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

Bu Yufan picked up the car at B1 and was about to take care of Wen Lan before getting in the car.

"I'll drive."

Wen Lan took the key from him, walked around the front of the car and opened the driver's door.

"Did I ever tell you not to touch that doorknob again?"

He was unhappy and worried that her fingernails would break again.

"I'm not that squeamish. You should just take care of yourself."

She was not happy either. Who would pick a fight for no reason?

"I'll take you home first."

Wen Lan started the car skillfully.

"Wen Lan, you don't need to ask for my permission to drive my car and enter my house now?"

He sat in the passenger seat, glancing at her.

"Okay. Then I'll drive your car one more time and go to your house one more time, but I'll never go there again."

She gripped the steering wheel and spoke back swiftly.

"Never go again?"

Bu Yufan immediately stopped Wen Lan from continuing.

That ominous feeling came over me again.

Why are all the things she said today so weird and unlucky?

"Bu Yufan, why do you want to practice this? Fighting? Or is it called fighting, boxing or something like that?"

"To avoid being beaten, and to protect the people I want to protect."

He answered without hesitation.

"You? Were you beaten?"

She thought of the injuries on his body and her heart skipped a beat.

"After some time, I will tell you about my past."

Bu Yufan answered frankly.

"Are you hungry? If I want to cook for you, should I ask for your permission now?"

Wen Lan retorted quickly.

What a sharp-tongued woman.

Bu Yufan smiled. He couldn't afford to offend her.

"At home, there's really nothing to eat today. How about eating out?"

He found the navigation for her and asked Wen Lan to drive to a nearby Jiangnan restaurant.

"What about your family? Not only is there nothing to eat today."

Although she talked back, Wen Lan obeyed and drove the car to the private garden.

The Jiangnan cuisine here is exceptionally authentic and exquisite.

They ordered three-color mandarin fish, Longjing shrimp, stir-fried pork with lotus root and water chestnuts, and a plate of pine crab soup.

"I've eaten this meal with you, can you also go somewhere with me?"

After paying the bill, Wen Lan suggested.

"Of course."

Bu Yufan agreed without hesitation, as he didn't want to be separated from her so early.

Wen Lan drove her Aston Martin and took her husband, the president, to Sam's.

Seeing his eyes full of curiosity, Wen Lan wanted to laugh.

Who is this?

He lives in a top-notch mansion in a first-tier city, but has never even been to a large supermarket.

Wen Lan opened the membership card on the APP and took Bu Yufan in.

Wen Lan picked up all the things she usually bought, including grains, oils, seasonings, dairy products, baked goods, raw abalones, cooked shrimps, steaks and lamb chops.

“Let’s go line up for a taste test!”

She dragged him along, drank the free drinks, and ate the freshly grilled skewers.

"This cake is delicious too! Please give me another one."

After eating the durian cake, she went to get the black truffle rice dumplings.

"Yeah! Delicious!"

Bu Yufan nodded frantically and stuffed a few boxes of rice dumplings into the shopping cart.

"Try some watermelon?"

Wen Lan went to get two portions of watermelon.

After a while, the car was full.

"Bu Yufan, why did you buy double portions of these?"

Wen Lan pointed at the blueberries, mangoes and cake steaks.

"This is for Nuan Nuan. Have you forgotten your daughter?"

He answered her naturally while pushing the shopping cart.

And what he said was "You forgot about your daughter"?

Instead of "You forgot about your daughter"?

The difference of this one word creates a completely different artistic conception.

Wen Lan didn't expect him to give such an answer. She was a little surprised, but also a little warm.

……

Anlia came out of the gym, went home, changed her clothes, and went out.

Seeing that Leah was dressed up carefully, her mother asked a few questions.

"Liya, are you going out on a date?"

"Yup!"

Anlia applied a layer of wine-red glossy lip gloss and drew her eyeliner a little thicker.

"Dressed so formally? Are you going to look for Bu Yufan?"

Her mother inquired.

"Mom, I'm staying out tonight, don't wait for me."

An Liya smiled, put on a pair of high-heeled sandals and went out.

She took a taxi to the love hotel where she and Han Kai checked into a room last time.

After booking a room, he sent a message to Han Kai, and the gangster came as invited.

"Today, you can play however you want."

Anlia turned on the ambient light.

"Anlia, I don't have time to deal with you today."

Han Kai changed his mind.

An Liya's face changed, not knowing what he was up to.

"Don't worry. I lost some money playing cards. Fatty liked you very much the last time he saw you."

Han Kai held An Liya's chin and tasted her lipstick.

"Then you have to trouble me to pay off my debt and serve Fatty well tonight."

As soon as the greasy man with a big belly entered the room, Anlia recognized him as the man who touched her hand last time.

After Han Kai left, An Liya put forward the conditions first.

"Fat brother, can you help me get rid of a woman? She is prettier than me."

"As long as you agree, I'm yours tonight."

"Beautiful lady, please behave well."

The fat guy lifted up her clothes, loosened her belt, and lifted her skirt.

A huge, hard belly pressed Anlia firmly against the bed.

On Saturday afternoon, Wen Lan met with her scumbag husband Song Yinong to discuss the divorce agreement.

"Wen Lan, I don't have any savings. All my money is used for family living expenses."

This is what Song Yinong said when he came up.

It seems that he did a lot of homework behind the scenes.

"I didn't talk about the bank account balance, why are you in such a hurry?"

Wen Lan didn't want to be led by Song Yinong.

She has to control the thinking and pace of the divorce negotiations.

"Song Yinong, let's talk about the division of the provident fund first."

"You even want the provident fund? Why should I give it to you?"

The scumbag was obviously a little surprised.

"This is the common property after marriage, I must have it."

"Please, check the balance of your provident fund in front of me."

Wen Lan expected that he would resist.

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then I will entrust a lawyer to apply for an investigation order from the court."

The bad husband asked, Wen Lan answered, and there was give and take.

"Investigation warrant? You sound like it's real. Are you kidding me?"

"If you really push me to this point, then I will investigate more than just your provident fund."

After hearing this, Song Yinong remained silent.

"How about this, let me find out. Okay?"

"Okay. Next Saturday will be the second negotiation between you and me."

"I will try to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to sign the divorce agreement by the end of this month."

Wen Lan agreed.

"The next content of the agreement is compensation for housework!"

Wen Lan dropped a bombshell.

"Compensation for housework?"

Song Yinong thought he had heard it wrong.

"I've been married to you for so many years, and you never come home, let alone do housework."

"My request for compensation for housework is reasonable and legal."

Wen Lan was not just doing this for the money, but also to prove herself.

The negotiation location she chose this time was the lobby bar of an old hotel near Qinfangyuan.

Turn left here and walk 50 meters out to the police station.

On the right is the real estate agent who will be meeting with the buyer later.

Moreover, the hotel lobby bar is crowded with people and there are security guards on duty.

So this time, Wen Lan didn't ask her friends to protect her.

"Don't give her a penny!"

Before Song Yinong could say anything, Jia Hudie's loud voice resounded throughout the hotel.