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

The muscles on Bu Yufan's back are even more clearly defined.

When Wen Lan's fingers stroked him, he trembled slightly under her hand as if he was electrocuted.

Wen Lan was wearing a cold green moco collared dress today with several stylish straps wrapped around her shoulders.

When she moved like this, the sweat flowed down like a river along the rise and fall of her chest, carrying his body temperature with it.

"What brings you here?"

Bu Yufan and she both noticed this detail, which obviously did not involve any physical contact, but seemed to stir up love, and both of them felt a little uncomfortable.

"I'm here to give this to you."

Wen Lan took out the document and told Bu Yufan the whole story.

"Why make this trip when you can just call me?"

Bu Yufan thought of the sandbag just now, and felt scared if it had hit her.

"Where do I get your phone number?"

Wen Lan muttered.

"You have Nan Yunshang's phone number and his WeChat, but you don't have mine, right?"

Bu Yufan was finding fault for no reason.

"Give me your phone."

The tone was commanding, but the words were full of tenderness.

Wen Lan took out her cell phone and obediently added him.

"Are you okay? If you are, I'll leave first."

Both of them felt that the atmosphere was not right, and Wen Lan wanted to slip away.

"Don't leave!"

Bu Yufan grabbed her arm.

"Since you are here, I will teach you a trick. Remember, when you encounter danger, the first thing you should do is to run away. Don't let yourself be harmed."

He was talking about Wen Lan's scumbag husband who once beat her.

"But how can I learn from you when I'm dressed like this today?"

Wen Lan lifted up her skirt.

"When someone wants to bully you, who cares what you are wearing?"

What he said was right. Wen Lan lowered her head and pouted slightly.

She was just dissatisfied with Bu Yufan's harsh tone.

Bu Yufan walked behind Wen Lan, put his arm around her waist, and gently pulled her into his arms.

"Can you try to break free?"

No matter how Wen Lan struggled in his arms, he held her tightly.

Bu Yufan changed directions several times and she had no power to fight back.

On the contrary, because he hugged her in circles several times, her face was red and hot.

"Why are you blushing?"

He naturally noticed that something was wrong with her and asked her on purpose.

"I tell you, in the face of power, counterattacks and self-defense are useless."

"And you said you would teach me?"

Wen Lan looked at him with dissatisfaction.

"Do you have a key?"

Wen Lan took out a bunch of keys from her bag and handed them to Bu Yufan.

"Give me your hand."

Bu Yufan took her hand.

Then, Wen Lan saw him put the keys between her fingers one by one.

"What is this? It looks weird."

"Tiger fingers."

His tone was calm as he helped her adjust the angle.

"Remember, even if you paddle it like this, most people can't stand it."

Bu Yufan held her hand and taught her the movements.

Wen Lan raised her face and looked at him quietly. The lines of her profile were quite strong and beautiful.

He lowered his head and found her looking at him, and Wen Lan's eyes immediately avoided her.

"I don't want you to ever need this."

He said it straight.

“The best way to protect yourself is to not put yourself in danger.”

He took the key from her fingers and rubbed her fingers.

"I know that ordinary people like me will not have those ups and downs and bizarre things happen to them."

Wen Lan smiled.

After hearing this, Bu Yufan felt a little uncomfortable.

The more she said this, the more uneasy he seemed.

"Yufan, want to fight?"

A voice came from far away.

“It’s my coach.”

Bu Yufan leaned close to Wen Lan's ear and explained softly to her.

"You? Do you want to go first? I'm afraid you'll be scared seeing this."

"Is it okay not to fight? I'm scared just hearing that."

Wen Lan asked back with some fear.

What comes out of your mouth is often the truth.

A trace of palpitation flashed through Bu Yufan's heart.

"Don't worry, it's just daily training. I won't get hurt."

"But it hurts!"

She blurted out again.

"Who is this?"

Bu Yufan's fighting coach was quite surprised when he saw Wen Lan.

He had never seen any woman around Bu Yufan.

"Tiger, Brother Tai. This is Wen Lan."

Bu Yufan introduced them to each other.

Wen Lan watched them put on their protective gear and engage in a head-on fight with each other, punching and kicking.

The sound of the blows made her heart jump.

At first she bit her fingers and tried to take a few glances.

In the end, I simply turned my back and didn't want to look at her again.

"Bu Yufan, you are a little distracted today."

Tiger put away his fist and spoke bluntly.

Bu Yufan took off his protective gear, took Wen Lan to the rest area, and opened a bottle of sparkling water for her.

"Wait for me a moment, ten minutes at most."

Then, he quickly went to shower and change his clothes, and with his hair still wet, he ran back to Wen Lan.

Wen Lan was chatting with Secretary Nan, speaking incoherently, and was startled by him.

"Why don't you blow dry your hair?"

She looked at his thick, wet hair.

"I'm afraid you're getting impatient waiting. Let's go."

Wen Lan followed Bu Yufan to the elevator hall.

He walked in front, and the scent of his body floated around Wen Lan.

It was a light scent of rosemary mixed with a hint of soap, very clean and manly.

Drops of water would drip from his hair from time to time.

Wen Lan took out a handkerchief and wiped him several times naturally.

The elevator arrived quickly, and Bu Yufan politely escorted Wen Lan in.

Coincidentally, this scene was seen completely by An Liya who had just come out of the gym.

"Miss An, have you finished your exercise today?"

The front desk clerk at the gym saw Anlia coming out and took the initiative to say goodbye to her.

"Oh, yes."

She responded absentmindedly.

Then she asked the front desk.

"Do you know the man who just came downstairs? Is his last name Bu?"

Anlia began to ask questions.

"You mean Mr. Bu? He is a friend of our boss and a major shareholder of our gym."

The front desk receptionist answered.

"Who is the woman who went downstairs with him?"

An Liya continued to inquire about the news.

"I'm not sure about that. But Mr. Bu never brought a female companion before. I think they should be..."

The receptionist smiled but said nothing.

An Liya clutched the corner of her clothes and clenched her fists tightly.

"Wen Lan! This bitch, you didn't listen to my warning, did you?"

"I clearly warned you that you are not allowed to snatch things I like from me!"

An Liya cursed Wen Lan in her heart, and a fierce light flashed in her eyes.

She pressed the elevator button slowly, plotting a scheme in her mind.

"Hey, Han Kai. I want to see you."

An Liya took the initiative to call Han Kai.

"Hey! Anlia! Why, after you got a taste of the sweetness that night, you still want it?"

Every word Han Kai said was filled with humiliation and innuendo.

"Yeah, I've been thinking about it for a long time. You really know how to play."

An Liya caters to his preferences.

"Then tonight, at the old place, you book a room and wait for me obediently!"

Han Kai instructed An Liya on the phone.