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

"You are married, but you were entangled with a single man in vain, and you asked him to send you home. Did I wrong you?" When He Lanchen thought of Wen Wan smiling at Jiang Tianyu, the anger in his chest was about to explode.

Wen Wan opened her eyes wide in disbelief and looked at the man in front of her who was out of control and furious.

She was obviously waiting for him to take her home. It was because he and Qiu Yiyi were entangled that Jiang Tianyu saw that she was alone, so he gave her a lift.

"I don't want to find a new home. Anyway, if I can't get pregnant, I will get divorced. This is what my mother said before."

Wen Wan looked away and couldn't help tears falling from her eyes.

For a man whose heart is not with you, shedding tears is a useless attempt to retain him.

He Lanchen released his big hands on Wen Wan's shoulders and stared at her coldly, "I can't tell that you still have two faces. You talk and laugh to the men outside, but you are polite and distant from me."

Wen Wan felt like a lump in her throat after hearing his baseless accusation. In his eyes, no matter what she did, she couldn't compare to Qiu Yiyi.

"Master He, I'm tired, please go out first!"

She doesn't want to argue.

This marriage is about to fall apart, and the baby in her belly needs her to protect it.

He Lanchen stared coldly at Wen Wan who had ordered him to be kicked out, further confirming her suspicion that she wanted to find a new home.

"Before you get divorced, pay attention to everything you say and do."

He opened the door and left without looking back.

The cold wind blowing on her body gave Wen Wan goosebumps all over her body. She sat slumped on the edge of the bed, her mood instantly becoming depressed.

It was not difficult for her to say that Jiang Tianyu was innocent, but what would happen if she said it? Divorce is an established fact and she doesn't want to struggle.

She truly loves him, but she has no backer to stay in the He family.

That night Wenwan went to bed with a depressed mood, and when he got up in the morning, he was almost late for work.

She works in a cheongsam shop. Speaking of which, this job was arranged by a neighbor aunt in town.

When we arrived at the store, the assistant came forward and said, "Sister Wanwan, there is a dancer who has asked you to help her tailor a cheongsam."

Wen Wan did not appear in public when she worked here. She stayed in the workroom to make clothes and embroider, and her assistants completed the reception and negotiation work.

"Which dancer?"

She put down her bag and sat at the cutting table.

"Qiao Yiyi, I just returned from studying in a foreign dance troupe." Assistant Su Su carefully observed Wen Wan's expression.

is her?

Wen Wan pursed her lips and asked reluctantly, "If the job is too urgent, I won't take it."

Recently, she became pregnant and felt a little pain in her lower abdomen when she woke up in the morning. She is currently focusing on her health.

"She said it was urgent."

Su Su sighed helplessly.

Wen Wan rubbed her brows and apologized, "Please tell her that we won't accept urgent orders."

"Yes, Sister Wanwan."

The little girl walked out of the studio with regret.

After Wen Wan gathered her thoughts, she tied up her long hair and started embroidering with her cheongsam. Her handmade Su embroidery was excellent, and her teachers often praised her for her skillful hands.

She is also very proficient in variation embroidery...

Su Su walked into the conference room, and Qiu Yiyi waited impatiently, "How about it? Can you do it?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Qiao, the teacher said she won't accept urgent orders for cheongsam."

Qiao Yiyi wanted to wear a cheongsam on Mrs. Qiao's sixtieth birthday. The Qiao family is very talented in embroidery. However, she is an adopted fake daughter. It is difficult to understand the inheritance of blood without talent. I thought that wearing a well-embroidered cheongsam to celebrate my birthday would be a way to make up for the fact that I am not good at embroidery.

"I came to your studio to customize a cheongsam through a friend's introduction. The price is negotiable. I definitely want this cheongsam." Qiao Yiyi leaned back in her chair with a strong attitude.

Su Su dared not offend the guest, so she dialed Wen Wan's mobile phone number, "Sister Wan Wan, Miss Qiao said she must make the cheongsam from you."

Wen Wan felt a headache, and Qiao Yiyi was really haunted.

"Two weeks at most. If it's less, I won't accept it."

Her order for this month has been completed, and it doesn't matter whether she takes the order or not.

The commission is important, but the main thing is that Wen Wan doesn't want to have too much contact with Qiu Yiyi.

When Qiu Yiyi heard the voice on the other end of the phone, she felt it sounded familiar. She was thinking about the cheongsam, but she didn't take it to heart and looked up at Su Su.

"The teacher said it would take up to two weeks. If the time is too tight, we won't be able to take the order." Su Su grabbed her phone and checked the time with Qiu Yiyi again and again.

"Two weeks I'm fine."

Qiao Yiyi is willing to accommodate time.

After Su Su got her consent, he led her to sign the bill and measure the size of the cheongsam.

After finishing her morning work, Wen Wan remembered the Chinese medicine packet she had put in her bag, and took a taxi to the laboratory during her lunch break.

After coming out of the laboratory, she rested at a nearby cafe and bought a sandwich and a cup of hot milk.

She was watching videos and eating, thinking about making money.

My sister's medical expenses are really expensive, one hundred thousand a month. If she hadn't married into the He family these years, the two sisters would have been separated long ago.

Wen Wan was eating her sandwich when suddenly there was a shadow blocking the light in front of her eyes. She said without raising her head, "Sorry, I don't share the table."

"Are you being abused at home? You have to run out and eat junk food." A deep magnetic voice sounded above her head.

The food in her hand almost fell to the floor, and in a hurry she took a sip of milk and ran it down her chest.

"I came to do some errands nearby and my lunch time was limited, so I took care of it outside."

Wen Wan told the truth.

The ice and snow they had quarreled with last night seemed to have quietly melted away. Although He Lanchen was still not used to caring about her, it didn't feel bad.

It was a beautiful thing to be cared about by those she loved.

He Lanchen still had a sullen face, looking at the food in her hand with disgust that he couldn't hide.

"Achen, is the coffee ready yet?" A familiar soft voice sounded not far away from them.

Wen Wan was originally happy with He Lanchen's concern for her, but Qiao Yiyi's appearance broke the pink bubble that finally popped up in her heart.

People who don't belong to her will never come true.

"Stop eating these things, come with me to the restaurant to eat." He Lanchen stretched out his hand to pull Wen Wan.

Before she could refuse, Qiu Yiyi walked up to him and held his big hand, "Achen, grandma is still waiting in the restaurant, we should go."

Wen Wan's hand holding the sandwich was trembling slightly. Not only did they have lunch together, but they also went to meet the old lady of the Qiao family.

He kept saying last night that he wanted her to be careful, but what about him?

Why are only state officials allowed to set fires?

Wen Wan couldn't hide the nausea in her stomach and vomited in front of them. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands and ran towards the bathroom.

Qiao Yiyi's face immediately turned pale when she saw Wen Wan vomiting.

She asked He Lanchen tentatively, "Achen, do you think she is pregnant?"

He Lanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't think much about Wen Wan's pregnancy.

He stared at Wen Wan's leftover sandwich on the table with disdain in his eyes, "Maybe the food is unhygienic."