My divorce is going crazy! My husband's whole family is dumbfounded

Many years ago, before Wen Lan married that scumbag husband Song Yinong, she was working in product development at a travel agency.

Her sharpness, foresight and systematic view made her stand out despite her young age and lack of experience, and she earned a lot of money for the travel agency.

When her unit commended her at the time, Wen Lan said in her job report, "This is nothing to her. This is an internalized ability of hers."

Although these words sounded confident and ostentatious, and revealed the sharpness of a young man in his twenties, they were actually the truth.

Wen Lan has a heart that loves life extremely and has a very strong sense of sensitivity.

She can see what others cannot see.

She is passionate and sincere about things that others cannot understand.

She is carefree and fearless, and her free and courageous personality allows her to do whatever she thinks of.

This is probably what we now call "action".

Wen Lan was afraid that Bu Yufan would discover her "secret operation" in Dailing and take her back home, so she deliberately took the road around the village and at the foot of the mountain.

Dailing is located among the mountains, with the mountains floating in dark blue and the mist in light ink, which is very similar to the artistic conception of freehand ink landscape painting. It really lives up to the word "Dai".

She followed the slope of the mountain and climbed up, reaching the summit in more than an hour.

"Oh my god! This is so beautiful!"

Although I was sweating all over, I felt like I had just been fished out of the water. The mountain breeze made me feel refreshed.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, please stand up for your sister!

Wen Lan took out the DJI from his backpack and connected the APP skillfully.

"I carried you on my back despite your weight, you must fly well for me!"

What she wanted to find was the large area of ​​wild alpine rhododendrons recorded in the Dailing County Chronicles.

When Wen Lan learned about the development project of Dailing from Bu Yufan, she began to study and prepare.

She had already read all the ancient and new books related to Dailing.

It is not the flowering season now, so the target may be difficult to find.

However, regardless of whether there are flowers or not, what she can do and what she should do now is to take this first-hand real-life shooting data, make a very valuable plan and operation plan, and discuss cooperation and promotion with the official.

If the rhododendrons in Dailing are flourishing, isn’t that a gift from God?

In the worst-case scenario, if it is not as recorded in ancient books, then it will be artificially created, and the cultural and tourism line under IELTS will create a tourist business card itself.

The drone's propellers began to spin rapidly.

Wen Lan's heart was also lifted up following the rhythm of the drone taking off.

She controlled the height and steering on the remote control screen.

During this time, she forgot the tiredness of climbing and the scorching heat, until the sudden raindrops hit her face without warning.

Didn't they say there would be no rain? How unlucky!

"Call it! Call it a day! Please don't let thunder strike me, God!"

Wen Lan is not afraid of rain, but she is most afraid of the thunder in summer afternoon thunderstorms.

In the past, she would often talk to God.

"Look, I'm a very, very good person! I have nothing to do with being struck by lightning!"

The uninhabited mountains on the way here in the morning did not worry her at all.

But now, the sky, which should have been clear in the afternoon, suddenly became dark due to the rain, and she began to imagine the many misfortunes that she might encounter.

First, you get struck by lightning. Then, you get lost. Or, you step on a boar trap? You see a snake? You fall off a cliff, you step into a cave?

Just as Wen Lan recalled the drone and prepared to go down the mountain, ready to face those many "misfortunes".

Bu Yufan's phone started to ring.

"Where are the people? Where are they? Tell the truth!"

Wen Lan was startled. It seemed that he knew that she went up the mountain alone.

"you listen to me."

She was about to answer when thunder rumbled from the dark clouds in the distance.

"what!"

Wen Lan screamed in fear.

"I confess, I confess! I'm at the top of a mountain next to the village. Bu Yufan, I'm wearing a full set of mountaineering clothes, don't worry."

She gave him the lowdown first.

"I came up from the mountain road next to the ancient house number D928-2. There is only one mountain road there. It takes an hour to climb to the top of the mountain. We will meet halfway up the mountain? I'm going down the mountain now!"

"I'll come to you right now! Call me."

He hung up the phone angrily and left in a hurry.

This damn woman!

You think she has brains? She actually dares to go into the mountains alone.

You say she is stupid, but she even marked the way up the mountain and she even wrote down the number of the ancient house.

As heavy rain hit, Wen Lan quickly evacuated the top of the mountain.

She paid special attention to the road under her feet when she went down the mountain. Fortunately, although the raindrops were heavy, the thunder had subsided.

She calmed down a lot.

Now you have to be careful not to step on anything unnecessary and cause trouble.

About twenty minutes later.

"Wen Lan!"

The expected familiar voice sounded not far away.

That familiar figure appeared in her sight.

He must have run up here. It was such a bad day. Even if he was worried about her, there was no need for him to run up here!

However, when he appeared within her reach, panting and aggressive, before she could rush into his arms, she was met with a barrage of accusations.

"Are you crazy? You came to this desolate mountain alone!"

"Are you stupid? What would you let me do if something happens?"

Originally, what hit Wen Lan's face were just the cold raindrops.

Now, she felt so aggrieved that she couldn't express it in words, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

The hot tears and raindrops mixed together, making her face hurt.

"You still have the nerve to cry?"

While yelling at her, he took off the heavy backpack from her shoulders.

"What's so heavy?" He tried to unzip it.

"Don't open it! This bag is waterproof! If you open it, the drone will get wet in the rain."

Wen Lan stopped him with tears in her eyes.

“You went to the top of a mountain to play with a drone?”

After hearing this, Bu Yufan found it even more ridiculous.

"I don't want to talk to you about drones right now."

Wen Lan pouted, lowered her head, and kicked the muddy road beneath her feet with the toes of her hiking boots as if to vent her anger.

"When other people encounter this kind of thing, the very least they would do is to hug the person first. But you are the only one who knows how to scold me when you see me!"

She complained.

Bu Yufan sighed.

"Others? Who are others?"

“In Korean dramas.”

She answered without hesitation.

"There was a Korean drama where the heroine fell down a hill and the hero stayed with her all night."

"Korean drama?"

He laughed out loud.

"Wen Lan! You can cut in a TV show because it has a script, but in real life, you can't rewind."

"Bu Yufan! Don't preach to me."

"This is not a big deal. Don't forget that we still have a daughter and parents. If you don't even care about your own safety..."

"Bu Yufan, what did you say? Say it again."

Wen Lan interrupted him.

She seemed to have forgotten her anger, but her tears became more and more uncontrollable.