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

"He Lanchen is too good. Putting aside the fact that he doesn't love me, everything else is his advantage. It's human nature for me to be tempted." Wen Wan attributed loving him to a natural result.

Nuan Xi agreed with Wen Wan's idea. Apart from being half-hearted, He Lanchen was truly unmatched.

Halfway through their chat, Shao Jinyuan came in with a nurse to do a basic check-up on Nuan Xi.

After the examination was over, Nuan Nuan did not stay any longer, wanting Nuan Xi to recover well.

She took the elevator downstairs and met Qiao Yiyi who had just returned to the ward after an examination.

Mrs. Qiao originally planned to talk to Wen Wan, but they met in the elevator, which saved her an extra trip.

"Miss Wen, let's talk."

Mrs. Qiao had a straight face and her attitude towards Wen Wan was a bit cold.

Facing her sudden change in attitude, Wen Wan didn't take it to heart.

"Okay." She agreed to Mrs. Qiao's suggestion.

Wen Wan followed them to Qiao Yiyi's ward. As soon as Mrs. Qiao closed the door, the man in the wheelchair stood up tremblingly and knelt down towards Wen Wan with a "pop".

"Miss Wen, please give Achen back to me! I know it has not been easy for you these years, but I really need him."

Qiu Yiyi held Wen Wan's hand, knelt in front of her and shed tears.

When Mrs. Qiao saw her granddaughter kneeling down to Wen Wan, she felt heartbroken and hurriedly rushed forward to help her.

"Yiyi, the ground is cold, listen to grandma, leave this matter to me, your Achen won't run away." Mrs. Qiao's eyes were red, and she hugged Qiao Yiyi into her arms.

Wen Wan looked at the grandfather and grandson who had a deep relationship in front of her with an expressionless face. She was envious when she saw Qiao Yi leaning on Mrs. Qiao's arms.

If her relatives were here, they would hold her tightly like this, right?

Thinking of her being abandoned by her relatives, the remaining illusion in her heart was shattered in despair.

"Grandma, Miss Wen is Achen's wife, so if she doesn't divorce him, I won't be able to marry Achen." Qiao Yi leaned on Mrs. Qiao's arms and cried bitterly.

Wen Wan never thought that her identity as He Lanchen's wife would be revealed by Qiao Yiyi, or in front of Mrs. Qiao.

Mrs. Qiao immediately turned to stone and stayed there for a long time without speaking.

So she kept scolding Wen Wan's mistress. In fact, the person who really ruined the relationship was her granddaughter Qiao Yiyi.

Madam Qiao looked at Wen Wan and became uncomfortable. At her age, she would lose her mind and scold innocent young people. Thinking of the ugly words she used to curse people, her intestines turned green with regret.

"Since you are Lanchen's wife, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Mrs. Qiao helped Qiao Yiyi, who was kneeling, and frowned dissatisfied with Wen Wan.

This man has evil intentions and clearly wants to see her old bones make fun of her.

Wen Wan has seen scoundrels, but not the scumbags from wealthy families. She didn't disclose her identity in front of others, and she didn't reflect on the scolding, but she was at fault for being scolded.

"Mrs. Qiao, is it because I don't have a grandma to support me, so you can rely on your age to act like you are old?" She had a straight face and a serious expression with stubbornness.

When she heard Wen Wan say that she was bullying others, she breathed rapidly and sneered, "If I were your grandma, I would be the first to strangle you to death when you were born."

Qiao Yiyi was still crying. In order to prevent the situation from getting out of hand, she gently pulled the corner of Mrs. Qiao's clothes.

Mrs. Qiao understood the situation clearly and passed by Wen Wan with her mobile phone. She stared at Wen Wan with her sharp eyes.

Only Qiu Yiyi and Wen Wan were left in the ward.

"Miss Qiao, Mr. He needs to solve your problem. I can't help here." Wen Wan didn't want to mention the divorce again.

He Lanchen was very angry yesterday. She thought that although he was running around with Qiu Yiyi, he still pretended to be their marriage in his heart.

Otherwise, when faced with her suspicion, he would not choose to smash his phone and fists immediately.

Qiao Yiyi sat on the hospital bed, and while there was no third person in the ward, she simply stopped pretending.

"Wen Wan, what method did you use to seduce Achen away? He said he wanted to divorce you, but in the end, even if I use bloody methods now, I can't win back his heart." She lowered her eyelids, and there was nothing on her body. Lost the arrogance of the past.

When Wen Wan listened to Qiu Yiyi's dejected words, she was stunned for a moment.

Did He Lanchen really cut off contact with her?

"The relationship between you is deeper than imagined. The most important thing is that you are still engaged." Wen Wan stood firm and did not let Qiu Yiyi get involved.

Qiao Yiyi took off the gauze on her wrist. There was a wound suture on her originally fair-skinned wrist. If the stitches are removed over time, a centipede-sized scar will remain on it.

"I have always cherished my feathers. A dancer's body is not allowed to have any flaws, and I pulled out my own feathers in order to force him to divorce." She looked up and looked pitifully with tearful eyes. Wen Wan remained silent, "Are you satisfied now? You have snatched Achen from my hands. Wen Wan, you must be very proud, right?"

Wen Wan still couldn't believe that He Lanchen pushed Qiu Yiyi away and chose her.

She thought that Qiu Yiyi was unable to have children, and now she was pregnant with He Lanchen and her blood.

Qiao Yiyi talked to her a lot, what exactly did she want to do?

"Miss Qiao, I have never thought about competing with anyone for Mr. He. It's just that I married him, and marrying him is my choice. Of course, within my ability, I want to live a harmonious and beautiful marriage for us. .So there is no such thing as a fight between you and me."

Wen Wan didn't want to obey Qiao Yiyi's inner thoughts. She had the most say in this marriage.

"No, as long as you are willing to divorce him, he will come back to me."

Qiu Yiyi pulled Wen Wan's hand again.

She turned her wrist, and the nail of her little finger scratched Wen Wan's delicate skin. Wen Wan pushed her hard in pain.

Qiao Yiyi's center of gravity was unstable, her body fell forward, and her head hit the sharp edge of the bedside table.

"What are you doing? Wen Wan, I didn't expect you to be so vicious."

He Lanchen pushed open the door of the ward and stared at her coldly with sinister eyes.

He knelt down and hugged Qiu Yiyi, carrying her to the bed. From an angle that he couldn't see, she smiled a victor's smile at Wen Wan, who was in a mess.

Everything happened so suddenly. When Wen Wan saw Mrs. Qiao in the corridor, she understood He Lanchen who had pushed the door in and Qiao Yiyi who had grabbed her wrist.

This was a man-made plan to drive a wedge between He Lanchen and her meager feelings.

Mrs. Qiao came over after hearing the news. She saw the wound on Qiao Yiyi's head and shouted at Wen Wan, "I want to call the police and accuse you of murdering my granddaughter."

Wen Wan always maintained the same expression and posture as when He Lanchen entered the door, and she lost her ability to defend herself against being framed.

He Lanchen, will you save me?

Wen Wan prayed in her heart.