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

Wen Wan finally heard He Lanchen hang up the phone. After ending the call, she sat by the bed with her phone in hand.

Her pair of watery eyes looked at the financial magazine on the coffee table. She couldn't imagine that during the divorce days, He Lanchen had to complete every detail of returning home from get off work every day by himself. Every step he takes is her back then.

After He Lanchen hung up the phone in the hospital, he suddenly realized something. He excitedly held the phone and dialed Wei Ming's number.

"President."

"Come and pick me up."

He Lanchen vaguely guessed something.

Although Wei Ming was a little confused, he had to obey the CEO's order.

"Yes, President, I'll be there soon."

He Lanchen hung up the phone and waited quietly for Wei Ming to pick him up.

He changed out of his hospital clothes and put on private clothes. When he was about to go out, he was stopped by the attending doctor, "Young Master He, you are seriously injured and cannot leave the hospital without authorization. Otherwise, Director Zhuang will blame her and we will not be able to explain to her."

The attending doctor earnestly advised He Lanchen not to move, and his cold and sinister eyes stared fiercely ahead.

"I know my injuries well." He Lanchen said coldly.

There are not many things he can rely on now. This injury is the best bargaining chip. If he doesn't use it now, should he wait until he recovers before taking action?

The attending doctor couldn't stop He Lanchen and took out his mobile phone to call Zhuang Jingxian's mobile phone.

"Young Master He, unless Director Zhuang lets you go out, I will sign for you to leave the ward for one night."

The attending doctor adheres to the principle.

He Lanchen's black eyes stared coldly at the mobile phone in his hand, his thin lips slightly hooked, "As long as you call

Director Zhuang, you can hand in your resignation tomorrow and pack up your bags. "

When the attending doctor heard He Lanchen's threat, he hid his cell phone in his white coat pocket.

Walking towards the door, he opened the door and shouted towards the corridor, "The patient's injury is stable and the ward rounds have been completed."

After the doctor left, He Lanchen followed closely.

As soon as he came downstairs, Wei Ming called.

"President, I'm in the parking lot." Wei Ming reported his current location.

He Lanchen looked towards the parking lot and saw a familiar figure in the distance.

After Wei Ming received He Lanchen, he drove him to the villa.

"President, you are seriously injured, why don't you stay in the hospital? You can ask me to run errands when you go back to the villa to get the documents. There is no need for you to go there yourself."

Wei Ming hadn't guessed He Lanchen's thoughts yet.

He Lanchen was sitting in the back seat. He concentrated on holding the car seat to avoid touching the wound.

Wei Ming sent him to the villa. When the servants saw He Lanchen coming back, they stepped forward to greet him.

"Master, the young lady is back."

the servant said.

Wei Ming seemed to have heard some explosive news.

The CEO called and asked to be discharged from the hospital just to see his wife?

This is too exaggerated.

Wei Ming cursed in his heart and did not dare to say it in person.

He Lanchen walked towards the second floor. He stood at the door of the guest room and took several deep breaths. After calming down his accelerated heartbeat, he gently opened the door.

He looked towards the bedroom and saw a small quilt with a bulge on the big bed.

He Lanchen tiptoed forward. When he got closer, he saw Wen Wan's sleeping face, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

This was a scene he had fantasized about countless times, where he would see Wen Wan as soon as he returned home.

Unfortunately, after their divorce, she never appeared in the villa again. No matter how early he came back, he was greeted by a deserted villa.

He Lanchen lifted the quilt and lay next to Wen Wan. She was sleeping soundly and didn't notice anyone lying next to her.

He closed his eyes and smelled the familiar fragrance of her body, and his whole body felt alive and satisfied.

Night falls.

After catching up on her sleep, Wen Wan finally had enough sleep. She opened her eyes and looked down to see that there was an extra arm around her waist.

She was about to yell at the top of her lungs the next second, but He Lanchen stopped her in time, "It's me."

Wen Wan got up immediately. She sat on the bed facing He Lanchen, but she met his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Those black eyes as deep as the sea stared straight at her, like a black whirlpool that could absorb her soul.

"Why did you suddenly run home?" Wen Wan didn't know where his whereabouts were exposed.

She was sure that the master had never mentioned the time of their return. How did He Lanchen know?

"Do you believe that the mind has a clear understanding of things?"

The corners of He Lanchen's lips were slightly raised in a nice curve.

Wen Wan was affected by his relaxation, and the tight string finally loosened.

"The bodyguard you sent to follow me reported my actions to you, right?" This was all she could think of.

Facing Wen Wan's questioning, He Lanchen shook his head and laughed.

"The bodyguard didn't report to me that you left Shanghai and returned to Jiangcheng." He went to hold Wen Wan's hand, but she left.

Hearing this, the expression on his face was serious, "He Lanchen, please stop trying to get along with me. I don't believe in telepathy."

Facing Wen Wan's doubts, He Lanchen also stood up.

"Hiss..." He hadn't gotten up yet, frowning and complaining of pain.

Wen Wan thought that there was an injury on his body, it must have been a wound.

"Don't move. The wound on your body is open, right?" She quickly moved over and half-lyed on him to help check the injury.

He Lanchen lay motionless on the bed. He inadvertently raised his head and met the collar of Wen Wan's pajamas.

His body was originally as silent as an icy lake, probably due to the magic power of Wen Wan's weak, boneless hands. Every inch of his body that was touched made him feel hotter.

"Stop, don't touch me. If you touch me again, I will choke to death." He Lanchen gritted his teeth and grabbed Wen Wan's restless little hands, and then kicked them in the chest.

Wen Wan's palms were pressed against He Lanchen's chest through the fabric of his clothes. The hot feeling on his skin told her that he had unhealthy thoughts about colors in his mind.

"He Lanchen, you are really outrageous."

Her clear eyes glared at him.

He Lanchen's eyes still stayed on Wen Wan's collar. She looked down along his line of sight, and her little face suddenly turned red.

She instinctively raised her little foot and kicked his thigh. Seeing that something was wrong, He Lanchen hurriedly grabbed her foot.

"Wanwan, do you want to murder your happiness for the rest of your life?" He Lanchen bit his back molars, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Wen Wan noticed that his handsome face was green and white. Regardless of the spacious collar, she quickly patted his arm, "He Lanchen, let go. I promise not to kick you. If you don't let go, your wound will burst."

Hearing her words, He Lanchen seemed to have received some permission, and slowly let go of the big hand holding his feet.

The arm muscles are no longer tense, the wound is naturally relaxed, and the pain disappears all of a sudden.

"Wan Wan, you are so bad." He Lanchen lay on his side on the big bed, closing his eyes and no longer looking at Wen Wan.

She leaned towards the bedside table on the other side, took out a few tissues and returned them to their original positions, helping He Lanchen wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"You are holding back your anger and have nowhere to vent it. You still blame me. You can't take your eyes off me anymore."

Wen Wan unscrupulously mocked him for his impure thoughts.