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

This hot summer afternoon feels like an oven.

Wen Lan checked the route and walked to the bus stop to wait for the bus.

Fortunately, this direct bus is quite convenient.

There weren't many people in the hospital.

She paid for the medicine, picked up the bag on her shoulder, and walked towards the hall.

Just as I was about to go out, I met An Liya who had just completed the resignation procedures.

"Doctor An, do you remember me? I'm Wen Lan."

Wen Lan ran up quickly.

"It's you? I remember."

An Liya's expression changed and her tone became unfriendly.

"Dr. An, thank you for last time."

"no need thank me?"

An Liya's tone was not good.

"Oh, thank you for saving my daughter in time."

Wen Lan said to her sincerely.

"Thank me? Then buy me a cup of coffee."

Anlia suggested.

"Of course." Wen Lan agreed readily.

The shopping mall in the city center was very close to the hospital, and the two women walked all the way there.

In a coffee shop.

As Anlia approached the bar aggressively and asked the barista to add syrup countless times.

The barista also recognized Anlia.

He knew he couldn't win over this customer, so he had to add more syrup to Anlia's bowl than last time.

Then, he whispered with his colleague and looked at her strangely.

Wen Lan naturally saw all of this.

"Doctor An, are you taking a break today?"

Wen Lan was looking for a topic.

An Liya held the coffee in her hand and her expression changed instantly.

"Why are you telling me this? Why are you pretending to be so kind?"

An Liya changes her attitude faster than turning the pages of a book.

"I'm telling you, no one can snatch what I, An Liya, want from me!"

An Liya suddenly started cursing at Wen Lan.

"I'm warning you! Don't show up in front of me, and you are not allowed to see my boyfriend again."

"If you dare to mess with me, I'll have someone force you to hug me! Hahaha!"

"Are you scared? Why don't you say anything? Why don't you say anything?"

Anlia screamed at the top of her lungs.

She opened the lid of the coffee cup, and before Wen Lan had time to react, the cup of coffee spilled on her.

The sticky syrup stretched across the table, the floor, and Wen Lan's clothes.

When the shop assistants saw An Liya walking away, they came over to help Wen Lan.

"Ma'am, are you okay?"

The guests around were also whispering.

"Excuse me, let me clean it up."

Wen Lan was relatively calm.

"Ma'am, it's okay, we'll do it."

The shop assistants brought mops and wet cloths.

"Ma'am, your friend seems to be in a bad mental state."

"I was the one who received her last time. She was so fierce and asked me to add so much syrup."

The barista who was making coffee for Anlia made a gesture and whispered to Wen Lan.

Wen Lan nodded and said thank you softly.

She walked out of the coffee shop's door leading to the mall and didn't see Anlia again.

In the bathroom, she roughly wiped the coffee off her body.

Then, she called her childhood friend and best friend Meng Jingran.

Meng Jingran is a doctor in the psychological counseling clinic.

But Jingran didn't answer the phone, probably because she was working.

Wen Lan looked at the large, eye-catching coffee stain on her clothes. It was not a good idea to go home like this.

She went straight to the women's clothing floor on the third floor and wanted to pick out a skirt at Pinko.

"Miss, would you like to try this one?"

The salesgirl strongly recommended Wenlan to try the latest model.

This is a midi-style sleeveless wide-strap dress that stretches from waist to calf, and it's incredibly beautiful.

Wen Lan likes both colors.

"Try it, you have such a great figure!"

The salesgirl seduced her.

Between Iris Purple and Capri Blue, Wen Lan chose the latter.

Although this skirt is a sleeveless suspender style, the straps are very wide, which makes it look very classy and not at all vulgar.

Wen Lan came out of the fitting room.

"Miss, buy it. I'm not saying this, but not everyone can wear this color."

Wen Lan smiled. She also thought that the cut and fabric of this skirt were very special.

Other customers in the counter also came over and wanted to try on Wen Lan's skirt.

Purple is easier to control.

This Capri blue skirt would be a disaster if not worn properly.

After paying the bill, Wen Lan took the elevator downstairs wearing the skirt.

Meng Jingran called Wen Lan back.

"What's the matter? Tell me now."

When the relationship between friends is good enough, there is no need for small talk.

Wen Lan briefly recounted Anlia's madness today and the theft last time.

"Based on what you said, I think it's more likely that he's pretending to be crazy."

"Of course, I'm not saying she doesn't have any problems at all."

Meng Jingran is a ruthless man who doesn't talk much.

"I'll listen to your words."

Wen Lan laughed at her.

"Hey, why do you mind your own business? She is not yours."

Meng Jingran advised her to mind her own business.

"You're right. But she's my boss's friend, and I just can't ignore her."

"Wen Lan, you have been so silly since you were a child. Just leave it alone when I tell you to."

"Okay! That's it, then."

Wen Lan was very receptive to advice.

While she was talking to Jingran on the phone, she unknowingly walked to the luxury brand area.

A white shirt was displayed on the model and looked very familiar.

Wen Lan took a breath, suddenly realized what was going on, and hurried in.

"Hello, young lady."

The salesgirl greeted me politely.

Wen Lan carefully compared the details of the dress in her memory, and it was this one.

"Miss, this is our new model. Are you buying it for your boyfriend?"

Wen Lan quickly shook her head, "No, it's a gift for someone else."

"This one is made of silk and lyocell, and the style is youthful and casual."

Wen Lan chose the size and bought a beige rattan checkered tie.

When they were opening champagne that night, she soiled Bu Yufan's DIOR shirt, so she considered the tie as interest.

"Miss, would you like to see the bag? This style goes well with your skirt."

Wen Lan tried the my ABC handed to her by the salesgirl. The wide shoulder straps were quite comfortable to carry.

She nodded with satisfaction at the mirror, picked out the letters she liked and fastened them to the shoulder straps.

"Could you please help me choose another men's shirt? It has to be different from this one."

Wen Lan asked the salesgirl for help.

In less than ten minutes, Wen Lan walked out of DIOR.

When she has no money, she doesn't cry about being poor.

When she has the purchasing power, she will not compromise herself.

She can give, but she cannot sacrifice.

Because that's not necessary at all.

Any relationship gained through self-sacrifice will never be happy or lasting.

After Anliya and Wen Lan separated, she was in a very good mood.

How could a woman like Wen Lan be her rival? How could she be qualified to compete with her for things?

He just used a little trick, pretended to be a little crazy and acted a little stupid, and then he splashed coffee all over Wen Lan, embarrassing her in public.

"Humph! If you try to snatch it from me again, I will really find someone to force you to hug me!"

An Liya thought of Han Kai's bad friends.

Thinking of the dirty jokes and her big belly, she felt even more proud.