remarry [rebirth]

Wen Jiu was a little confused and was supported by He Lanshu to sit up. He was in a daze all the way, a little unresponsive, subconsciously grabbed He Lanshu's wrist, and wanted to put his head in his arms.

This frightened animal-like performance made He Lanshu a little helpless, but he laughed, and simply hugged Wen Jiu like a child, shaking as he walked, "Let Dr. Jiang come over Can you take a look?"

Wen Jiu nodded nonchalantly.

"are you hungry?"

"Hungry, but disgusting, can't eat." Wen Jiu shook her head, leaned on He Lanshu's chest and sat on the chair, took the water glass and medicine and obediently drank it.

He took a few more sips of water, felt the sour feeling in his throat subside a little, and said again, "Did you just go out?"

They happened to meet at the door, He Lanshu was dressed very neatly, and was still carrying things in his hands.

"I was going to pick you up." He Lanshu poured him another glass of water, took a sip and tested the temperature before handing it to Wen Jiu, "Wen Chang called me."

Wen Jiu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded belatedly, "That's it."

After He Lanshu finished speaking, his eyes narrowed again, and he gently rubbed the corner of Wen Jiu's mouth, "But he told me, did Sun Jian go to your house for dinner today?"

Wen Jiu nodded resentfully, pursed her lips in grievance, and subconsciously touched her face.

He didn't feel anything on his face anymore, it was uncomfortable, when He Lanshu cleaned him up with a towel and alcohol just now, he felt itchy and painful.

You don't need to look in the mirror to know that there must be a very conspicuous slap mark on his face.

Wen Jianguo's strength is really great, Wen Jiu let out a sigh of relief, and buried his face in He Lanshu's arms, like a bird that is nostalgic for its nest, "I wanted to come back this afternoon, my dad said to talk to him There is business to be discussed...you must let me stay."

"Then he hit you?" He Lanshu lowered his eyelids, looked at Wen Jiu's swollen profile of Lao Gao, and gritted his teeth hard.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he said, "Don't go to Wen's house again if you have nothing to do, and the same goes for your sister."

Wen Jiu also said coquettishly just now, 'I don't want to go back again', but he also knew that it was capricious for a while.

"He's my dad." Wen Jiu said in a low voice, not knowing who he wanted to tell.

He Lanshu evoked a sarcastic smile when he heard the words, he put his hand on Wen Jiu's hair and gently stroked it, as if comforting a frightened child, back and forth.

"Get up and eat something." He Lanshu rang the bell and asked Fu Bo to bring up the porridge that had been warming.

Uncle Fu glanced at Wen Jiu worriedly, his heart ached so badly, he ordered a lot before going down to rest again.

The porridge is preserved egg porridge, with a little diced meat in it. Wen Jiu felt hungry and panicked when she smelled it.

He only ate a little when he and Wen Chang went shopping for clothes in the morning, and only drank a little water from noon to night. I can't stand it anymore.

He had been crying for a long time, his eyes were a little sore, he really wanted to sleep too much, he didn't want to move after hearing the words, he was paralyzed on He Lanshu's body like a sleeping doll.

He Lanshu looked down at him, smiled, took the porridge and fed it to him bit by bit.

Only then did Wen Jiu blink, and smiled slowly.

Throughout the night, Wen Jiu still vomited shortly after eating the porridge. He developed a high fever in the middle of the night, and he didn't wake up at all. He was talking nonsense, and his vomit was all over the pillow.

He Lanshu didn't even call Dr. Jiang again, and drove him to the hospital overnight.

This night was destined to be unable to sleep, the clothes on his body were still thin pajamas, and he didn't have time to change, so he came directly with Wen Jiu in his cotton slippers.Uncle Fu went home and took it again, and he changed it in the ward when Wen Jiu finally fell asleep.

