Are you sure you want to divorce me?

If Han Yufeng didn't even give him this bit of face, then someone would probably make irresponsible remarks.This is really annoying.

"Then that's not okay. We can go after we're done, there's no need to discuss it."

"Row."

"Look, your husband agreed without hesitation, but you just have no one to be decisive."

"But you...you can't, you'll have to work hard like this!" Han Yufeng couldn't get up until now after being pressed on the acupuncture points by the old doctor just now, and he would feel dizzy whenever he moved him.One can imagine how hard it would be if he went to the banquet in such a state a week later.

He couldn't bear to let Han Yufeng suffer even the slightest bit.Even since he fell ill, it seems that there hasn't been a day without guilt.

But he still hopes that he can avoid it if he can, if he can't avoid it... then let him stay with him.

"Honey, are you sure you can hold it? Tell me the truth."

"It's okay. I'm with you."

"..." Well, that's it again.Although he knew that Han Yufeng was reassuring himself, Wen Wenyao still felt that he had a lot of confidence.

"All right, all right. Listen to you! I listen to you! Who told you to be my boss!" Wen Wenyao leaned over and kissed Han Yufeng's pale lips, and then touched his forehead, "No Sweating. Let's try again, shall we?"

"Ah."

After getting the answer, Wen Wenyao reached out and grabbed Han Yufeng's arm, then supported Ta Feng's back, and slowly helped him up.

Han Yufeng leaned most of his body in his arms.

Although Wen Wenyao was careful enough, when he fully got up, he still felt dizzy, which made him close his eyes quickly.

"How about it?"

When he came back to his senses again, he met Wen Wenyao's worried eyes, and he couldn't help smiling, "Okay."

"That's great?" Wen Wenyao was still worried, and asked the old man again, "His reaction was so big at the first time, will it get bigger and bigger in the future?"

"It's only the first reaction." Old Mr. Qian rolled his eyes habitually.

"In the future, he will gradually get comfortable. When he doesn't respond at all, then you should be happy. This proves that he is already in good health."

"Really? Thank you, Grandpa!" Wen Wenyao let go of Han Yufeng, stood at attention, and suddenly bowed to Mr. Qian.The old man was taken aback. After being stunned, he quickly stepped forward to support him with both hands, and helped him up.

"You child, what are you doing? Get up! Get up! Grandpa doesn't pay attention to this set of etiquette."

"I know! What Grandpa means is that you pay attention to 'practical etiquette', right? I came in a hurry today and didn't bring any presents. Next time, we..."

"It's a good thing you didn't bring it. Otherwise, I might throw it out with a gift."

"The old man has walked more bridges than we have traveled. It must be because he doesn't like ordinary gifts. Why don't I have a masterpiece written by Wei Mingyu of the Liang Dynasty..."

"What did you say?! Wei Mingyu? Why do you have that book?"

"By chance, I got it by chance. What? Is the old man really interested?"

"Interested, interested! If you give me this book, then I can promise you one more request." Mr. Qian was so excited that he didn't even need to carry it. He took a step forward and came to Han Yufeng with both hands He held his hand tightly and shook it up and down, as if he didn't know how to express his excitement.

On the contrary, Wen Wenyao seemed to be worried that he would shake Han Yufeng apart, so he hurried up to separate the two of them forcibly.

Then he leaned into Han Yufeng's ear and asked softly, "Who is that Wei Mingyu?"

"A master of medicine in the Liang Dynasty."

"I see. No wonder Grandpa is so excited. You still have a way."

"..." Han Yufeng gave him a smile that concealed his merit and fame.

In the end, the two were sent out of the manor amidst Mr. Qian's thousands of thanks.Wen Wenyao couldn't recover until he got to the car.

"This is too amazing! I've never seen Grandpa lose his composure like this! What is that Wei Wei saying, is it really so powerful?"

"You don't understand. For the old man, medicine is his lifelong pursuit. Compared with his favorite medicine, other things like money can really be counted as dung."

"I understand, I understand! It's like here, compared with you, other things can be counted as dung."

Han Yufeng laughed and said, "Is there such a comparison?"

"How not?"

"Okay, yes, yes. Then go, are you still standing outside waiting for your husband to pick you up?"

"That won't work, that won't work!"

Although Han Yufeng is indeed much better now and has just undergone treatment, how dare Wen Wenyao let him really drive, so he unlocked and opened the car door, and the whole set of movements was smooth and smooth, and he was pushed into the co-pilot with lightning speed. .

Then he went to the door of the driver's cab.

"Mr. Han, has anyone ever told you that you are getting more and more handsome now?"

"Well, yes."

"Who?!" First Young Master Wen immediately showed his small fangs, and he stared at Han Yufeng with the look of "If you don't confess, you will die".

Han Yufeng raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Didn't you just say that? What's wrong? Could it be that you are not..." He deliberately elongated his tone.

"I... yes... I yes yes!"

"What is it?"

"You! I take back what I just said. It's not true that you've become handsome. It's getting worse. That's for sure."

"Heh." Han Yufeng smiled, and stopped talking, but leaned his head on the back of the chair, intending to close his eyes and rest.

Wen Wenyao didn't say anything when he saw this, but took a blanket and covered him to prevent him from catching a cold.

Finally, start the car silently, and drive the car slowly onto the road.

"I said honey, don't you consider going to the company to have a look?"

"Huh?" Han Yufeng opened his eyes and looked at him in surprise, "Do you want to go?"

"Think, you guys have released a new product... Do I want to check it out? See if it's just like the advertisement said, and you'll get drunk after smelling it."

"..." Han Yufeng didn't answer, but just stared at Wen Wenyao miraculously.

Although Wen Wenyao didn't turn his head, he also felt two strong gazes. He said unnaturally, "What? Did I say something wrong?"

"Do you know why you're drunk before you drink?"

"Why?"

"Because I smell it with my lover." This is the legendary saying, "Wine doesn't make you drunk, but you get drunk yourself."

The name of this wine is called "self-drunk".

"..." Wen Wenyao thought for a long time while waiting for the red light, and felt that Chengfeng's copywriting this time should add chicken legs, which fit his current state of mind.

Isn't being with Han Yufeng drunk every minute?