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

"The wound is just a large area, it actually doesn't hurt at all." He Lanchen put on his shirt and sat down again.

Wen Wan didn't dare to look directly at the phone screen. Opposite him, He Lanchen had his shirt open and he had no intention of buttoning it up.

She avoided looking and said softly, "I have to deal with work now, you should get off work too!"

He Lanchen moved his arm, whether intentionally or accidentally. The straight collarbone of the open shirt was looming, and Wen Wan's breathing became extremely heavy.

"Are you panting?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, like a charming male fox.

When Wen Wan heard He Lanchen's probing, he was so frightened that he held his breath.

"You heard wrong."

She said every word.

He Lanchen was not annoyed when he heard Wen Wan's denial. He buttoned his shirt with one hand and said slowly and seductively, "Okay! Just think that I heard wrong."

Hearing this, Wen Wan lost her composure for a moment, "What do you mean you heard wrong? You heard wrong in the first place, okay?"

"You're in a hurry." He Lanchen said three words lightly.

When Wen Wan heard what he said, she clenched her little hands into fists and said after a long time, "You are simply outrageous."

"I can't help it, I miss you so much, that's why I became so outrageous." He Lanchen confessed to Wen Wan through the phone screen.

Wen Wan froze. She had expected He Lanchen to treat her differently, but when her dream came true, she felt that everything was so unreal.

"If you continue to be outrageous, I really have to go to work." She hung up the video without waiting for He Lanchen to speak.

If the conversation continues, her thoughts will be completely revealed by him.

As soon as Wen Wan put down her phone, Jiang Xun opened the door and entered.

"Chief Jiang, why are you still so unruly? Shouldn't you knock on the door before entering the office?" She glared at the uninvited guest in displeasure.

Jiang Xun pulled up a chair and sat in front of his desk, looking at Wen Wan with a critical eye.

"Who brought you to work this morning?" he asked.

Wen Wan frowned and said in a cold voice, "Do I need to explain to you this is my housework? Also, it's working time now, so don't make jokes."

Jiang Xun leaned back in his chair and pointed in the direction of the office door.

"You came to work this morning. Several designers saw you being picked up and dropped off in a luxury car, and the driver opened the door for you. They were all spreading rumors that you were being kept by an old man." He kept the gossip intact Pass it on to her.

Wen Wan didn't expect that the designer of the studio would find out that the driver took her to work. After hearing Jiang Xun's warning, she roughly understood the real reason for his intrusion.

"That's the driver of the Qiao family. I haven't recognized the Qiao family yet, but I have received the shares donated by Mrs. Qiao, which I have owned since I was born." She announced her identity to Jiang Xun.

At this time, Jiang Xun's big hand in his suit pocket was holding the mobile phone tightly. On the other end of the mobile phone was a hands-free call from one of his colleagues in the designer department.

They heard clearly the secret of Wen Wan's life experience, and everyone gasped.

"It's better not to let the driver send you outside the studio in the future. This will have a bad influence." Jiang Xun pretended to find fault.

Wen Wan didn't have the same experience as him and looked at him calmly, "My father sent a driver to take me to work, why should I feel embarrassed? Shouldn't I be a good daughter and understand my father's thoughts and care for me over the years? ?"

Jiang Xun wanted to applaud her. As long as the design department on the other end of the phone listened to her words word for word, no one would dare to chew on her tongue again.

"I'm very satisfied with your answer. Let's go out and do some work first." He pushed away his chair, stood up, and walked out of her office in a swaggering manner.

If you don't understand Jiang Xun at first, it's easy to be misled by his aggressiveness. After getting along with him for a long time, it's not difficult to find out. He is a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, and he pays special attention to her.

Of course, a large part of this reason was because of He Lanchen's relationship. Jiang Xun watched her every move so that she could report to that man conveniently.

Jiang Xun returned to the design department, and all the designers lowered their heads and took the work at hand seriously. Wen Wan's phone call completely put an end to their selfishness.

Her fiancé is the young master of the He family in Jiangcheng, a close disciple of the master of intangible cultural heritage, and has the blessing of being the real daughter of the Qiao family.

They had to believe that Wen Wan was destined to be rich and powerful.

After the oolong incident in the morning subsided, Wen Wan devoted himself to work all morning and couldn't extricate himself.

During lunch time, Mrs. Qiao had someone deliver the packaged food for dine-in. She went to the restaurant in person, asked them to prepare it, and then asked the delivery person to deliver it to the studio.

During this period, Mrs. Qiao did not come forward, fearing to embarrass the studio employees and also fearing to affect Wen Wan's position.

Everyone ate the high-end takeaways they were assigned and gathered together to share different dishes with each other.

"Today's lunch is the best meal I've had this year." A female designer said after taking a sip of the stew and holding her rice bowl.

The entire design department was stunned by this meal at noon, feeling that happiness came too suddenly.

After eating, Jiang Xun went to throw away the trash and announced to them through the corridor, "Mr. Wen's mother personally bought this and delivered it to the studio. The car that took her to work in the morning was the family's driver."

Everyone immediately understood something. This was the mother's support for her daughter.

Wen Wan sat in the office and had no idea what was happening outside.

At the end of a busy day, she received a phone call.

"elder sister."

The call from the other end of the phone scared Wen Wan so much that she almost dropped the phone in her hand.

She suspected that she had heard wrongly.

When she was hesitating whether to speak, the other party hung up the call.

Wen Wan called again, but the other party still didn't answer.

She stood there at a loss until the Qiao family's driver appeared, "Miss, why are you crying?"

"Can I borrow your cell phone to make a call?" Wen Wan reached out to the driver with a frustrated expression.

The driver handed her the phone without hesitation.

She dialed an unfamiliar mobile phone number, but the other party not only didn't answer, but hung up.

With this unexpected incident, Wen Wan returned the phone to the driver with a dull expression.

The driver took her home. As soon as the car entered the courtyard, Mother Qiao got out of the car to greet her.

Wen Wan hugged her and cried, "Mom, I seemed to hear my sister's voice, but when I called again, she stopped answering my calls. What should I do now?"

Mrs. Qiao hugged Wen Wan at a loss, gently rubbed her daughter's back, and couldn't say a single word in her panic until the words of comfort were on her lips.

Qiao Jianguo, who heard Wen Wan crying, rushed from the villa and saw his daughter crying with tears and runny nose. He felt heartbroken indescribably.

"Honey, what happened?" He asked about the reason why Wen Wan burst into tears.

Mrs. Qiao told him briefly, and he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Go and check, where is the specific location of the phone number you just called?" Qiao Jianguo reported Wen Wan's phone number.