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

"So, Mr. Zhuang, please stick to your will and don't bother with my private life." Shao Jinyuan said impatiently.

After the elevator door opened, he walked out quickly. Zhuang Jingxian wanted to catch up, but found that it was not an underground parking lot, so she just gave up the chase.

Shao Jinyuan was disturbed by Zhuang Jingxian's words, but he still insisted on moving forward.

What kind of person Wen Wan is, he doesn't need anyone else to remind him. He knows best after having been with him.

Ward.

Wen Wan sat sideways on the sofa, leaving his back facing He Lanchen.

She clenched her hands into fists and placed them on her knees, expressing anger at being forcibly kissed.

"Don't be angry. The worst case scenario is that I'll let you kiss her back. How about it?" He Lanchen leaned forward slightly, his chest rubbing against her back in a subtle way, "Hmm? How about it?"

Hearing this, he snorted coldly, "Who cares about your kiss?"

"Oh, was it my imagination that you kissed so selflessly just now?" He Lanchen deliberately teased her.

How does Wen Wan know what it means to be selfless and what it means to devote oneself to something?

She had never had contact with any other man except He Lanchen, so naturally she didn't understand the so-called detailed description in his mouth.

"He Lanchen, you are very narcissistic." Wen Wan moved forward to avoid his approach.

He Lanchen realized her avoidance and wrapped his long, lean arms around her soft waist, pulling her into his arms.

"I have the capital to be narcissistic, what do you think?" He said confidently.

Wen Wan was choked by him for a moment and didn't know what to say.

He Lanchen hugged her, rested his chin on her shoulder and rubbed her lightly, "Will you remarry me?"

Wen Wan remained unmoved.

"I came back this time to deal with the Qiao family's affairs. After the matter is resolved, I have to return to Shanghai. So the remarriage you mentioned does not exist at all. What you need is a sensible and obedient wife. Obviously I am not a qualified candidate. "She wants to move forward with her dreams.

It is rare that the master handed over the studio to her. From now on, she must establish a foothold in Shanghai. In the future, she will make her business bigger and stronger, and she will be able to enter the international stage after mastering the styles.

He Lanchen did not expect that Wen Wan had backed down beforehand. He hugged her and continued to persuade, "If you want to go back to Shanghai, I can promise you that I will be wherever you are from now on."

Wen Wan thought that a man like He Lanchen, who was aloof and arrogant, would never lower his noble head to accommodate her, but she didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

"I want an independent private space." She turned around and her soft lips almost kissed He Lanchen's thin lips.

After being in a trance for a while, Wen Wan continued, "It's just like when you slept with me, I would leave the country immediately."

He Lanchen immediately became excited upon hearing this, indicating that there was hope for their remarriage.

"Do you want to develop a long-term relationship with me in bed?" He frowned, his dark eyes staring deeply into her clear gaze.

Wen Wan didn't expect this level, but He Lanchen's suggestion was great.

"It seems good. After all, it's too dirty outside and I'm afraid of getting sick. It just so happens that you're relatively clean."

Her tone was very much like a client going out for prostitution.

This was the first time He Lanchen heard Wen Wan speak dirty words, and he said them so confidently.

"If you think about it, don't regret it."

He gritted his back molars and said viciously.

"Why regret it? You men have needs, and so do we women. We are all human beings, who hasn't had some primitive fantasies?"

Wen Wan deliberately and frivolously stretched out her fingers to pick up He Lanchen's resolute chin.

Her behavior made He Lanchen want to throw her down on the sofa. Because he was injured, he didn't want to prolong the recovery time for the time being, so he had to suppress his thoughts.

"Okay, I promise you."

He Lanchen took the risk.

They can't remarry for the time being. If they can conquer her in bed, it would be a good way to get closer.

Wen Wan forced herself to laugh, feeling frightened to death.

It seemed that she was doomed this time.

"Then you have to stay with me while I'm in the hospital." He Lanchen hugged her and pushed harder.

Wen Wan wanted to refuse, but was afraid that He Lanchen would escape from the hospital.

"It depends on my schedule."

She neither refused nor agreed, holding a wait-and-see attitude.

He Lanchen caught the cunning qualities in Wen Wan, which surprised him.

It shows that Xiao Nizi has grown up.

Mrs. Qiao asked the driver to drive her to the villa, and the servants stood in the courtyard to greet them.

"Mrs. Qiao."

The servant greeted her.

Mrs. Qiao stretched her neck and looked in the direction of the villa door, "Isn't your young lady here?"

"The young master is going to the hospital, and the young madam is going out with him." The servant told the truth.

Mrs. Qiao was not upset when she learned that she had failed.

"Then I'll go in and wait for her." She made up her mind to wait for Wen Wan to come back.

The servants did not dare to chase Mrs. Qiao away, so they had to welcome the person in and receive her well.

After Mrs. Qiao sat down, the driver dragged several suitcases to the living room, and the servants served tea and went to work.

Wen Wan, who was accompanying He Lanchen in the hospital, received a call from Jiang Xun on the way. There was a design that she needed to finalize before it could be produced. She went out without a computer and needed to go back to the villa.

As soon as he walked into the house, the servant hurriedly came forward and said, "Young Madam."

Wen Wan wanted to remind the other party that they called her wrong and should call her Miss Wen. Then she thought about how the servants in the villa didn't listen to her orders at all.

"Does the look on your face mean something happened at home?"

she asked softly.

The servant pointed in the direction of the living room and reported to Wen Wan respectfully in a lowered voice, "The old lady of the Qiao family is here and she specified that she wants to see you."

Wen Wan knew why Mrs. Qiao came to see her, but she came a little too quickly.

"It's okay, I'll go see her." Wen Wan walked toward the living room.

When Mrs. Qiao saw Wen Wan after the divorce, she thought of all the harm she had done to her granddaughter at the instigation and confusion of Qiu Yiyi, and she couldn't stop feeling regretful just thinking about it.

"Nannah."

When Mrs. Qiao saw Wen Wan, she burst into tears.

Faced with her sudden enthusiasm, Wen Wan was a little overwhelmed.

"Mrs. Qiao, please sit down first." She could not accept the Qiao family as quickly as possible.

Even if she was not abandoned by the Qiao family, she still could not forget the hard days as she grew up.

Mrs. Qiao was afraid that Wen Wan would hate her and wanted to hold her granddaughter's hand, but she was perfectly avoided by her granddaughter.

She didn't feel embarrassed and hurriedly admitted her mistake, "Nanny, grandma was blinded by Qiao Yiyi at that time. She said a lot of bad things about you that damaged your image in front of me. Many things I went to investigate were all false impressions created by her."

There is nothing wrong with Mrs. Qiao's explanation. Most of the bad things Wen Wan experienced were Qiao Yiyi's handiwork.

"I don't want to talk about Qiao Yiyi for now." She sat down and crossed her legs to interrupt Mrs. Qiao's explanation. "If you have nothing to say, I have to go upstairs to handle the work."

Mrs. Qiao quickly got up and pushed some suitcases in the living room. Wen Wan sat on the sofa unhappily, with no intention of getting up to help.