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

Bu Yufan went straight to his private dressing room.

He tore off his training clothes, his muscles still engorged with blood.

He decided to tell Wen Lan that Song Yinong was coming to snatch the child away, but not now.

"Senchi, the rest is up to you."

He called Senchi.

"Don't worry, President, I understand."

Sen Chi answered the phone in front of Song Yinong.

"Is it a call from President Bu?" Song Yinong was full of energy, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"Director Sen, I haven't met President Bu yet. Can you introduce him to me?"

"Okay, we'll meet when the time comes." Sen Chi agreed readily.

"Mr. Song, now that we have signed the contract, if you have any requests, just tell me."

Sen Chi took out a contract and handed it to Song Yinong.

That night, Song Yinong was happily assigned to the "frontier" with a signing bonus of 20 yuan. He was not even allowed to enter the door of IELTS.

Senchi told him that if he endured a month of hardship, he would be able to return to the IELTS headquarters. If you want to be a middle-level manager, or even promoted to a senior manager, you always have to be tempered.

While packing his luggage at home, Song Yinong couldn't suppress his greed and called Shen Susu.

"I am now a reserve cadre of the IELTS Hotel Group." Song Yinong was proud.

Shen Susu disagreed. After all, she graduated from IELTS, so how could she not know that Song Yinong was fooled by Sen Chi.

"Song Yinong, what position did Yasi give you?"

"Hehe! Let me be the project director of IELTS Culture and Tourism!"

"Congratulations, when will you take office? My boss wants to officially cooperate with you."

"In a month, I will go to the grassroots level and familiarize myself with the hotel business. However, I can talk to your boss." This is Song Yinong's main purpose.

"What we want is the core secrets of IELTS' overseas business. The price is negotiable!" Shen Susu did not name the resort hotel in Southeast Asia, but that is currently IELTS's overseas investment project.

"I understand. I'll let you know when there's news." Song Yinong raised his eyebrows cunningly and hung up the phone.

Nan Yunshang knew that Bu Yufan suddenly returned to China just to teach Wen Lan's ex-husband a lesson personally. He would not feel relieved unless he had a fight.

That's right. They've been divorced for 800 years, and suddenly they want to take away Wen Nuan's custody. What kind of immoral move is that?

That night, he called Bu Yufan.

"Did you cripple Song Yinong?"

"He was beaten up. Wen Lan will deal with him personally." Bu Yufan had already returned home when he received the call from Secretary Nan.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Can I come to your house?" Secretary Nan asked him cautiously. He wanted to find an opportunity to tell him about Zhou Yajun.

"Goodbye, I have something else to do." Bu Yufan refused.

He was unpacking his luggage when he found two packages of delicious coconut gummies.

This kind of candy, wrapped in leaves, is fragrant and sticky, and has a very short shelf life. This time he chartered a plane back and used ice packs to keep it fresh along the way.

"Okay then... we can wait a few days, it's not urgent." Secretary Nan said to himself.

"Hang up." Bu Yufan hung up the phone in a hurry.

He found an insulated bag, took out a few brand new ice packs from the refrigerator, and put the coconut candy and chocolate in them.

Then he hurried out the door.

When he took the elevator from the 28th floor down to the parking lot, he felt a little nervous and uneasy.

But beneath this tension, there is also a strong sense of excitement and anticipation.

He started the purple Aston Martin V8, a delighted smile on his face, and stepped on the accelerator.

Just as he walked out of the mansion, a call from Wen Lan made him pull over.

"Honey, can we video chat?" After he made the request, he hung up the voice call and called Wen Lan back.

"Look at how sweaty I am!" Wen Lan let him look at her red face and the beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Where have you been? It's so late, why don't you stay in your room?" Bu Yufan was worried about her.

"I went to the gym and then had a drink at the pool bar. Guess who I met?" she said mysteriously.

"Judging from your expression, you must not dislike this person. So that's... the guy with the surname Gu?" Bu Yufan was so smart.

"Oh, husband, you can't hide anything. Gu Zuoshan came to see us specially!" Wen Lan shook the camera to Gu Zuoshan who was standing aside.

"Bu Yufan, are you jealous?" Gu Zuoshan put one hand on Wen Lan's shoulder and held a beer in the other, deliberately provoking Bu Yufan.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Lan slapped Gu Zuoshan jokingly, causing him to scream in pain.

"Help me send Wen Lan back later and don't let her drink." Bu Yufan was not jealous, but spoke to him seriously.

"Honey, it's so late, why haven't you come home yet?" Wen Lan noticed that he was in the car.

"Wen Lan, I have to do something very important now." Bu Yufan had a smile on his face and his eyes were very bright.

The boyishness that fascinated her appeared on his face again, a boyishness that was clean and untainted by the world.

"Well, what's the important thing? Can you share it with me?" Wen Lan spoke in a gentle tone, with a smile on her lips.

Bu Yufan picked up the thermal bag on the passenger seat.

"These are the coconut candies and chocolates I bought for Nuannuan. You know how short the shelf life of those soft candies is." He said, feeling a little embarrassed. "I want to go to your house now."

Wen Lan opened her mouth wide and laughed. "You want to go to my house? Now? Bu Yufan, you are quite brave!"

"Is it okay? Would it be too sudden and offend... Dad or Mom?"

He hesitated for a moment and then shouted these two words.

"No offense. Let me tell you, Bu Yufan, my parents must love you to death!" Wen Lan encouraged him lively and confidently.

"You just called me. Which floor do your parents live on?"

"Fourth floor, two units per elevator, it's on the left after you get out of the elevator." Wen Lan pointed him in the direction. "Do you remember which unit it is? How about I ask my dad to come downstairs and wait for you?"

"No, don't tell my parents, so they don't have to worry about the preparations at home. I will be very decent, don't you worry about me?"

"I am very confident in you, husband. My husband is the best man in the world!" Wen Lan said sweetly.

Gu Zuoshan couldn't stand their intimacy, so he sat aside, expressing his disgust with an exaggerated expression.

Bu Yufan hung up the phone with Wen Lan and drove happily to her home, as well as to Wen Cheng and Xie Qiuyun's home.

While waiting for the traffic light, he looked at his clothes: a light blue shirt and black trousers. He was very satisfied with his outfit, which was simple yet elegant.

He parked the dazzling purple V8 downstairs of Wen Lan's house. Just as he entered the elevator, Nan Yunshang called again.

"Bu Yufan, I still want to see you today. There is something I want to tell you, which is..."

"Not now, I'm at the door of Wen Lan's house." Bu Yufan refused.

Nan Yunshang was so startled that he couldn't hold the phone anymore and it fell onto the sofa. He quickly scrambled to pick up the phone.

"What did you say? Where are you? Wen...Wen...Wen Lan's house?"

"Yes, I'm right at her doorstep. I won't say any more." Bu Yufan hung up the phone.

"Hello? Hello? Bu Yufan? No! No!" Secretary Nan shouted into the phone.

However, his attempts to stop it were ineffective.

Bu Yufan finally rang the doorbell of Wen Cheng and Xie Qiuyun's house.