My husband is cold and heartless, we are reborn and divorced

"What kind of privacy do you have that is so shameful? Are you trying to do something bad to me? Then I have to take a closer look."

Fu Yan still lay there without letting go.

Jiang Wan put one hand inside Fu Yan's clothes.

The other hand was pulling at Fu Yan's forearm, but she couldn't make Fu Yan move at all. She now regretted that Fu Yan was not ticklish.

Otherwise, I would be able to tickle Fu Yan's spot and make him let go.

"Let me see, is it that difficult?" Jiang Wan was just curious and wanted to take a look at first. If Fu Yan hadn't protected her so secretly, she wouldn't have been so eager to know what was inside.

Now she had a mentality that the more Fu Yan protected her from seeing it, the more she wanted to see it.

"Let me take a look. Just a quick look."

Fu Yan smiled bitterly, "Not even a glance."

"If you don't show me, don't come into the room tonight. Just sleep on the floor in the study."

Fu Yan pursed his lips and stared at Jiang Wan, "Okay."

Jiang Wan was slightly surprised that Fu Yan agreed without any hesitation.

Instead of compromising, Jiang Wan wanted to know what was inside that made Fu Yan care so much about it that he was unwilling to even take a look at it.

"It's just a gift from someone else. It won't hurt if I take a look." Jiang Wan's hand moved, and it was the hand that was inside Fu Yan's clothes.

"If you don't show me, I'm going to grab you."

Fu Yan shook his head, "Jiang Wan, don't look at it, it's not mine. If it were mine, I would show it to you."

Jiang Wan smiled coldly, "You just said that this was given to you by someone else, and now you say it's not yours."

Fu Yan frowned. Did he say that?

However, the situation was urgent and he had no time to think about what he had said to Jiang Wan before.

"Anyway, you can't watch. Your legs must be numb from squatting, right? Hurry up and stand up."

Fu Yan lowered his voice to a very humble tone, just to coax Jiang Wan out, "Smell it, the chicken soup is really going to be mushy, it's stewed for you to drink."

Jiang Wan smiled lightly, "You don't want your kindness to go to waste, do you? Didn't you want to make the chicken soup for me to nourish my body? In that case, you should take care of your chicken soup now, right?"

Fu Yan gritted his teeth, his jaw clenched, "Get up and go out, I'll go watch the chicken soup."

"If you let go, I'll get up."

The current situation is that Fu Yan is pressing on the box, holding the box with both hands.

Jiang Wan also covered the box with one hand. If Fu Yan didn't let go, Jiang Wan would have no way to take the box out.

"No, this has nothing to do with you. I am so protective only because it concerns other people's privacy."

Jiang Wan frowned, "Whose privacy is it? I don't believe anyone's privacy is worth this."

Moreover, Fu Yan didn't have any close friends. If there were people who often invited him out for dinner, they were just social gatherings among colleagues.

"You mean I can't watch it? Why can't I watch it? If you mean it's about politics, didn't you also tell me about the Crown Prince? I also know about the Third Prince."

"Is there anything I can't watch?" Before Jiang Wan could finish this sentence, he saw Fu Yan's eyes fixed on him.

"What Third Prince? How do you know about the Third Prince?"

Jiang Wan remained silent.

Ah, Fu Yan didn’t mention the third prince just now. Although I knew about him, Fu Yan never mentioned him.

Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows, "You can hide it from me, why should I tell you."

Fu Yan's eyes were serious. "How did you know that?"

After the emperor found the third prince, he only told Fu Yan and his confidants.

Fu Yan didn't even tell the prince and the people around him.

There is absolutely no possibility that someone from our side said this.

Besides, the emperor’s confidants never even leave the palace, let alone meet Jiang Wan.

It couldn't possibly be something that happened to His Majesty.

Jiang Wan saw the confusion in Fu Yan's eyes. It seemed that Fu Yan was still wondering how he knew that.

This means that Fu Yan has not met Zenu yet.

He and Zenu had met before. If he had met Zenu, there was no way he didn't know that Zenu was the third prince.

I didn’t know Zenu was the third prince.

Then it is impossible that Fu Yan found out the news that the third prince is still alive on his own.

It is very likely that it was His Majesty who told Fu Yan about this matter.

Does Your Majesty trust Fu Yan so much?

"How on earth did you know that?"

It’s not that Jiang Wan couldn’t tell Fu Yan about this matter.

But why should she tell Fu Yan?

"Let me see what's in this box, and I'll tell you why I know this."

Fu Yan glanced sideways, as if he was thinking.

Jiang Wan frowned slightly, "What on earth is this? Are you still hesitating even about this?"

Fu Yan raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Wan, "It doesn't matter how you found out. You have nothing to do with the Third Prince. You just need to remember not to get involved in factional disputes."

Jiang Wan's fingertips suddenly grabbed it, the strong and powerful chest muscles...

Fu Yan's pupils shrank, as if he didn't expect Jiang Wan to do such a thing, "Jiang Wan! What are you doing?!"

Jiang Wan smiled and said, "I'm teasing you. If you don't want to be teased by me, show me the thing now."

Fu Yan didn't want to take this thing out.

But he couldn't stand Jiang Wan touching him all over, and he blushed, "Get out!"

Seemingly a little angry and humiliated, Fu Yan looked at the gangster-like Jiang Wan, his frown could almost pinch a mosquito to death.

Jiang Wan: "Are you and the Crown Prince planning something?"

Jiang Wan leaned close to his ear and said, "If you don't let go, I will call Wu Rong and Qi Hui and tell them that you and the prince are planning a rebellion."

Of course Jiang Wan was just trying to scare him.

Fu Yan's eyes deepened, and he was certain, "You won't."

Jiang Wan smiled evilly, "I am not the same Jiang Wan now, do you think I can do it?"

Fu Yan shook his head firmly, staring at Jiang Wan, "You won't, Jiang Wan."

Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment, then helplessly said, "Do you think I can do it just because you say I can't do it?"

"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you. I'm just curious. Is a box worthy of your attention?"

Jiang Wan stood up and clapped his hands.

"I'm leaving now. Go check on your soup. It's almost done."

Fu Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jiang Wan leave the kitchen. His clothes were covered with dust.

The collar on his chest was also torn into a mess by Jiang Wan, making him look unbearable to be seen in public.

He took the lead and stirred his chicken soup.

Fortunately, it was just the bottom that got stuck to the pot, so it wasn't serious.

The aroma is still delicious.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the box in his hand.

This is really something that harms people. How should we deal with it?

Fu Yan looked at the blazing firewood and simply threw it in to burn it all.

"Jiang Wan!" Fu Yan only felt a sweet fragrance suddenly rush into his nostrils, and then left quietly.

He froze in place.

But in a moment, he strode over, "Jiang Wan!"

He really thought Jiang Wan had given up, but he didn't expect that he was waiting for him here.

It’s a pity that the first thing he was worried about was the chicken soup he made for her.

Jiang Wan has already got it.

However, Fu Yan behind him grabbed his belt.

She opened the box and was about to take a look at what was inside. The next moment, Fu Yan not only grabbed Jiang Wan's belt, but also pounced on her.