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

Wen Lan walked barefoot and found the kitchen of Secretary Nan's house.

Chinese kitchen, Western kitchen, refrigerator and wine cabinet.

She didn't know which champagne tasted better, she just chose the one with the most beautiful packaging.

There was a plate of honeydew melon cut into pieces. She tasted a piece and it was sweet.

She opened her phone and looked up how to cut the bird's nest fruit, just like cutting a dragon fruit.

After it was cut, Wen Lan couldn't help but pick up a small piece and put it in her mouth.

She was eaten so hard that she bleated like a sheep.

"Mie! What's that weird smell?"

"Here it comes! Champagne and fruit are here!"

Wen Lan held the wine bottle under her armpit, holding the fruit plate in one hand and two wine glasses in the other.

"Open the champagne! I'm almost well, let's celebrate."

"Great!"

Wen Lan was overjoyed at the thought that the divorce agreement was about to be finalized.

She jumped to the entrance, away from Secretary Nan's computer.

Then he unscrewed the wire, put his finger on the bottle cap, and deliberately shook the bottle wildly several times.

"Boom!"

The bottle cap flew out and someone pushed the door open.

Thick champagne foam gushed out, right on the head.

"Wow, great!"

Wen Lan cheered. She had her back to the door and didn't know what was going on.

Nan Yunshang covered his face and rolled on the sofa while laughing.

Only then did Wen Lan feel that something was strange.

She looked back anxiously, Oh my God!

The person who came in was Bu Yufan, and the bottle of champagne sprayed all over his forehead.

According to Wen Lan's personality, she should have burst out laughing on the spot.

But seeing Bu Yufan's miserable appearance, she quickly put the champagne on the entrance table.

"I'm sorry, I'll help you wipe it."

Wen Lan almost pounced on him in a panic.

The foam not only splashed on his head, but also splashed on his shirt.

"Master Nan, what kind of crappy wine is this? Why is it pink?"

Wen Lan complained.

"Crap? You little girl, you opened my collection. You dare to call Dom Perifnon a crap wine?"

Secretary Nan was dissatisfied.

"What did you call him?"

"Why are you here?"

Bu Yufan was inexplicably doused with champagne, but he was not angry.

However, when he asked Wenlan these two questions, there was a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

"Ah! Nothing, just joking."

"I'll help you wipe it, sorry sorry!"

Wen Lan apologized to Bu Yufan anxiously. She stood on tiptoe and used the sleeve of her thin coat to wipe his hair.

That little sleeve is not enough.

Wen Lan took off the thin sweater in a few seconds, rolled it into a ball, and continued to help him clean up.

Bu Yufan was such a clean person. Wen Lan used her clothes to wipe his hair all over his head, but he didn't dodge or evade.

He looked at Wen Lan working on him carefully and deeply, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Where is your bathroom, Secretary Nan?"

Bu Yufan's face was still a little sticky.

Without waiting for Nan Yunshang to answer, Bu Yufan grabbed Wen Lan's hand and took her over.

Wen Lan wet the disposable face towel and handed him the warm tissue.

"Secretary Nan is helping me draft a divorce agreement."

She smoothed her hair naturally, and the fluffy and flowing hair fell down softly.

"Oh."

He sighed and stopped asking.

"I stained your shirt again."

Wen Lan subconsciously touched the pink champagne mark on the fabric on his chest.

"Did you remember to apply the medicine at night?"

Bu Yufan pinched her arm and suddenly asked.

"What medicine?"

Wen Lan had forgotten everything completely.

"Oh!"

She suddenly realized that he still remembered her burns.

"I forgot."

She said apologetically.

"Wen Lan! Wen Lan!"

Secretary Nan was calling her desperately in the living room.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry. I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore."

Secretary Nan’s face turned pale and she clamped her legs tightly together.

Wen Lan looked at Bu Yufan, and they looked at each other in surprise.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you?"

Wen Lan hurried to help him.

"What did you give me to eat? Why this reaction?"

Secretary Nan pointed to the fruit plate.

Wen Lan saw that the bird's nest fruits she had cut, which made her scream like a sheep, had almost all gone into Nan Yunshang's stomach.

“Even laxatives don’t work that fast!”

After Secretary Nan said this, he quickly ran to the bathroom on the first floor, leaving behind a trail of exhaust gas.

Wen Lan couldn't hold it in any longer and she couldn't straighten her back because of laughing.

Bu Yufan also changed his usual serious attitude and laughed along with her.

The more the two laughed, the more they wanted to laugh. Wen Lan punched and pushed Bu Yufan's shoulders.

“I laughed so hard that tears came out!”

She unconsciously wrapped her arms around Bu Yufan, and tears from her laughter fell on his shoulder.

Beneath those few inches of silky fabric were his firm arm muscles.

The masculine sense of power made Wen Lan suddenly realize her own gaffe.

"I'm sorry, I just think this is too funny."

Bu Yufan smiled again, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Let's go. He won't be out for a while."

He picked up the car keys that he had casually dropped.

"You are not allowed to touch this door again."

Wen Lan was about to reach out to open the door, but was stopped in time by Bu Yufan.

He opened the hidden handle of the DBX and helped Wen Lan get in the car first.

"Give me your hand."

After fastening his seat belt, Bu Yufan was not in a hurry to drive, but held Wen Lan's arm with one hand.

"This medicine has a bad smell, but it works very well for burns."

Bu Yufan took out a tube of ointment from his trouser pocket, the same one he bought for Wen Lan.

"Why are there two ointments?"

Wen Lan was surprised.

"I bought two originally. I wanted to apply the medicine to you just now, but my brother interrupted me."

He applied medicine to her gently.

"How do you know this medicine is effective?"

Wen Lan didn't want to ask.

Bu Yufan raised his eyelids and looked into her eyes sincerely.

"You've seen the wounds on my body. I've used it."

When Wen Lan thought of his life experience, her expression changed slightly.

"You were still scared at my house that day, weren't you?"

Bu Yufan seemed to be very concerned about the change in her expression and asked her about what happened that day.

"No."

Wen Lan shook her head firmly.

"I'm not scared, I'm heartbroken."

She told Bu Yufan her feelings honestly.

The burn ointment on her wrist began to take effect, and Wen Lan took a breath of cool air.

He bent his head and blew gently on her wound.

Wen Lan was confused for a while.

It's just a burn on my body, but it hurts so much.

That Bu Yufan, those scars on his body...

How did he get through it.

The next day, Zhou Yajun sent a message to Wen Lan.

"Lanlan, I have to go back to my hometown in the next few days. I may be gone for more than half a month."

"Auntie Zhou, what happened?"

"My youngest son is getting married in a few days. I'm already on the high-speed train."

Wen Lan put down her phone and couldn't help frowning.

It turned out that Aunt Zhou remarried and had another child.

When will she and Bu Yufan be able to restore their mother-son relationship?

During lunch break, Wen Lan stewed fish maw for Bu Yufan as usual.

He didn't like to eat this sticky stuff, so she had to use both soft and hard methods.

Today she made fish maw and lean meat stewed with Polygonatum odoratum and Adenophora sibiricum.

Wen Lan wrote down the effects of each one, and it was another densely packed note.

She notified the people in the secretary's office to come down and get it.

In the afternoon, Wen Lan wanted to go to the hospital to get some pediatric home medicine.

But she could never have imagined that she would get into such huge trouble.