome him. When he leaves, you will be beautiful alone."

Wen Wan listened to Mrs. He's description. This free and easy temperament was indeed very elegant and advanced, and it was worth learning from her.

"Master, do you want to see me remarry him?" she asked.

After hearing Wen Wan's question, Mrs. He smiled gently and said, "You don't have to take care of my mood. Your relationship is a matter between the two of you. From another perspective, if he can't give you happiness, you can even end your relationship with him. Number of meetings and opportunities.”

With the support of Mrs. He, Wen Wan finally had the answer.

"Master, I want to give it a try," she said.

"Don't give love too easily, hang on first... take it one step at a time."

Mrs. He didn't want Wen Wan to be hurt again.

"Well, it's all up to you."

Wen Wan nodded.

Master, it finally solved the knot that had troubled her for a long time.

After getting off the car, Wen Wan took Mrs. He to rest. As soon as she sat down, she received a call from He He.

"Mom, the driver will be here in half an hour. Please get ready. I'll treat you to dinner tonight." He Hao reported to her.