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

"What are you kissing? It's broad daylight. Get up quickly." Wen Wan didn't buy it.

Seeing her persistence, He Lanchen had no choice but to give up.

"Little heartless." He stood up and sat down next to her.

Wen Wan was very grateful to He Lanchen for running back from the hospital. Thinking of his injuries, she was still worried.

"You're seriously injured. It's best not to run around."

She advised him to go back.

He Lanchen's dark eyes glanced at Wen Wan, his expression unwavering, "I'm leaving."

She was dumbfounded for a moment. When did He Lanchen become so obedient?

"You just ran out of the hospital, won't you be too tired to go back right away?" Wen Wan couldn't find a suitable excuse, and the reason she came up with was very far-fetched.

He Lanchen stood with his back to her, and when he heard her urging him to stay temporarily, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"That's pretty much it." He Lanchen sat down again.

Wen Wan felt extremely depressed. He had been making trouble for a long time because he was deliberately acting to show her.

After He Lanchen sat down, Wen Wan stared at the pile of saliva towels on the coffee table, "I need to organize these things. I have to find a courier company to package and send them out."

She doesn't live in Jiangcheng now, so she has to move Mrs. Qiao's gifts to Shanghai.

"Why are you looking for a courier company? Isn't the villa enough for you to put all these things?" He Lanchen stopped her.

Wen Wan shook her head, "After all, these are my personal belongings. Besides, we are divorced, so I plan to send them all to the Shanghai Stock Exchange."

As soon as she finished speaking, He Lanchen sat on the sofa expressionlessly.

Wen Wan felt the air pressure in the living room getting lower and lower, and raised her eyelids to secretly look at the man sitting next to her.

I found that his handsome face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he had a straight face the whole time, full of endless displeasure.

"What if you get married and your wife sees these things and throws them out to me? Mrs. Qiao prepared these with her own hands. Even if I don't recognize her, these embroidery skills are hard to come by." Wen Wanyue The more he felt guilty, the softer his voice became unconsciously.

He Lanchen remained silent.

She grabbed her hair with both hands and reached out to pull the sleeves of his suit, "Speak."

"What do I have to say? You have already decided. Can my words save anything?"

He Lanchen asked coldly.

After hearing what he said, Wen Wan was about to take back the action of tugging on his sleeve, but before she could take it back, her hand was firmly held by him, "Why don't you believe what I said? I said that I only want to marry you."

Wen Wan listened quietly and did not dare to respond.

He Lanchen was not wrong, and neither was she.

The beginning and end of a relationship are decisions they make together after discussion.

"I'm not mentally prepared for marrying me." She said softly, fearing that He Lanchen wouldn't understand, so she changed the way, "I mean I like the single life now."

He Lanchen didn't want to freeze the relationship they had finally recovered, so he pursed his thin lips tightly.

He seemed to have made some kind of determination, and then said, "Don't you want to maintain a relationship with me in bed? Doesn't it count?"

Wen Wan's eyebrows skipped a beat. He just said it casually, but he actually believed it.

"I……"

"Wen Wan, if you dare to say what you said casually, I will deal with you right here."

He Lanchen gritted his back molars and stared at her coldly.

Wen Wan shrank her neck, not daring to tease him anymore, "Then wait until you recover from your injuries."

He Lanchen finally felt comforted after hearing Wen Wan's decision.

"Don't cheat, and don't get involved with other men while you're with me." He declared his sovereignty domineeringly.

Wen Wan nodded lightly. She didn't know what she could do except agree.

Joe's house.

When Mrs. Qiao returned home, Qiao Jianguo happened to buy some dolls.

She couldn't help but want to cry when she saw her son sitting on the sofa holding the doll and smiling like a fool.

"Mom, didn't you drag your suitcase back?" Qiao Jianguo put down the doll in his hand and asked with concern.

Mrs. Qiao sat on the single sofa. Thinking of Wen Wan's decision, her expression was full of helplessness, "I left the things at my daughter's place."

When Qiao Jianguo heard that his daughter had accepted the clothes and saliva towel made by his mother, he was extremely happy.

"Mother, since Nannan accepted the things you prepared for her, why don't you look happy at all?" Qiao Jianguo looked at Mrs. Qiao with doubts on his face.

Thinking of Wen Wan's decision, she couldn't help but blush.

"Mom, don't cry. If I say something wrong, just scold me."

Qiao Jianguo stood up hurriedly, took out his handkerchief and handed it over.

Mrs. Qiao took the handkerchief from Qiao Jianguo and said dejectedly, "Nanny said she didn't want to go back to Qiao's house, and she didn't want to recognize me. Jianguo, I believed Qiao Yiyi's smear campaign against her. If I hadn't had someone kidnap her. She, caused her to lose the baby in her belly, maybe she is willing to come back to Qiao's house."

Her words were like a bolt from the blue, causing Qiao Jianguo's mood to plummet instantly.

"Mother, you said that Nannan doesn't want to go back to Qiao's house and doesn't want to recognize us?" He didn't believe it.

Mrs. Qiao cried and nodded, "It's all my fault. I hurt my daughter, but she is willing to accept you."

Qiao Jianguo was like a frustrated ball. What was the point of Wen Wan just seeing the couple? She was originally her biological daughter. She refused to recognize her ancestors and returned to their clan. What was the point of being a parent if she returned to their knees to be happy?

"No, I want to go find her and have a good chat with her about returning to Qiao's house."

After Qiao Jianguo finished speaking, he stood up quickly.

"Don't go." Mrs. Qiao walked into the living room with a tray and stared at Qiao Jianguo with gentle eyes. She bent down and put the tray on the coffee table, "My daughter is angry now. She said she didn't want to go back to Qiao's house out of anger. Do you think if she didn't have a good impression of the Qiao family, why would she come back to Jiangcheng from Shanghai? Mother, she said she didn't want to see you, but didn't she throw away the things you brought? "

After listening to her daughter-in-law's analysis, Mrs. Qiao, who was as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost, suddenly regained her vitality.

"You mean we can wait for my daughter?" Mrs. Qiao asked in disbelief.

Mrs. Qiao walked to Qiao Jianguo and sat down next to her. "Mother, the human heart is made of flesh. She had just learned the secret of her life experience, and she had been hurt by Qiao Yiyi. The kidnapping also caused her a lot of pain. There is no such thing as a wound. Before the scabs form, it is normal for her not to want to see us. All we can choose is to wait..."

Mrs. Qiao was originally in despair, but after hearing what Mrs. Qiao said, she suddenly woke up.

"Jianguo, let Lawyer Wu come to my house in a few days. I have something important to announce." She made up her mind.

She only wants Wen Wan to return to Qiao's house in her lifetime. As long as she is not in Qiao's house, I believe her granddaughter will change her mind.

"Mother, do you want to change your will?"

Qiao Jianguo asked.

This incident was expected. They were all longing for the lost jewel in their eyes to return to the Qiao family, and now they finally got it.

"Well, by the way, I want to leave Qiao's family and go to the temple to practice practice, so as to wash away the mistakes I have made." Mrs. Qiao said.