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When he came out, the doctor was looking at the case with the nurse outside. When he saw He Lanshu, he frowned and asked. His attitude was not good. He obviously regarded He Lanshu as the culprit. "The patient became dizzy after a heavy blow." Reaction, some nasal bleeding, unbalanced diet, and then overeating, and indigestion in the stomach..."

He Lanshu listened one by one with a sullen face, Uncle Fu who was beside him almost wrinkled his face, feeling extremely distressed.

After the doctor finished talking about Wen Jiu's situation, he frowned and muttered a few words, "Send him here in such a hurry, it's fine to take care of him at ordinary times..."

"The family members should also pay attention in the future. The patient has a history of mental illness. He must have been mentally stimulated recently. He has been suppressed and exploded all of a sudden."

After he finished speaking, he sighed and walked away with the nurse again.

He Lanshu rubbed his forehead wearily.

"Master." Uncle Fu handed the coat he held in his arms to He Lanshu, "You should rest first, I'll take care of it."

He Lanshu shook his head, looked in through the window, leaned his head against the wall, the cold feeling spread from the wall to the back of his head, he slowly opened his eyes, smiled at Fu Bo, "You go back first , tomorrow he must make a fuss and be discharged from the hospital."

Only then did Uncle Fu hesitantly reply, and then glanced at Wen Jiu who was still on an IV, shook his head and left with a sigh, "You're a sinner..."

He Lanshu found the phone from one pocket, looked for a few numbers, and put his hand on the glass, as if he was stroking Wen Jiu's face through the glass.

In the middle of the night, the phone rang several times before being connected. Zhou Manrou over there said slowly, "Who is that?"

"Mom, it's me." He Lanshu looked expressionlessly at his profile reflected in the glass, "Did you sign some agreement with Wen Jianguo when you took He Lanshao and me to Wen's house? ?”

Zhou Man stopped rubbing her neck softly, and became serious for a moment. She rubbed the corners of her eyes, "Yes."

"I'll go back to the old house to find you at noon tomorrow." He Lanshu pursed his lips, "I need to know something."

"Okay." Zhou Manrou pondered for a while before answering, put on her coat, got out of bed, and walked to the side of the safe.

After she entered the password, she opened the safe and looked at the stack of documents inside. Without even looking for it, she took out the innermost box.

Inside lay a stack of neatly folded documents, the paper was well preserved, without any signs of yellowing, and the fingerprints inside could be clearly seen through the plastic film.

Zhou Manrou stretched out her hand tremblingly, rubbed it lightly, and put the document back.

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When Wen Jiu woke up the next morning, the sun outside had shone wantonly in the room through the window.

On the rare sunny day in winter, people seem to feel much better.

Wen Jiu blinked her eyes, feeling uncomfortable lying all over, just about to move, her arms were held down by a pair of warm hands.

"Don't move." He Lanshu stayed up all night, but at this moment he was still in the same spirit as usual, but he still had some blue stubble.

Wen Jiu took a glance and knew that he was in the hospital.

He Lanshu helped him sit up, and went out to get him a cup of hot water.Wen Jiu took a few sips before saying, "Were you here the whole time last night?"

The answer was naturally expected, Wen Jiu pursed her lips and smiled, glanced at the little drip bottle left, and whispered, "Can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Yes." He Lanshu agreed, "Be careful to rest at home."

"Got it." Wen Jiu smiled quietly, watched the nurse come and pull out the needle for him, then rubbed his arm that was a little cold from the infusion, and curled up under the quilt to warm up for a while.

"Are you still going to work today?" Wen Jiu felt much better when she woke up, without any discomfort at all.

Uncle Fu had already delivered all the things he needed in the morning, and He Lanshu specially asked him to take more clothes. At this time, Wen Jiu was so wrapped up that she had to hang her neck and look at her feet when she was walking.

"There are some things to deal with. I won't eat at home at noon. Uncle Fu made you some medicinal porridge." He Lanshu opened the door for Wen Jiu, and then walked to the driver's seat.

