Are you sure you want to divorce me?

Wen Wenyao couldn't speak at all, so he could only silently stand aside as the background board.At this time, he finally deeply realized that the past few years of his life were wasted, and he had a diploma in vain, but it was useless at all. Even if he really joined his company, it would not be of any help.

But Han Yufeng is different, he is recognized as a business genius in the industry, with him, Wen Wenyao can go to ask even if there is something he doesn't understand, I believe he will be happy to explain his doubts.Didn't you say you want to be your own teacher?

Thinking of this, Wen Wenyao suddenly felt a little ecstatic.Han Yufeng, maybe...probably...isn't that annoying?

"Dad, stop talking! I... I'll take Yufeng to the guest room to rest first, and come down after dinner."

"..." Wen Yehua looked at this son who was obviously concerned about others, but turned his head awkwardly and refused to look at his son with a smile, and the remaining half of his heart finally let go, "Oh, look at me, once you say I can't stop thinking about this. I don't think well! I don't think well! Wen Yao, don't have a guest room, take Yu Feng to your room! There are still two hours before meal time, so I can just sleep .”

"Dad! How can my room..."

"what?"

"Uh..." Wen Wenyao stopped talking just in time, and changed direction abruptly, "I mean...my room is too messy, Yu Feng might...not have a good rest."

"It's ok."

"..." Wen Wenyao sat there stiffly, his eyes almost popped out, and the little affection he had finally had for Han Yufeng disappeared without a trace.

This man is really annoying, he thought.

Wen Wenyao helped Han Yufeng stand up from the sofa, feeling that the man's temperature seemed to be a little higher, so he couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

But he didn't shout out, but silently supported him to lean on himself, bearing most of his body's weight.

"You have a fever."

"En." Han Yufeng sat on the bed, leaned forward, and put his hands on his forehead.

"Han Yufeng, why didn't you say that just now?"

"Huh? Don't say anything?" Han Yufeng felt that his throat was about to smoke, but after saying a few words, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Could you get me a glass of water? Thanks."

"You..." Standing in front of him, Wen Wenyao was so angry that the top of his head was about to smoke, but there was nothing he could do.In the end, he had no choice but to accept his fate and go downstairs to fetch water for him, and deliberately put his footsteps very heavily. He was simply a child who could not grow up.

"Hey! Your water..." The child was halfway through speaking, but suddenly fell silent. It turned out that it was Han Yufeng who leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep.

Wen Wenyao put the water on the table, walked over and helped him to lie down on the bed slowly.Han Yufeng's current posture is really awkward, his body is on the bed, but his feet are on the ground. It is not necessary to think about it, so he must not be able to sleep well.

But to make Eldest Young Master Wen, who has never served others before, squat down to take off their shoes for others, it is really... harder than going to heaven.

So Wen Wenyao patted Han Yufeng's face, trying to wake him up, "Hey! Wake up! You haven't taken off your clothes and shoes! Isn't it uncomfortable to sleep like this?"

"Hello! Han Yufeng!"

But Han Yufeng was as dead as before, he had no intention of waking up at all, and even subconsciously grabbed his hand that was making trouble on his face to prevent him from moving, and put it on his chest.

Wen Wenyao: "..."

What does this mean?Taking advantage of me? Young Master Wen now suspects that Chairman Han Da is simply pretending to be asleep.