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

Jiang Wan was also led to the side, and she didn't know what was going on with her.

It always feels weird.

When she went in and came out, the person who brought her there was gone.

Jiang Wan looked around. It couldn't be that he treated him like this just because he saw that he was not liked by his young lady, right?

Jiang Wan shook his head, "Ouch, I feel dizzy."

Jiang Wan's eyes were shaking.

Another little maid appeared in front of him, "Master Wan."

Jiang Wan raised his eyes and looked over. "What's the matter?"

Her voice was so hoarse that even she couldn't hear it.

Maybe I caught a cold because of the wind just now.

"I will lead the way for you."

Jiang Wan nodded and followed her.

The maid led her along the way.

Jiang Wan looked at the direction and felt dizzy. He couldn't see anything clearly, let alone tell the direction.

But when he got outside the door, he realized that the maid had actually sent him out.

Jiang Wan looked towards the back door of the Nan Mansion.

I smiled and said, thank you very much.

I gave her an excuse because she was afraid that she would be completely drunk and unconscious if she went back.

Jiang Wan staggered towards his hotel.

After changing clothes, you have to go back.

At the Nan Mansion, Lord Nan was sending people to look for Master Wan. “Why hasn’t he come back in such a long time? Did he fall?”

Fu Yan also frequently looked in the direction where Master Wan left.

Nan Minmin gave a look to the maid who was walking towards her.

The maid knelt in front of Master Nan and said, "Master Nan, Master Wan was drunk just now. He insisted on running out and went out through the back door. I couldn't stop him, so I asked someone to send Master Wan back. Master, don't worry."

"Ah, he doesn't show it on his face at all. It turns out he is really drunk."

Fu Yan looked at the maid and then at Nan Minmin.

Nan Minmin was delighted to see that Fu Yan finally looked at her.

Fu Yan glanced at the attendant beside him. The attendant lowered his head very tactfully, as if saying something to Fu Yan. Fu Yan frowned after hearing it.

Nan Minmin finally pushed Mr. Wan away and wanted to sit next to Fu Yan.

But then Fu Yan stood up and said that he had something to do at home and had to leave first.

He and the servants around him all looked worried.

Mr. Nan did not suspect anything and even asked Fu Yan if there was any emergency at home.

He even stood up to see Fu Yan off.

Fu Yan nodded and said, "My wife went out today and got frightened. I have to go back quickly."

"Master Fu's wife has come to Jiangnan?"

"Why didn't you come together before? Why are you here now?"

Nan Minmin frowned and muttered, "Why did you get frightened at this moment? I'm afraid you're afraid of Fu Yan..."

Fu Yan's stern eyes looked at her, shooting at her like an icy arrow.

Nan Minmin shrank her neck. Did Fu Yan hear it?

Nan Minmin lowered her head.

It would not be a good idea for Lord Nan to stay any longer, and the banquet was almost over. Even if Fu Yan hadn't suggested it, he would have left after a while.

Lord Nan sent Fu Yan to the door.

A group of officials were left out at the table. Fu Yan looked at Lord Nan with a deeper look, fearing that Lord Nan did not really treat him sincerely.

He was parachuted in from the capital, and was not well received by other officials. In addition, Lord Nan now praised Fu Yan so highly.

Everyone had a smile on their face, but no one knew what they were planning in their hearts.

Fu Yan didn't say anything. He nodded to Lord Nan and left.

Wait until Lord Nan goes in.

Fu Yan asked the coachman to go to the back door of the Nan Mansion.

Search all the way.

He drew aside the curtain and looked, but he still did not see Master Wan.

Leaving two followers to look for him, Fu Yan ordered the coachman to ride back.

Fu Yan calculated the time and thought Jiang Wan should be asleep by now.

He looked at himself, then pulled at the collar of his shirt and sniffed gently.

Even though he had restrained himself, there was still a strong smell of alcohol.

"Master, we're here."

Fu Yan got off the carriage and looked inside.

Sure enough, there was no light in the room, but Sui Lin was standing nearby with a lamp on.

"Is Madam asleep?"

Sui Lin nodded.

The moon was rising above the branches, and on the high wall, a pair of white hands were clinging.

Jiang Wan's heavy breathing hit it.

Fortunately, she deliberately stuffed a pillow on the bed, and Fu Yan should still be at the banquet now.

You have to hurry in.

Jiang Wan had just changed his clothes and washed off the smell of alcohol on his body.

But if you smell it carefully, you can still smell the smell of alcohol.

She planned to go back and get some powder to cover it up.

"what."

Jiang Wan's legs slipped several times before he finally climbed up.

How she wished she were a cat at this moment.

This way you don't have to climb so hard...

"what......"

Jiang Wan was already drunk and dizzy, and when he climbed over, his feet slipped and he immediately slid down the wall.

"what--!"

The whole person knelt on the ground.

"It hurts..." Jiang Wan hugged a big rock next to him and felt his knee bleeding.

Jiang Wan hugged his knees and tried to stand up quickly.

But lying here drowsy.

"Jiang Wan..."

Jiang Wan?

Are you calling her?

Jiang Wan closed his eyes, raised his head and turned towards the source of the sound.

I couldn't see anything, it was pitch black.

"Who's calling me?" she muttered.

Fu Yan looked at Jiang Wan, who was lying on the ground with his butt sticking up and looking up at the sky with his eyes closed.

Fu Yan: "..."

With her brows furrowed, she looked at Sui Lin beside her, "Isn't he asleep?"

Sui Lin: “…” How would he know? You couldn’t let him go in and lift the quilt to check on the lady while she was asleep, right?

Feeling that it was inappropriate to have servants around Jiang Wan in this state, Fu Yan called Sui Lin down.

"Who called me?" Jiang Wan continued to look for someone with his eyes closed.

Fu Yan: "......"

He walked over slowly and saw Jiang Wan burying his face in the grass on the ground.

Fu Yan ran over and lifted up Jiang Wan's face.

Jiang Wan seemed to have just taken a shower. His body was filled with the strong scent of soapberries. The hair on his forehead was soaked, and the hair on his neck was also wet.

By the moonlight, I can glimpse the beautiful woman's rosy face.

Fu Yan frowned even more tightly, "Jiang Wan, have you been drinking?"

Jiang Wan pulled the grass out of his hand and held Fu Yan's wrist, "I ate a lot."

Jiang Wan smacked his lips and mumbled incoherently: "There are plums...that's delicious."

Jiang Wan muttered and swallowed.

Fu Yan was leaning over at this time, with his left knee on the floor.

Jiang Wan's face was held in his palm. He lowered his eyelashes and stared at the person in front of him carefully, "How did you get out?"

Jiang Wan suddenly frowned and pursed his lips, "It hurts..."

Fu Yan's expression changed, and the hand that was supporting her chin moved to her waist.

Jiang Wan felt as if the world was spinning around him, and he was enveloped by a cool and refreshing breath.

The familiar smell made her feel a little more at ease.

She whimpered and hugged the man's neck tightly.

Fu Yan lowered his head.

His eyes paused for a few seconds on Jiang Wan's torn dress.

Then he carried the person steadily into the house.