Wen Jiu nodded. He didn't take off his hat and scarf not long after the heater in the car was turned on.

The feeling of having a headache from being blown by the wind was really uncomfortable, and he pushed down his hat again, thinking that he must have nothing to do with the car.

He Lanshu sent him to the door of the house and left. Wen Jiu kept watching him go before entering the house.

Erpang and Dahuang rushed forward enthusiastically, as if they knew that Wen Jiu had just been discharged from the hospital, they circled around him affectionately, but they didn't directly throw Wen Jiu to the ground to make love like before.

Uncle Fu saw this scene when he came out. He put everything on the table with a smile, and said to Wen Jiu, "It's time to eat."

Wen Jiu responded, stood up from the low stool, rubbed Er Pang's big head, and entered the living room.

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When He Lanshu got home, he only saw Zhou Manrou watching TV in the main hall on the first floor, walked over and called, "Mom."

Zhou Manrou turned her head, muted the TV, then waved to him, and said while going up the stairs, "Why did you suddenly remember to read those files?"

"I just want to know some things." He Lanshu followed with downcast eyes. In fact, he already understood a lot of things.There are very few things about Wen Jiu that he doesn't know about, and if someone investigates Wen Jiu's matter, Wen Jiu will never know about it in his life.

Zhou Manrou didn't ask any more questions, and handed him the things he had prepared, "All the things are here, and they are of no use to me. You can take them away and look at them slowly."

He Lanshu glanced at it and found what he needed, so he raised his head and smiled, "Okay."

"How is Ah Jiu?" Seeing that He Lanshu didn't plan to stay for dinner, Zhou Manrou couldn't help asking a few more questions.

He Lanshu didn't stop arranging the files. Hearing this, he smiled lightly, but didn't speak.

Seeing his appearance, Zhou Manrou also sighed, "He is different from his sister, he is still a child, you should give him more room."

"I know." He Lanshu looked up and smiled at Zhou Manrou, "Dad has returned from country M."

Zhou Manrou was taken aback when he heard the words, "You're back already?"

He Lanshu nodded, and paused when he opened the door, without turning his head, he could imagine that Zhou Manrou's expression must be very complicated.

He said, "Mom, Dad certainly made mistakes, but so many years have passed, and there are enough things he can do."

Zhou Manrou let out a long sigh when he heard the words, sat back on the chair as if he lost all strength for a moment, and waved his hand at He Lanshu, "I see."

He Lanshu then closed the door.

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Wen Jiu was extraordinarily obedient today, after coming out of the hospital, she obediently stayed at home and didn't go anywhere.

The doctor ordered me to take medicine every two hours. There are not many kinds of medicines, but if you add them up, you need to take more than a dozen pills.

Wen Jiu drank a lot of water this afternoon, and he ran to the toilet several times with a bitter face. Seeing the time on the wall slowly approaching four o'clock, he thought of something that he had almost forgotten things.

He and Sun Jian made an appointment to meet in Xicheng at five o'clock in the afternoon.

Wen Jiu frowned and looked at herself in the mirror. After a day passed, not only did her face not swell, but her face became more purple.

The bruises and purple spots are very obvious on the face, but the corners of the mouth have already scabbed, but I can't open my mouth when I eat, and I can feel the pain of opening again at any time, and there are several times of bleeding.

Wen Jiu shook her head, washed it carefully, picked up the mask on one side, wrapped it until only her eyes were left, and then put on her shoes.

"Fu Bo, I'm going out for a while." Wen Jiu yelled to Fu Bo who was combing Er Pang's hair in the living room. Fu Bo immediately put down the comb in his hand, and walked to the door with Er Pang and his rhubarb.

His face was full of disapproval, and he clasped his hands in front of his lower abdomen. Looking at Wen Jiu was like looking at a disobedient child, "Young Master Wen, you were just discharged from the hospital this morning. If you need anything, just ask me to go."

Wen Jiu stuck out her tongue when she heard the words, thinking that he could only solve this matter by himself.

