I couldn't stand it anymore, He Shao banged me on the wall every day, asking for remarriage.

He Lanchen woke up earlier. Wen Wan, who was leaning in his arms, showed no sign of waking up. He continued to pretend to be asleep.

Since their divorce, there hadn't been many opportunities to be close to each other, and he wanted to take advantage of them.

Wen Wan took a comfortable nap. When she woke up, she found herself being held by He Lanchen. She wanted to take his arm away, but he put his arm around her waist again.

"Now that you're awake, get up and go back to the hospital."

She pushed the man lying next to her.

He Lanchen was indifferent, stretching his limbs and lying comfortably on the side, "I'm hungry. I'll talk about it after dinner tonight."

Wen Wan wanted to beat him up, but he stayed after lunch and said he wanted to take a nap. Now I woke up from my nap and said I was hungry and wanted to have dinner.

Now she finally understood why it was easier to invite gods than to send them away.

"Supper is also served in the hospital cafeteria." Wen Wan bluntly gave the ejection order.

He Lanchen put one hand behind his head, stared at the ceiling with his dark eyes, and sighed deeply, "Oh, I helped your friend, are you even reluctant to treat me to dinner?"

Wen Wan was wearing a tall hat and felt indescribably irritable.

This man is outrageous.

"Okay, then I'll prepare dinner." She gritted her teeth, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He Lanchen was lying on his side holding the quilt, and he was in a very wonderful mood.

Wen Wan finished washing and walked out of the bedroom, and He Lanchen also got out of bed. As soon as he got up, the cell phone in his suit jacket rang.

"Hey."

"Lanchen, when will you go back to your old house? Talk to grandma about your divorce from Wen Wan."

Mrs. He's angry voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

He Lanchen's big hand holding the phone tightened, and his dark eyes sank slightly, "Grandma, when did you come back?"

Grandma moved away from the He family's old house a few years after grandpa's death. She rarely came back in these years, and most of the time it was her father who went to visit in person.

"I just got home yesterday."

Mrs. He didn't hide it either.

He Lanchen thought of Wen Wan who was busy in the kitchen, and he didn't want to leave now.

There are many young talents in the Shanghai market. As long as he is not around her, there will be more than one fly flying around.

He was afraid of long nights and many dreams, so it would be best if Wen Wan could go back with him this time.

"Grandma, I have a fever. I can't go back to Jiangcheng today." He Lanchen was unwilling to miss the opportunity to be alone with Wen Wan.

Mrs. He glanced at Zhuang Jingxian, who was sitting not far away. She acted very indifferently.

"Then come back after you recover."

She did not want to forcefully force her grandson to return home.

He Lanchen's mood improved instantly after hearing her words.

"Grandma, please take a good rest first. When you have had enough rest, I will come back to accompany you." He took the opportunity to discuss the itinerary with Mrs. He.

"Okay, grandma is waiting for you to come back."

Mrs. He readily agreed to He Lanchen's request.

She didn't want to ruin her grandson's plans and schedule.

After hanging up the phone, He Lanchen walked towards the kitchen.

Wen Wan was concentrating on preparing dinner and didn't hear the footsteps behind her.

"Do you need my help?" He Lanchen stood behind her, lowered his head and asked softly in her ear.

Wen Wan was washing the ingredients. She was so frightened that she dropped the ingredients in her hand and stared at He Lanchen in shock, "Scaring people will scare them to death."

He smiled and asked, "Are you scolding me secretly in your mind? You didn't even notice that I appeared."

After she regained her composure, she walked back to the sink and bent down to wash the vegetables.

"If scolding you in my heart has any effect, I promise to do it a hundred times a day." Wen Wan expressed her dislike for He Lanchen mercilessly.

He Lanchen moved his face to her ear. The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Her face turned red quietly and her heartbeat became irregular.

Can't he just stand up straight? Why are you so close to her?

"Then do you want to come back to Jiangcheng with me? I get scolded by you every day in front of you. What do you think about it?" He Lanchen thought of a way to trick Wen Wan into going home.

She turned off the faucet and shook her head at He Lanchen's suggestion, "It's not that good. Shanghai is a good city. It's an international metropolis. I want to come out and broaden my horizons."

He Lanchen was rejected by Wen Wan, but he was not discouraged.

"Think about it carefully." His tall body leaned against her, all his weight tilted to her side, "Grandma came home and said she wanted to see you."

He Lanchen wanted to use Mrs. He's name to bring Wen Wan back to Jiangcheng. This excuse was perfect and would not arouse her suspicion.

Wen Wan lowered her head and thought about every word He Lanchen said. She couldn't think of a reason to refuse for the time being.

"I have to think about your proposal."

She didn't want to disappoint Mrs. He.

In fact, Wen Wan had never met the legendary Mrs. He at all since her marriage, but they occasionally contacted each other by phone.

"Well, I'm waiting for your reply." He Lanchen said softly, his voice low and magnetic.

Wen Wan felt that his weight was still leaning on her side, and she frowned and asked, "Can you stand up straight by yourself?"

Her words made He Lanchen

The corners of his lips curled up, and his long, lean arms circled her waist.

"I'm sick. I still have a fever and can't stand upright. Can you lend me some support?"

He Lanchen pretended to be weak and unable to take care of himself.

Wen Wan wanted to refuse, but was afraid of being unkind.

"Let's do this! I can prepare dinner myself. Can you go to the restaurant and sit and rest first?" She politely wanted to dismiss He Lanchen.

It can be considered as sending him out.

He Lanchen stood up slightly and showed a clear expression, "I must be annoying to you, right?"

"What?" Wen Wan looked at the man in front of her blankly, not understanding what he was talking about.

He stood beside her, looking down at her profile, "If you don't hate me, why do you want to let me go?"

Wen Wan thought that He Lanchen didn't understand her body weight, but she didn't expect that he not only knew it, but also shamelessly wanted to continue to lean on her.

"You are sick and need to rest, and I have to prepare dinner in the kitchen again." She pointed to her shoulder and said bluntly, "The main thing is that you are holding me down."

He Lanchen stared at the tips of Wen Wan's ears, stretched out his hand and pinched them.

"Why didn't you say I was suppressing you before?"

He gave her a nasty smirk, as if trying to bring her back to the past.

Wen Wan pushed He Lanchen's hand away and took a few steps back, "You came to my house today to thank you for saving Xiaoyi. Can you please not mention our personal matters?"

She didn't want to recall the past, and that marriage didn't have much of a good impression on her.

"Okay, don't mention it."

It was rare for He Lanchen not to sing the opposite tune.

Wen Wan continued to prepare dinner. He stood aside and watched her quietly without going out to the restaurant to wait.

The chandelier in the kitchen cast a halo of yellow light above Wen Wan's head. He Lanchen's eyes revolved around her, wanting to remember this memory of only the two of them in this human world.