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

"Hey, it's all in the past. Bu Yufan, if you can't remember it, then forget it." Wen Lan wanted to change the subject.

"Something's strange! You remember it, right?" Bu Yufan grabbed her.

Wen Lan could vaguely remember a rough outline of it.

"I was just complimenting you on your great figure and big muscles," she muttered, trying to get away with it.

"No. You took my hand and put it on your chest, and you asked me why I didn't…"

"Ah! I didn't hear it!" Wen Lan laughed. She didn't want to think about such an embarrassing thing anymore.

"Wen Lan." He said tenderly.

"Hmm?" She asked nervously.

"You don't know how I managed to get through that night. I wanted to press you under me countless times. Later, I fell asleep listening to your little snoring. I slept peacefully and soundly."

"Do I still snore?" she laughed.

"Mm, very cute little Hulu." His hand reached out to her face on the screen, as if he could really touch her.

Wen Lan put her face close to the screen, looking very cute, as if she could really feel the warmth of his fingertips.

"Honey, I'll dance for you, do you want to watch?" He remembered the macho shows that Wen Lan loved to watch, put his phone upright on the bed, and started dancing.

"Honey, I want to see some restricted-level action on the floor!"

She teased him deliberately.

Bu Yufan immediately supported himself on the ground with one hand and covered the boy's crotch with the other hand, imitating the movements of those male models by pushing his hips upwards.

After he performed this erotic dance, Wen Lan was so happy that she buried her face in the pillow, sticking out her butt and couldn't stop laughing.

"Honey! You can make your debut now! Hahahahaha!"

The longing between him and her for each other dissipated and rose and fell in laughter.

Bu Yufan placed the lavender underwear that she had worn for a while next to his pillow. Whenever he missed her, he would hold the fabric that was stained with her scent and sleep with it in his arms.

Wen Lan did the same. She sprayed his perfume on her wrists and behind her ears. It was the "morning after" she gave to Bu Yufan. After the sour and sweet smell, there was a soft and delicate milky scent, which was very much like the scent of a man and a woman after lovemaking.

That night, he and she fell asleep with smiles and happiness, and slept sweetly and deeply.

a new day.

Wen Lan woke up from her sweet dream. She ordered room service, iced coffee and ham and egg sandwiches, two servings.

"Why is the meal so simple?" Gu Zuoshan arrived as promised and was dissatisfied with the breakfast.

"Master Gu, we are having a meeting while eating. Just eat first and stop being picky! You can have brunch later. I have to go to Kegley tonight."

"Kegli?" Gu Zuoshan just took a sip of coffee, paused, and almost choked.

Wen Lan handed him two tissues and said, "Are you okay?" She patted Gu Zuoshan on the back.

"What Kegeli? Which Kegeli? There are Kegeli here too?" Gu Zuoshan asked a series of questions.

Wen Lanjue knew something was wrong.

"Gu Zuoshan? I actually forgot to ask you, a world-renowned hotel designer, for information?" Her heart skipped a beat. "Or? You know? Xie Peng?"

"Is it really him?" Gu Zuoshan made a strange expression and knocked the coffee cup on the table.

"Gu Zuoshan? Do you have any connection with each other?"

"Yes! Do you still remember the hotel where you and I first met? The time when that annoying guy Bu Yufan came to see you?"

"Rose Island? Sea View Villa? Of course I remember it." Wen Lan was stunned for a moment. Why was it there again?

"That hotel was originally Kegli. Not long after the project was launched, Xie Peng withdrew and sold it to the owner of Seaview Villa."

Gu Zuoshan told Wen Lan the story behind the scenes.

"Xie Peng made a lot of money from the price difference, and then he disappeared. I didn't expect that he would come to Southeast Asia?" Gu Zuoshan also found it strange.

“But I’ve also heard that his father is an overseas Chinese from Southeast Asia,” he added.

"But, Gu Zuoshan, why did your expression look a little strange when you heard the name Xie Peng just now?" Wen Lan paid attention to the details.

"This... I'm not sure. I just heard it from someone that Xie Peng's wife died in a car accident. After he lost his wife, he got..." Gu Zuoshan leaned closer to Wen Lan, "mental illness."

He looked mysterious.

"Wow, I didn't expect him to be so miserable and yet so affectionate." Wen Lan sighed.

"Why do you care about Xie Peng?" Gu Zuoshan picked up the sandwich and took a bite. "It's quite delicious. It's worthy of being IELTS."

"It's not that I want to pay attention to him, but I feel that he pays special attention to IELTS, me and Bu Yufan. This is my intuition, and I can't explain it."

"To grab business?" Gu Zuoshan guessed.

"On the surface, maybe. But I always feel that he has bad intentions and it's not that simple." Wen Lan is still obsessed with the accuracy of her sixth sense.

"Come on, let's get down to business. I'm here to show you the results of our art exhibition call for submissions." Gu Zuoshan turned on the computer.

Wen Lan was stunned when she saw the work.

"How about it? Is it worth it for me to fly here in person?" Gu Zuoshan was very proud.

"Who is the author? Do you know him?"

"I filled in the application form that I am a student of the Academy of Fine Arts."

"So that's why you made this special trip?" Wen Lan teased him, "If I decide to recruit you, will you be able to meet beautiful women again?"

"Wen Lan, I'm doing this for you." Gu Zuoshan was obviously dissatisfied with her. "Didn't you ask Gu Baiou to tell me so that I could keep a close eye on it?"

"Oh, Gu Zuoshan, I misunderstood you. I am such a heartless woman, am I not?" Wen Lan said like she was coaxing a child.

"What's next? I asked Gu Baiou to curate the exhibition? Will the selected works be announced?" He closed his computer.

Wen Lan thought for a while.

"No!" She held the sandwich and turned her eyes to Gu Zuoshan, sharp and sober.

"Are you worried?"

"That's right, I won't trust anyone." Wen Lan had an idea. "We only select the shortlisted works, regardless of level, and the prize money is the same. This is one of the reasons."

Gu Zuoshan smiled at her and said, "Wen Lan, you are becoming more and more capable, and more and more like someone who can accomplish great things."

"Gu Zuoshan, I'm just a woman, but the man next to me is Bu Yufan, so I can't be just an ordinary woman."

Wen Lan looked at him sincerely.

"But in front of you and my good friends, I will always be the same me as before."

"The original you?" Gu Zuoshan was a little touched. He remembered her with frangipani pinned on her hair, wearing an old T-shirt, and walking in the early morning.

"Wen Lan, when is the wedding? I want to be the best man."

"Gu Zuoshan! You will always be my best friend!"

The dividing line between adult friendship and love is self-evident and tacitly understood, which is the most comfortable ending.

The anniversary warm-up party that Kegli was going to prepare today was a dinner party. Since noon, Xie Peng had been personally patrolling the banquet hall.

"Brother-in-law! I'm coming!"

That kind and familiar voice appeared behind him.