He Lanshu would definitely come back early in the evening, Wen Jiu thought about making a quick decision, so he had to solve this matter as much as possible.

Subconsciously, he felt that jealous men... are not so easy to mess with.

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When Wen Jiu was still in the car, he received a text message from Sun Jian. He didn't know where he got his number. Wen Jiu took a look and found that he had already reserved a private room.

After he got out of the car, he went directly to where Sun Jian was, and Sun Jian was sitting inside.

Some single rooms in Xicheng are open to the outside without walls, and are only separated by some bonsai in the middle. From there, you can directly see the first floor to the door, so there are quite a lot of people sitting there.

Wen Jiu saw Sun Jian standing on the edge of the handrail and waving at him at a glance, and let out a sigh of relief, not intending to take off the scarf and mask at all, walked to the position opposite him, and said, "Mr. .”

Sun Jian also seemed a little helpless. He stood up and stretched out his hand, made a gesture of asking to sit down, and then glanced at Wen Jiu with a smile, "Do you have to be so unfamiliar?"

Wen Jiu pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't answer.

Sun Jian pressed the button on the table to call the waiter, he ordered a cup of coffee, Wen Jiu smiled and asked for a cup of warm water.

The two of them fell into the embarrassment of having nothing to say again, Wen Jiu curled up on the seat, sipping water carelessly.

He still feels pain around his lips, and he is afraid of touching them when drinking water, and he is really careful when drinking.

Sun Jian sat a little straighter in front of him, he cleared his throat, Wen Jiu turned around, and heard Sun Jian say, "What did you think about what I said last night?"

"Last night?" Wen Jiu raised her eyebrows and asked intentionally, "What's the matter?"

Sun Jian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I said last night that I hope you can give me a chance."

Only then did Wen Jiu put down the quilt, took out her left hand from her pocket and placed it flat on the table.

Xicheng's desktop is black and white marble, and it is very clean, even a fingerprint cannot be seen under the reflection.Wen Jiu's hands are very white, thin and long. Although they are still a little smaller than those of her peers, they are still pretty.

And his nails are plump and pink, which makes him look cute.

Sun Jian was fascinated by watching, and saw Wen Jiu retracted his hand again, touching the wall of the cup of warm water as if afraid of the cold, and said in a calm tone, "Then I should have said last night that I am married."

"It's not a problem." Sun Jian smiled when he heard this, and the arrogance in his eyes made Wen Jiu frown.

"As far as I know, the relationship between you and Mr. He Lan doesn't seem to be good." Sun Jian told what he thought to be the truth in a flat tone.

Wen Jiu listened quietly, but did not open her mouth to refute him.

"Every New Year's Eve, you and your sister go back together. Neither He Lanshu nor He Lanshao went back with you, and... even the two of you married in the first place, it seems that it was because of a commercial marriage." Sun Jian smiled and took a sip Coffee, speaking with confidence.

Wen Jiu also found it quite interesting.

How is his relationship with He Lanshu, only he and He Lanshu know.

As for the rumors from the outside world, he actually heard some of them.

At his funeral in the last life, it's not that he didn't hear those people whispering secretly at the funeral, and even now he can still recall He Lanshu's quiet side face that day.

He couldn't leave He Lanshu's side at that time, he watched He Lanshu enter the room from the outside without even changing his shoes, and then he seemed to lose his strength suddenly, and lay down on the sofa with the back of his hands covering his eyes.

He lay there quietly for a long time that day, and when he was woken up by Su Qin's phone call, Wen Jiu didn't know whether he had cried or not.

He Lanshu went to the hospital again, Su Qin was waiting for him in front of the hospital at that time, and when he saw him passing by, he handed him a small white porcelain bottle.

When Wen Jiu didn't know what was inside, she saw Su Qin and said, "Boss, Mr. Wen's ashes have already been buried, so I only took these."

