Ye Huan was taking a nap with his two-year-old daughter at the moment. When he received the call, he said sleepily: "I forgot to tell you, Chen Haoyang said that he can do divorce consultation. When he first entered the law firm, he did a few I went through the divorce lawsuit for months, and then I did the financial case.”
"Okay, so does he have time recently?" Mu Wanqing thought, it might as well be an acquaintance. After all, spreading this kind of thing would damage the reputation of the Wen family, and she didn't want more people to know.
Ye Huan said: "I will ask him tonight and give you an answer as soon as possible."
"Um."
"Xiao Qing, why are you in such a hurry? Have you really thought about it? Where are the two children, waiting to be fed, are you willing to do it?" Ye Huan woke up and began to persuade her best friend again. She really didn't want her to do something that she would regret on impulse.
After all, Wen Zhan's status and wealth are beyond the reach of many people, even if they have sharpened their brains.
She got it effortlessly, yet gave it up so easily.
Anyway, that's the way it is with men, you can be poor if you are poor, you can be poor if you are rich - it is better to choose the rich one compared to the two.
As long as you think openly, don't worry about those tidbits.
Mu Wanqing knew that her best friend meant well, so she didn't say much. She just emphasized that she had thought about it and would not regret it.
On the other side, in the master bedroom.
Shen Fei, the Wen family's family doctor, was persuading Wen Zhan despite the low pressure in the room.
"Third Young Master, your stomach problem is quite serious. You should be hospitalized for systematic treatment, otherwise it will be very troublesome in the future if the root cause of the disease is left."
Wen Zhan was wearing a sling bottle on the back of his hand again, but the medicine that had just been injected into his body had not yet taken effect, and his stomach was still cramping and throbbing, making his eyebrows tighten and his face ashen.
Hearing this, he was unmoved: "No need, I believe in your medical skills."
"..." Dr. Shen was speechless.
He did not doubt his medical skills, but Wen Zhan's condition was indeed serious. Severe gastric ulcers would cause gastric perforation and gastric bleeding, and he would have to undergo surgery.
A disease that can be cured with active cooperation is why there is no need to take such big risks.
He didn't know that Wen Zhan felt so regretful that his intestines were green at this moment.
According to his usual temper, this stinky problem would not have been hospitalized yesterday. But at that time, he thought that the relationship between the two had reached a freezing point, and he really had no way to alleviate it, so he wanted to use the bitter meat trick to make Mu Wanqing soften her heart and do something for the two of them. Find a way out of the deadlock.
Unexpectedly, it was self-defeating - not only did living in a hospital attract reporters, but Lu Kejun also came here.
That scene happened to be seen by Mu Wanqing, which aggravated the misunderstanding.
Now he won't go to the hospital even if he is killed, he will spend his time at home.
Seeing that he could not be persuaded, Dr. Shen had to turn around and come out first to let him have a good rest.
However, there are also benefits to recuperating at home. Not only is the environment comfortable, but at least the food is more refined.
But Wen Zhan has a difficult temper.
Dinner was ready and the servant served it carefully, but he was scolded before he even entered the door.
Aunt Zhou had no choice but to try a second time under pressure, but it didn't work.
"Third Young Master, Dr. Shen specifically warned you when he left in the afternoon that you must eat regularly and eat small meals frequently to recover from your illness. If you don't eat like this, your stomach and intestines will only become more and more damaged, and you will still suffer the consequences. ." Aunt Zhou did not dare to go too close, staying four or five meters away from the big bed, so she persuaded her earnestly.
Wen Zhan had finished filling the bottle in his hand and was lying on his side with his back to the outside.
After a long while, he replied coldly: "Leave it alone, I'll eat it later."
Aunt Zhou's face lit up, and she hurriedly stepped forward and put the dinner on the bedside table.
After walking out of the master bedroom, she breathed a sigh of relief and touched her forehead with her sleeve.
Sigh...it's really hard to do.
Everyone knows that the third young master is deliberately trying to arouse the wife's attention by "acting" like this, but the wife is determined not to compromise, and they and the servants can't do anything about it.
In the restaurant, Mu Wanqing saw that Aunt Zhou came down empty-handed and had obviously brought dinner in, and she felt relieved unconsciously.
Again - no matter how tense their relationship is, she doesn't want anything to happen to Wen Zhan. The body is the capital of revolution.
What's more, she is in a hurry to get divorced now and hopes that Wen Zhan will recover soon, otherwise he will have reason to keep delaying it.
But who would have expected that an hour later, when the servant went up to collect the tableware, he found that the dinner was intact and not a bite had been eaten.
Aunt Zhou was so anxious that she tried to persuade her with good words: "Madam, the Third Young Master just wants you to calm him down. This..."
"He is not a three-year-old child. He needs to be coaxed to eat." Mu Wanqing was cutting her sister's nails and she replied calmly.
"Oh, he didn't mean to be quarrelsome. He wants to reconcile with you. Just go and see him and let him eat. Doctor Shen said that if he drags on like this, there will be trouble for gastric perforation."
Mu Wanqing remained silent and continued to cut her sister's other little hand.
Seeing that she was determined not to care, Aunt Zhou sighed helplessly and was about to call the old house and ask the old lady to come forward and persuade her.
Otherwise, if something happens to someone at home, they will also have to bear the responsibility.
Fortunately, as soon as she picked up the phone, Mu Wanqing put away her nail clippers and stood up: "I'll go up and take a look. There's no need to bring in reinforcements."
She didn't want to face Wen Zhan, but she even hated facing Jiang Lijuan, so it was best not to alarm her.
Carrying the dinner that the maid had reheated, she went upstairs and entered the master bedroom.
The room was dark, the curtains were drawn layer after layer, and no light from the outside could come in at all.
Mu Wanqing stood at the door, reached for the switch on the wall with one hand, and pressed the spotlight in the bathroom. The room was finally a little brighter.
Unexpectedly, the next second the man shouted angrily: "Who asked you to turn on the light!"
Mu Wanqing didn't bother to pay attention to him and walked straight in.
Wen Zhan noticed something and turned around.
The cold and dark face's expression changed subtly after seeing who it was, and then he continued to lie back on his side, "What are you doing here?"
Mu Wanqing walked to the bedside, put down the tray, and said in a nonchalant tone: "You are in charge of heaven and earth, don't you just want me to come? To be honest, Wen Zhan, I really don't understand what you mean by these actions. If you want to do it, you should do it in front of Lu Kejun, so that she will feel sad when she sees it. If you do it at home, you are just suffering in vain."
Wen Zhan was silent for two or three seconds before slowly turning around, his face even colder than before, "You really know how to put gold on your face. Who said I wanted to see you?"
"Really? Since you don't want to see it, I'm leaving. Remember to eat well, otherwise a perforated stomach will be life-threatening."
After saying these words, Mu Wanqing was about to turn around.
Wen Zhan was so angry that his teeth almost broke.
I have never seen such a ignorant woman who doesn’t know how to advance or retreat!
What is she so proud of?
She obviously has nothing, but she still looks like she doesn't care about anything. Who gave her the courage?
"If you want a divorce, I won't agree to it."
A voice came from behind, stopping Mu Wanqing's steps.
She turned around and frowned in confusion: "Why? Your sweetheart will be free soon. You even have a child. Shouldn't you give her a legitimate identity?"
