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

As night fell, He Lanchen took Wen Wan to the appointment.

They walked into a private restaurant decorated in a Chinese style, and were led into a private room by the waiter.

He Hao saw He Lanchen and Wen Wan entering the door and motioned for them to sit down.

"Father, when did you come back?" He Lanchen asked.

He He handed the menu to Wen Wan, looking at his son with dark eyes, "It arrived this morning."

He Lanchen frowned slightly, he came back this morning, why should he bring Wen Wan to dinner?

What on earth does father want to do?

In the direction they couldn't see, on the other side separated by a bamboo screen, there was a woman dining alone.

The woman looked very thin and haggard. If she hadn't been in good spirits, she would have been thought to be a terminally ill patient.

"Uncle." Wen Wan greeted He He.

"See if you like any of the dishes on this menu, and order a few of your favorites."

He Hao said while holding a teacup and drinking white tea.

Wen Wan stared at the menu in front of her and pushed the menu aside in flattery, "Thank you, uncle. I'm not picky about food, so I'd better let He Lanchen order a few dishes."

He Lanchen wanted to order, but as soon as his big hand touched the menu, Mrs. He stopped her, "Stop busying yourself. The patient can only eat light food, and the staple food is still white porridge."

Hearing Mrs. He's reminder, He Lanchen's handsome face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Grandma, am I still not your biological grandson?" He felt tired.

After being reminded by Mrs. He, Wen Wan realized that He Lanchen had a wound on his body and that he needed to avoid eating many foods when taking medicine.

"Sorry, I'll order the food myself!" She smiled lightly at He Lanchen and snatched the menu away.

He Lanchen pressed the menu and refused to let Wen Wan take it away.

Mrs. He gently patted the back of his hand, and after feeling the pain, he reluctantly let go of his hand.

He Yan looked at the scenes of He Lanchen and Wen Wan getting along, and thought of the good times when he was young and married to Zhuang Jingxian, and how much time had passed in such a flash. It had been so long that he had never seen through his wife's true face, and had never imagined that she would be betrayed by the person beside her.

Everyone enjoyed their dinner happily. The woman behind the screen kept looking in their direction and didn't even take a few bites of the dinner.

After dinner, Mrs. He took the initiative to ask He Lanchen to take her home, and Wen Wan also went back with her.

He Hao was sitting in the box. The bodyguard came in and opened the screen. The woman sitting opposite took off her cap.

"Father." The woman walked up to He Hao.

He quickly stood up and helped her sit down, took out the pill box from his pocket, opened it, poured out a few pills, and handed her a glass of warm water.

"You've been out long enough today, it's time to go back to the hospital."

He Hao looked at his daughter with fond eyes.

After the woman took the medicine, her face still looked tired.

"Well, I'm tired, and I really want to go back to the ward to rest." She said softly.

He family's old house.

When He Lanchen sent Mrs. He home, Zhuang Jingxian was drunk alone. When she saw her son coming back, she trotted forward and sang and danced around him.

"Only mothers are good in the world. A mother's child is like a treasure..." She hugged He Lanchen, raised her head and smiled silly at him, "Son, my good son, you finally came back to see me."

Facing her daughter-in-law's gaffe, Mrs. He shook her head helplessly, her eyes full of disgust.

Before Wen Wan, who was standing not far away, came closer, Zhuang Jingxian caught her presence with sharp eyes and hurriedly ran to her. Her staggering steps did not affect her determination to settle accounts with Wen Wan at all.

"Who gave you permission to come to the He family? Get out of here. Someone comes and kicks her out."

Zhuang Jingxian indulged in drunkenness.

The servants wanted to step forward, but He Lanchen's cold and sinister eyes glared at them fiercely, scaring them so much that they did not dare to step forward.

"Ms. Zhuang, I'm sending my master home, you have no right to drive me away." Wen Wan didn't want to endure Zhuang Jingxian's arrogance and rudeness anymore.

Zhuang Jingxian thought about the aggrieved feeling of tolerating Mrs. He during these days, pointed at Wen Wan's nose and cursed, "Don't use chicken feathers as arrows, that old immortal thing. If I didn't want to break up with the He family, I would have killed him long ago." She scolded her until she doubted her life. Why should she act like a mother-in-law when she comes back? If she doesn't come back, the whole old house will obey my arrangements and instructions. Once she comes back, she is afraid that the world will not be in chaos and the servants will leave me. "

After hearing Zhuang Jingxian's abuse, Mrs. He stood there calmly.

He Lanchen's face became extremely ugly. He supported her and said in a gentle voice, "Grandma, let me take you in to rest first."

"Come here, bring a basin of water." Mrs. He ordered the servant.

The servant bowed his head respectfully to her, "Yes, old lady."

Thinking of something, she ordered again, "Remember to use cold water."

The servant roughly guessed Mrs. He's intention. When she thought of using cold water, she instantly cast a sympathetic look at the unsuspecting Zhuang Jingxian.

It is early spring, and the night wind is still biting.

Before Wen Wan could react, He Lanchen walked over and brought her behind Mrs. He.

The servant came out with a basin of water. Mrs. He pointed in the direction of Zhuang Jingxian and gave an order with great dignity, "Pour it on me to wake her up."

There was a "wow" sound, and a basin of cold water poured Zhuang Jingxian thoroughly from head to toe.

She stood there all wet, holding her cold body and facing Mrs. He.

"Are you sober?" Mrs. He smiled and looked at Zhuang Jingxian, who had not yet recovered, with cold eyes.

Zhuang Jingxian heard the word "wine" and vaguely remembered what happened just now.

She was so guilty that she didn't dare to look up at her mother-in-law. She was shivering from the cold, "I'm sober."

"How did the banker's second elder teach his daughter? After all these years, I haven't seen your true face." Mrs. He said sarcastically without politeness.

She is not a female tyrant. When Zhuang Jingxian married into the He family, she never had any direct communication with her daughter-in-law.

Unexpectedly, just a few days after returning from Shanghai, this woman would blame her for taking away the right to head the He family. It was really outrageous.

Zhuang Jingxian lowered her head and bit her lip, and defended without confidence, "It's not my mother, I just got confused after drinking."

"I don't care whether you drank horse urine and became confused, or you pretended to be crazy with alcohol. In short, I tell you, I went to Shanghai to work these years, not to die. The entire He family is still mine, and you haven't moved from home these years. Go out, and you are incompetent if you don't build your own independent home." Mrs. He lectured Zhuang Jingxian in public, leaving no room for her, "It was you who occupied the magpie's nest, not me who tied you up in the old house."

Zhuang Jingxian's face turned from green to white, then to red.

She couldn't even utter another word "no".

Wen Wan saw Mrs. He's majesty for the first time. Sure enough, the rumors were not false.

"I remember my mother." Zhuang Jingxian gritted her teeth and lowered her head in apology.