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

Wen Wan heard the sound of her shirt being torn. She had no time to resist and could only watch He Lanchen go crazy in front of her.

She opened her eyes wide and shed tears. When He Lanchen saw her crying, he acted even more crazily.

"Now you are my wife. Before we officially get the divorce certificate, you have to keep me in your heart and you can only see me in your eyes. I don't allow you to think about other men. Do you hear me?" He Lanchen held his hands in his hands. Wen Wan's face, his kiss was so urgent and fierce that she could hardly breathe.

It was obvious that he had another woman in his heart, he saw another woman in his eyes, and he thought of another woman.

Why can he break the rules of the game but ask her to stand still and abide by them?

He is simply authoritarian and tyrant.

Wen Wan thought about Zhuang Jingxian and Qiu Yiyi's purpose, and He Lanchen was in a rage. It was still a question of whether the baby in her belly could be saved.

"Young Master He, you should be more generous and be tolerant of the wild man in your mouth." She was also furious and confronted He Lanchen.

The back of He Lanchen's hand was covered with Wen Wan's burning tears. Her tears seemed to be dripping on the apex of his heart. He pulled his suit jacket to cover her snow-white body.

He grabbed the fallen hair on his forehead with one hand and sat down next to her again.

He looked down at the women's shirt in the back seat of the carriage. Apart from the color, the original style of the dress was completely torn by him. There was even a button lying next to his leather shoes.

"I was impulsive just now." He Lanchen leaned on the car seat and raised his hand to wipe away Wen Wan's tears.

She hurriedly turned her head and avoided his movement.

"Young master He, there is no need to apologize. You are right."

Wen Wan moved her body and put a little distance away from He Lanchen.

She is afraid of him.

He Lanchen felt uncomfortable when he realized this.

"Can I still get off the car?" he asked.

Wen Wan tightened her suit jacket tightly, "Well, I can get out of the car."

She didn't want to stay in the car anymore, and now she felt psychologically affected when she saw the back seat of the car.

He Lanchen opened the door and got out of the car. When he turned around, Wen Wan got out from the other side and kept a distance from him.

The two walked into the villa one after another, and the servant came forward to say hello.

"Master, welcome home, madam."

After the servant said hello, she saw the tears on Wen Wan's face and her swollen lips.

Is the young master so rough? He kissed the young lady until her mouth was swollen.

The servant's mind was filled with pornographic waste, and she did not dare to look at He Lanchen and Wen Wan with innocent eyes.

Wen Wan went upstairs first. When she returned to the bedroom, she went to the bathroom to take a shower and change her clothes.

When he came out, he saw the suit jacket on the bed. He bit his lip with his white teeth and struggled in his heart.

This is He Lanchen's suit, she must return it.

Forget it, raise your head and then shrink your head, return it sooner, and get over it sooner.

Wen Wan went to knock on the study door, and He Lanchen stood in front of the window smoking.

"Enter."

His deep magnetic voice sounded.

She opened the door and walked into the study. She stepped back quickly when she smelled the smell of smoke. "Can I put your coat in the bedroom?"

While pregnant, cigarettes are harmful to the baby in your belly.

He Lanchen was looking at the cigarette, and when he saw Wen Wan opening the door and about to come in, his handsome features instantly softened, and when she stepped back, a hint of sadness appeared in his eyes.

She was still angry, angry that he almost killed her in the courtyard just now.

"No, please throw it in the trash can." He Lanchen said coldly.

Wen Wan's hand holding his coat trembled slightly. How much did he dislike her?

He didn't even want the coat she wore, so what's the point of throwing it in the trash can?

"Okay, I'll throw it away for you."

Wen Wan hugged her suit jacket angrily and left.

Back in the bedroom, she walked to the trash can with her suit jacket and raised her hand to throw it in. When she thought that this suit was a style that He Lanchen often wore, she held it in her arms and walked to the bed to sit down.

This prodigal man.

Since he didn't want it and would rather throw it away, it would be the same for her to put it away.

Wen Wan was planning to take a rest before going downstairs to eat, when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

She stood up and opened the door. There was a servant standing outside the door.

"Madam, the young master is waiting for you downstairs. He said that the gentleman from the old house wants to see you." The servant reported to her.

Wen Wan was thankful that she had just taken a shower and changed into a set of clothes.

"Well, I'll go down right now."

She walked out of the bedroom and thought about what He He wanted to do in meeting them.

When we came to the courtyard, Wen Wan saw He Lanchen sitting in the car, and the car was changed to another one.

She thought about what happened not long ago, and her face became extremely hot.

On the way to the old house, neither of them spoke.

Arriving at the old house, they walked into the restaurant one after another.

"Eat first, then talk after eating."

He Yan glanced at He Lanchen with cold eyes.

He Lanchen was still not used to his father's indifferent attitude towards him. After he sat down, Wen Wan and He Hao greeted him before sitting down.

The servant moved a dish of steamed fish in front of Wen Wan, and she looked up at everyone flattered.

He Hao held the bowl and stared at the dishes in front of him.

"I saw you eating a few more bites last time, so I asked them to prepare it."

He said while holding the bowl.

Everyone had different expressions when hearing this sentence, especially Zhuang Jingxian who was not calm at first.

"Husband, you are such a considerate father-in-law." She said something sinister.

Wen Wan's face became very embarrassed. Her mother-in-law's words were clearly aimed at her.

"If the second child hadn't died, he would have been as old as her."

He Hao's words stopped short.

His words were like a thunderbolt, causing the mother and son to regain their composure. However, Wen Wan seemed to be unable to taste the food and found it difficult to swallow.

She didn't understand what her father-in-law meant by the second child. It was easy to see from his words and deeds that he only regarded her as a poor junior who needed to be taken care of.

After dinner, He Hao called He Lanchen to the study, while Zhuang Jingxian stayed with Wen Wan.

"I really didn't realize how good you were. You don't even pay attention to what I like to eat, but you just remembered your preferences." Zhuang Jingxian said sourly. The more she looked at her, the more she felt Wen Wan was an eyesore.

Had it not been for the fact that Wen Wan's face looked very similar to that of the woman from the Qiao family back then, she would not have allowed her son to marry this troublemaker.

The He family cannot cut off their incense. The flesh and blood born from her belly will be somewhat similar to the Qiao family. When her son divorces her, keeping the seeds she gave birth to will save the face of Qiao Yiyi and the He family. .

Wen Wan explained with a look of panic, "Mom, there are some things that we can't even think about. If walls have ears, it wouldn't be good for us if rumors spread."

Hearing this, Zhuang Jing sneered coldly, "You know how to protect yourself wisely, and you also know how to care about your reputation."

"Mother, my father only thinks of me as his child."

Wen Wan tried her best to clarify her position.

The way He Hao looked at her was exactly like an elder looking at a junior, no different from how he looked at He Lanchen.

Or so she thought.