My divorce is going crazy! My husband's whole family is dumbfounded

"Gu Zuoshan, why did she say thank you to me with that expression?"

Jian Ming thought that Wen Lan was playing tricks on her like a woman.

She still thinks Wen Lan is a cup of tea!

"Gu Zuoshan, let me tell you, this woman is empty-headed and pretentious. She is just a green tea!"

She continued to complain and express her dissatisfaction.

"Jian Ming, I think we should break up some time."

Gu Zuoshan shook his head. He felt that his partner was so stupid that he was hopeless.

If the elders in his family had not insisted on the two of them working together, he would never have suffered such a great humiliation today.

"Gu Zuoshan, why? I admit that my plan may have some minor problems. But..."

"There's nothing wrong with that. Jian Ming, we have a meeting with Yase tomorrow afternoon, did you know that?"

"Of course I know. I came here because of the meeting. I was fooled by Wen Lan last time. This time I must earn back the reputation of our J&G!"

Jian Ming had made sufficient preparations for this visit.

She changed the plan.

She has also thought about the lines.

Gu Zuoshan shook his head, frustrated.

But when his thoughts turned and he thought of Wen Lan, his eyes sparkled.

What an interesting woman! How does her mind work so quickly?

From a business perspective, Gu Zuoshan doesn't care much about this design case.

The money his family has is enough for him to spend for dozens of lifetimes.

From a professional perspective, he really wants to strive for this conceptual project design plan.

Moreover, when he thought of Wen Lan, and being able to be with her day and night and meet her often, he became even more determined to get her.

"Jian Ming, from now on, just shut up. If you still don't know what happened by tomorrow, then you are really..."

"What am I really?"

Jian Ming was confused.

"Stupid as a pig."

Gu Zuoshan answered.

"Also, persuade your father to stop thinking about finding a matchmaker to arrange a blind date between you and Bu Yufan. Your family is simply overestimating their own capabilities."

Gu Zuoshan said this and ran in the direction of Bu Yufan and Wen Lan.

After a whole day of field investigation, the men who were used to running around construction sites were complaining about the heat and tiredness, but Wen Lan never complained about the hard work.

So what if she's wearing a skirt?

She took pictures, took notes, and her mind raced more than anyone else present.

She recorded her real-time ideas next to the corresponding hand-drawn sketches and bravely communicated with architects and designers.

Bu Yufan looked at her drawing in surprise.

"Have you ever studied painting?"

"You mean sketching? I just learned it on the side when I was a full-time worker."

She had a colored pencil in her mouth and a liner in her hand, and answered him vaguely, not hiding the fact that she was a full-time babysitter in the past.

Before Wen Lan arrived at Dailing, she had already anticipated the real work situation she would face.

She has no experience in this field.

But relying on her own imagination and estimation, as well as the internalized abilities she has acquired since childhood, she does what she thinks she should do.

Gu Zuoshan would occasionally snatch her sketchbook and help her quickly draw a few strokes.

Wen Lan watched the structural components and patterns of the ancient houses quickly take shape under his hands, and couldn't help but thank him a few words.

"Gu Zuoshan, you are so awesome, hehe."

"You don't call me Mr. Gu?"

Wen Lan had just started to speak when Gu Zuoshan interrupted her.

"Gu Zuoshan will help Wen Lan. But Mr. Gu may not help Miss Wen."

She was articulate and could not have made her point more clearly.

Gu Zuoshan put down the pen in his hand and looked at Wen Lan thoughtfully.

"I came a little later than him, right?"

he asks.

Wen Lan was confused for a second, then immediately understood what he was talking about.

"Okay, you don't have to answer. I'm just talking to myself."

Gu Zuoshan's gaze fell back on her notebook and she picked up the pen again.

As the sun set, there was no lighting in the village.

Everyone thanked each other for their hard work and then left.

A canteen was set up for them in the village, and the aroma of food gradually filled the country roads.

Jian Ming watched Bu Yufan hug Wen Lan intimately as they walked away in the twilight.

Only then did she realize why Gu Zuoshan told her not to think about the blind date with Bu Yufan anymore.

"Could it be that Wen Lan is Bu Yufan's girlfriend?"

"But why did Gu Zuoshan say that our family is overestimating our capabilities?"

She was naturally annoyed. The Jian family had a fortune of more than one billion, so how could they be inferior to a little woman?

After returning home, Bu Yufan closed the door of the house, bolted it, and picked up Wen Lan.

"What are you doing?"

She was tired after a long day, so she curled up softly in his arms and punched his chest.

"I've been thinking about eating you all day."

Bu Yufan carried her to the bedroom on the second floor.

"You don't mind the underwear I'm wearing, which has so much fabric?"

Like a little lamb, she wrinkled her nose coquettishly, hooked her arms around his neck, and pushed against his straight nose.

"Why are you so hard to mess with, woman? Huh?"

He gazed lovingly at her eyes and her lips, his eyes lingering on them.

"Because I know you will spoil me."

She raised her eyebrows at Bu Yufan mischievously, complacently, and fearlessly.

"I want to spoil you. I want to spoil you now."

He whispered passionately, laid her on the bed and covered her.

Wen Lan stroked the muscles on his back and let him do it obediently.

His kisses were sweeping across her temples and ears madly.

She couldn't help trembling again and again, as if she had been electrocuted.

He held her so tightly that he could feel her every tremor.

"Wen Lan."

"Ok?"

Both of them had unstable breathing and tone of voice.

More than just unstable?

They were so affectionate and lingering that even their breathing blended together and intertwined wantonly.

He called her name tenderly and stopped, stopping immediately.

Many years later, when Wen Lan recalled this scene, she still admired this man very much.

"Bu Yufan, I don't care what others think. In my heart, I've already been divorced."

"Wen Lan, I don't give a fuck."

This was the first time Wen Lan heard Bu Yufan say "fuck". Not only was it not vulgar, but it was also quite interesting.

"But I care about you. It was my fault just now."

He admitted his mistake again.

Having said that, he still covered her, unwilling to separate for the moment.

"In six days and 20 hours, you will be free. I can wait, no matter how long it takes, I am willing to wait for you."

He lowered his hands from her long legs and straightened her skirt.

"Let me hold you for a while. I'm still feeling uncomfortable."

He spoke to her gruffly, quietly.

"Bu Yufan, did you not kiss me on purpose just now?"

"Yes, if I kiss your lips, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop the car."

He held her, breathing in pain.

Wen Lan sniffed his scent deeply, and his masculine scent made her addicted.

"Bu Yufan, what is your target price for the budget you will give to J&G tomorrow?"

In order to distract his attention, Wen Lan talked about something else.

Bu Yufan stretched out his finger and gestured nonchalantly.

"so much?"

This huge amount of money really scared Wen Lan.