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

"What nonsense are you talking about? I asked you to marry Lanchen just for the sake of your compliance. Look what you look like today dressed like this?" Zhuang Jingxian went to pull Wen Wan's cheongsam, and she became angry again, " All you have spent these years is the money earned by my son. This cheongsam costs at least six figures. Why are you so prodigal, Wen Wan? If you don't work hard to get pregnant, you just spend every day getting married."

The son said she spent money, and his mother also said she spent money.

After being married to He Lanchen for three years, except for paying her sister's medical expenses every month as agreed at the time, she had never spent any other money from the He family.

"Mother, what kind of daughter-in-law do I think I am in your mind? What kind of wife do I think I am in Mr. He's heart?" Wen Wan exhaled slightly, trying to pour out all her grievances, "I have never spent any money on my personal life. If you don’t believe me, you and Young Master He can go check the accounts.”

Zhuang Jingxian was stunned on the spot, she couldn't believe every word she heard.

"How... is this possible?" She said the last four words without confidence.

Wen Wan said calmly, "It's just that I have never been the wife that Mr. He wanted. Mother, I was hurt by you last night with the candle."

Zhuang Jingxian heard the word "candle" and understood in her heart.

"A candle is a candle, what can I do to you?"

She didn't want to admit that there was something wrong with the candle.

"Mom, why are you always like this? Every time something happens, just blame it on me or let me admit it." Wen Wan felt cold all over. It was difficult for her to survive in the He family because she was not respected.

Zhuang Jingxian did not think it was a big deal and continued, "Keep shouting and shout everyone over. I tell you Wen Wan, in this family, everyone will only turn to me, not you."

Her soft words made Wen Wan shut up instantly.

Yes, what is her status in the He family? Isn't she just a poor thing who is pregnant and waiting to be kicked out?

"Who makes you unable to get pregnant on your own? If I don't help you, when will you achieve what you want?" Zhuang Jingxian lowered her voice and said with kindness and power.

Wen Wan didn't want to talk anymore, she could never make sense with her mother-in-law.

"Aunt, you can eat now."

Not far away, Qiao Yiyi shouted to them while leaning on crutches.

Zhuang Jingxian took the lead to walk forward and waved to Qiao Yiyi, "If your feet are not convenient, ask Lan Chen to call you. What a silly boy."

Wen Wan stood there, looking disheartened at the scene of her mother-in-law and Qiu Yiyi living in harmony, and her heart seemed to be bleeding.

She planned to finish dealing with the He family's parents and return to the villa to rest early.

Entering the restaurant, Qiu Yiyi took Wen Wan's seat. She was squeezed out of the circle of four members of the family and sat in the back, as if she was not a member of the He family.

"Father, do you have anything to say when you called us here?"

He Lanchen held the bowl and glanced at Wen Wan with his black eyes from time to time.

"Lanchen, I told you something before you got married. Do you still remember it?" He Hao reminded his son deliberately.

What he hates most in his life is the unclear relationship between men and women, especially the ambiguous look in Qiao Yiyi's eyes when she looks at her son. As an elder, he can see it clearly. There is no reason that Wen Wan doesn't know about it.

"remember."

He Lanchen gritted his teeth and said.

He Hao's attitude remained the same, "Then you say it in front of everyone."

"Father." He Lanchen gritted his teeth and growled.

Wen Wan had no idea what conversation they had between father and son, so she ate her own food with peace of mind.

"explain."

He Hao did not give in.

Zhuang Jingxian wanted to dissuade him midway, but due to his tough attitude, she had to give up.

"The men of the He family are not divorced, only widowed."

He Lanchen stared at Wen Wan as he squeezed out each word through his teeth.

Wen Wan felt uncomfortable because of his glare. She stared back unwilling to be outdone. At this moment, she discovered the necklace Qiu Yiyi wore around her neck.

Although she had already guessed that the necklace would not belong to her before buying it, she felt uncomfortable thinking that she had accompanied He Lanchen to buy it.

He really loved Qiu Yiyi. When his lover fell off the stage, he rushed over to take care of her without stopping, and even gave her a beautiful necklace.

After being married to He Lanchen for three years, she always received sexy underwear and toys that she didn't want to think about.

If you don't compare whether you love or not love, you'll be fine. But once you compare, you'll be exposed immediately.

"Remember what you said today." He Hao coldly dropped a warning, pushed away his chair, stood up and left the restaurant.

Zhuang Jingxian was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to sit in the restaurant to eat.

After dinner, Wen Wan went back to the bedroom and changed into a set of home clothes, then went to the kitchen to make a bowl of noodles.

She knocked on the door of He He's study with a tray, and immediately heard a strong voice, "Come in."

"Father, I see that you didn't eat much for dinner, and you have a stomach problem. Do you want to eat a few more bites to fill your stomach?" Wen Wan held the tray and went in, maintaining a friendly social distance from He He, "I might It's too eventful, but I was thinking about what you said about the He family, there was no divorce, only widowhood. Thank you, you allowed me to maintain a decent position in the He family. Ever since my sister got sick, I have nothing more to do with life and my own life. "

He Hao heard what Wen Wan meant. She came specifically to thank him for helping her get justice.

"In my eyes, you are far less important than my son, but I have never been a tyrant." He Hao winked at the servant.

The servant took the tray from Wen Wan's hand. She bowed respectfully to He Hao and then left the study.

Is this what it feels like to be supported by your father? Why is her dead father different from He Lanchen's father?

Ever since she was sensible, the biggest emotion Wen Wan has ever felt is being beaten, followed by being scolded.

Until her younger sister was born, she went from being beaten and scolded to taking care of her younger sister and cleaning housework...

There are many, many things like this.

"Are you proud? You have a father to support you." A cold magnetic voice came from behind her.

Wen Wan hurriedly wiped away her tears, put away her sad thoughts and faced He Lanchen.

"What do I have to be proud of? Not being able to divorce is not a good thing for you and me."

When Wen Wan thought of his care and love for Qiu Yiyi, she just wanted to quickly draw a clear line with him.

He Lanchen stared coldly at her haggard face, with a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth, "What? Now you are looking for Jiang Tianyu, not counting Jiang Tianyu, but also Shao Jinyuan, right? What if the father knew that his daughter-in-law, who specializes in upholding justice, was involved in other men outside? I don’t know, do you think he will still be on your side?”

"What about you? Why did you take me with you to buy the necklace? Do you want to create a smoke bomb for reporters so that you and Miss Qiao can have a happy relationship? Or do you want the counter girl to see that you are wearing the character of Reboot Madman? Route?" Wen Wan held all her anger and let it out in front of He Lanchen.

What's up with her?

I shouldn't have mentioned the necklace, but it happened to come out of my mouth.

It really shouldn’t be.

Zhuang Jingxian, who was sitting in the living room downstairs, looked extremely ugly. The people she sent out to follow Wen Wan found out that Mrs. Qiao had met with her.

The palms she placed on her knees were clenched tightly, and there was a strong and surging haze in her eyes.