Are you sure you want to divorce me?

Wen Wenyao "took care" of Han Yufeng for a night here, to be precise, he was forced.

Because after he finally completed the hospitalization procedures and entered the ward assigned to Han Yufeng, he received a call from his dear father.He hurried out of the ward to answer.

Unsurprisingly, there was another roar on the other end of the phone, which made Wen Wenyao couldn't help but take the phone away.

"Wen Wenyao, listen, leave the hospital tomorrow and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate."

"Dad! What the hell are you doing?"

"What are you doing? You don't live up to your expectations, and you still don't allow dad to find a son-in-law who will take the long way? It's okay, son," Wen Yehua on the other end of the phone deliberately softened his tone, trying to reason with him, "Let You married Han Yufeng, not because Dad was impulsive, or as you think, just looking for foreign aid for yourself. It is true that Dad and Chengfeng want to cooperate to develop new products, but it is not necessary to use your own son as a bargaining chip."

"Then Dad, tell me the reason for doing this, I will die to understand. Just tell me, and I promise to obediently go to get the certificate from him tomorrow!"

"..." Wen Yehua suddenly realized that he seemed to have talked too much, so he took a hard breath, "What do you do now that you know so much? In short, there are only advantages and no disadvantages in the marriage of two families, and you will understand later of."

"Dad! How can you make me..."

"Beep beep..."

"Dad!" Wen Wenyao stared at the phone in his hand with resentment, his eyes almost popped out, but it was still useless, Wen Yehua hung up the phone as soon as he said it, leaving himself full of questions and resentment.

Back in the ward, he naturally vented his dissatisfaction on Han Yufeng again, regardless of whether he was ready to rest or not.

But this time he didn't intend to be so impulsive, because every time he was impulsive, he would suffer in the end.This surname Han's method is very clever, he is obviously seeking personal gain for himself, but he still acts as if he is always thinking of him.What's ridiculous is that my father just followed his tricks and was coaxed into circles by him.

"Han Dong, do you really want to marry me?"

"What do you think?" Han Yufeng still had that calm look, but he pushed the ball back to him, making Wen Wenyao want to hit someone even more in anger.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, "Han Dong, I don't want to play guessing games with you here. In a word, why are you willing to give up marrying me?"

"Could it be that you want to go back on your word? Young Master Wen, don't forget what you promised just now."

"You!" Only then did Wen Wenyao remember that "to get the certificate tomorrow" was the first thing he brought up, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit wrong, and didn't know what to say.

"Han Dong, why me? If you just want to get married, why does it have to be me? The Jiang family, the Xi family, they all have daughters."

"You think I just want to get married?"

"Isn't it?" Wen Wenyao asked subconsciously, only to realize that this sentence seemed too hurtful when he blurted it out, so he hurriedly thought of remedies.

But before he could say anything else, Han Yufeng had already said, "Just take it as me."

It wasn't just a little bit of a weak tone, which made Wen Wenyao puzzled.

"Hey you……"

"It's late, you should sleep here too, and you have to get up early tomorrow." Han Yufeng raised his finger and pointed to another bed not far away, and then lay down on his own, with his back to Wen Wenyao, not knowing What kind of temper is it.

Obviously the one who should be angry is yourself, isn't it?

Wen Wenyao stayed where he was for a long time, and when he saw that he really didn't pay attention to him anymore, he stepped on the accent on purpose and walked to another bed, turned over and lay down, facing the wall angrily.Therefore, he did not see Han Yufeng's suddenly curled up body after he turned around.