He watched He Lanshu hold the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand, then took out the necklace he casually threw to him, and pressed the hidden button, revealing a very small space inside.

He had already hollowed out the inside, and Wen Jiu watched him pour his own ashes in, and lay back on the bed again.

That was the first time he saw He Lanshu who could almost be described as fragile.

They have always slept on the same bed, but there is a long bed and a gauze curtain between them. He Lanshu is lying on his side, his body bent and looking very pitiful. A child who lost his mother's warm bed can only use his fragile body to resist all foreign invasions.

Wen Jiu remembered that scene very clearly, He Lanshu was breathing desperately like a dying fish, his shoulders kept shrugging.

How can someone not cry naturally, but they have not yet reached the point of sadness.

Wen Jiu came back to his senses, a meaningless smile appeared on his face, he looked at the ring on his finger with a gentle face, and said lightly, "So?"

"You can divorce He Lanshu." Sun Jian's eyes were sincere, and he clasped his hands and put them on the table. "As far as I know, He Lanshu didn't do anything for you. After you divorced him, what can I give you?" There must be more help than him."

"Mr. Sun is joking." Wen Jiu raised her head and said with a half-smile, "What do you mean by that?"

"No, don't get me wrong." Sun Jian quickly waved his hand, "I'm just telling some facts."

"It's just that these facts are probably what you think they are." Wen Jiu lost the desire to continue the conversation, put down the teacup in her hand, and lifted a bit of the mask with one hand, revealing that she was swollen by Wen Jianguo "I don't know why Mr. Sun went to our house for dinner yesterday?"

Sun Jian looked at his face, and there was a distressed look on his face, "I heard that the Wen family's Jinyuan was in a state of tension, and it happened that the company also had a similar project. Your father invited me to dinner, and I mentioned that When you came home, he seemed a little angry, and I was just thinking..."

"Just because you asked me to have dinner together, is it because you want me to stabilize my position at home?" Wen Jiu almost lost his temper. He looked at Sun Jian with such an expression, and said after holding back , "What does Mr. Sun think, the Sun family is better than the Helan family?"

Sun Jian was speechless for a while, and Wen Jiu laughed, "There is no way to compare."

He pointed to the side of his face, "The relationship between my father and I has always been at a freezing point, and we can't make a phone call once a year. I should have arrived home at noon yesterday, but because of your words of 'accompanying dinner', I became like this."

He said, laughing at himself.

When they first married into the Helan family, Wen Jianguo and Li Meimei's attitude towards them could not be described as inattentive, but after a year or two, the situation gradually settled down. Besides, without any help to the Wen family, the relationship between them gradually cooled down again.

Wen Jiu watched Sun Jian's face turn livid, took out his wallet, put the water money he ordered under the cup, stood up and said, "I don't really want to talk to you too much, but your current behavior has already It has affected my life and my husband's."

After Wen Jiu finished speaking, she put on her mask and turned to leave, but she didn't want Sun Jian to stand up suddenly, causing some people in the seat next to him to look over.

"Since my appearance can shake the relationship between the two of you so much, it shows how fragile the relationship between you is!" Wen Jiu turned his head and looked at Sun Jian as if he was insane. He closed his eyes for a moment, Faced with this kind of arrogant and conceited people, I really don't know what to do.

He thought about it for a while, thinking that his grandfather and the Sun family were still connected after all, and was thinking about what to say, when he suddenly heard another voice beside him, "Mr. Sun, what a coincidence."

At the same time, from the corner of his eye, he saw Su Qin standing in the corner and giving him a thumbs up.

Wen Jiu: "..."

He suddenly understood the meaning of the phrase 'when a person is unlucky, drinking cold water will stuff his teeth'.

The author has something to say: The meaning of Sun Jian’s existence is to make the relationship between the husband and wife go further, making sex more harmonious and perfect [nodding the next chapter without slaps in the face, because Sun Jian didn’t even say a word and directly Was knocked out. 【Candle