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

"Hello." Mrs. He answered the phone and handed the brush to the servant.

The servant put the brush on the pen holder and stepped aside respectfully.

"Sister, I'm really sorry for calling you so late." Mrs. Qiao said politely.

Mrs. He couldn't find anything wrong with her usual conduct. After she sat down, she said calmly, "What can I do for you?"

Mrs. Qiao heard her question and knew it was a sign that she was willing to chat.

"Let me take the liberty of asking, what does Wen Wan like? Whether it's food, clothing, housing and transportation..." She wanted to leave an impressive meeting gift for Nannan.

Mrs. He vaguely guessed that maybe the Qiao family had learned the secret of Wen Wan's real life experience, and called her so late to inquire about her apprentice's preferences.

"Wanwan was an abandoned baby adopted by the Wen family since she was a child. All she longed for was the warmth of family. As for her desire for food, clothing, housing and transportation you mentioned, I may not be able to help you." Mrs. He had just transferred the studio to The house in a prime location in Shanghai was transferred to Wen Wan.

The apprentice is not just a rich woman in the world, but she is still ranked high in her own country.

Moreover, the ranking will never be lower than the top ten.

When Mrs. Qiao heard that Wen Wan was an abandoned baby adopted by the Wen family, she was trembling with rage. Yes, I must chop them up."

When Mrs. He heard Mrs. Qiao's angry scolding, she realized that the matter of Wen Wan being sent to the Wen family did not just fall into the hands of the Wen family. It was very obvious that someone had done it deliberately.

"I can't tell you what Wan Wan wants or likes now, but I will tell her what you said tonight word for word." Mrs. He interrupted Mrs. Qiao's rant.

With her assurance, Mrs. Qiao stopped cursing.

"Thank you, sister. I will take Jianguo to visit you someday."

She sincerely thanked Mrs. He.

After Mrs. He hung up the phone, she was happy for Wen Wan from the bottom of her heart.

She dialed Wen Wan's mobile phone number. Wen Wan was still sleeping at this time.

The person who answered the phone was He Lanchen, "Hello."

When Mrs. He heard her grandson's voice, she thought she had dialed the wrong number. She looked down at the phone screen to make sure she had dialed the wrong number. She shouted to the other end of the phone, "Why are you running out when you are not recovering in the hospital? He Lanchen, you The boy is dying."

He Lanchen was afraid that the sound of the phone would wake up Wen Wan, who was sleeping soundly. He opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but his big hand was held by Rou Cat.

She opened her sleepy eyes and looked into his dark pupils for a moment.

"Wake up Wan Wan, let's chat." He Lanchen handed the phone to Wen Wan.

When she received the phone call, Mrs. He asked, "Why did that brat show up in the villa?"

Wen Wan, who had just woken up, was not ready to explain He Lanchen's excuse for coming to the villa. She was stunned for three seconds and then said softly, "He said he used his sixth sense to judge my villa in Jiangcheng, so he escaped from the hospital and ran here. .”

Mrs. He probably guessed her grandson's poor excuse, but it was not a bad thing for him to want to get close to Wen Wan's heart.

At least, the grandson still cares about Wen Wan, and this care can just reverse this half-finished marriage.

"Wanwan, the old lady from the Qiao family called me just now." Mrs. He got back to business and chatted about the Qiao family.

Wen Wan held her breath. She couldn't imagine that the Qiao family would come to her door.

"Master, are they asking about me?" she asked softly.

Mrs. He heard that Wen Wan's confidence was obviously insufficient and she was not confident.

"Yes, the old woman from the Qiao family asked me about your preferences, and I guess she wanted to have a chat with you alone. As for the matter of recognizing your ancestors and returning to the clan in these few days, you must keep calm." Mrs. He didn't want Wen to let her down. After Wan was wronged, she wanted Wen Wan to return to Qiao's house in an upright manner.

Hearing this, his little hands held the quilt, "Master, do you think the Qiao family wants to recognize me?"

Mrs. He didn't want to guess what the Qiao family was thinking, nor did she want to tell Wen Wan lies. If her hopes failed, it would still be her apprentice who would be sad.

"Wanwan, be obedient. No matter what the Qiao family says, you will always be Master's disciple. As long as Master is around, you will have one more person in this world who loves you."

She cheered Wen Wan up.

Instead of looking forward to the Qiao family, it would be better for her to be the apprentice's invincible backer.

With Mrs. He's heartfelt words, Wen Wan's heart finally dropped.

"Well, thank you, Master, for comforting me." Wen Wan was relaxed.

He Lanchen didn't know when she left the bedroom. When she got up with her phone in hand, he was nowhere to be found in the room.

He must have gone back to the hospital.

With this thought in mind, she went to the cloakroom to change clothes.

Mrs. He and Wen Wan exchanged a few words in a hurry before hanging up the phone. She put down her phone and found her underwear, put it on and went downstairs to eat.

Entering the restaurant, the servants set out the dishes.

"Why two sets of bowls and chopsticks?" Wen Wan asked without thinking.

The servant showed doubts and looked at the entrance of the restaurant. "I didn't eat dinner either. Didn't I sleep with you upstairs just now? Why, you turned your back on me as soon as you got out of bed."

Wen Wan originally wanted to ask why there were two servings of tableware, but after hearing He Lanchen's various lies and lies, she became so angry that her cheeks turned red.

The servant lowered his head and quickly fled the restaurant.

She didn't want to hear what she shouldn't have heard. The young master didn't care for his body, and he still wanted to accompany the young lady even when he was injured. This feeling was deeply touching.

"He Lanchen, please stop talking nonsense, okay?" Wen Wan gritted her teeth and growled.

He Lanchen sat across from her expressionlessly, "It's unclear whether I told you nonsense or not. Don't you want to admit it? Do you dare to say that we didn't sleep together? Do you dare?"

Wen Wan thought that this matter could be resolved, or that he could just explain that their relationship was innocent. As a result, instead of clearing up their relationship, he painted it darker and darker.

She gave up her struggle and allowed He Lanchen to "slander" and "spread rumors" about what they had just done in the bedroom upstairs.

Wen Wan ate dinner with gusto, which relieved his depressed mood just now.

The porcelain bowl and spoon that He Lanchen was eating from made a loud collision sound. It would be impossible to say that he didn't do it on purpose.

"Why can you eat delicious food, but I can only eat plain porridge?" He vigorously stirred the porridge in the porcelain bowl.

Wen Wan smiled and gloated, and raised her eyebrows, "I can't help it. Who made you injured and hospitalized? Do you know the taboos? You have to give them a salary increase."

He Lanchen bit his back teeth and asked unhappily, "Why?"

"Just because they care about your body." She pointed to the porcelain bowl in front of him with a smile, and her smile became even brighter. "This bowl of white porridge is the best proof."