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

"Wen Lan, listen to me." Xie Peng explained anxiously. He was indeed unaware of Xie Ning's shameless actions. "I didn't discipline Xie Ning well. I apologize. As for Xingchen's contract, he can choose freely. I won't use this matter to threaten him."

"The person you should apologize to the most is not me." Wen Lan took a deep breath, "It's Xingchen."

"I'll make it up. I can make it up," he answered immediately.

"Compensation? Money?" Wen Lan said disdainfully.

When Xie Peng heard her say this, he laughed at himself, as if he had expected this answer.

"Wen Lan, if you were me, what else could I give him besides money?"

"Respect and sincerity." Wen Lan said without hesitation. "But I think these words are unfamiliar to you and your sister, right?"

"Respect? Sincerity? What about Bu Yufan, can he do it?" The knife in Xie Peng's heart was stirring in his chest.

"He does! This is the biggest difference between you and Bu Yufan."

"Really? Wen Lan...if you knew what Bu Yufan had done, I hope you can still say these words to me righteously at that time."

"Mr. Xie, I am not interested in the secrets you and your sister talked about. What did Miss Xie imply just now? I returned to China for my personal safety? I attach great importance to the development of our IELTS in Southeast Asia. I will come again soon. When the time comes, whether it is business competition and decision-making, or those so-called personal grudges that I don't know, if you and your sister want to deal with me, just come after me!"

"Wen Lan! You are so smart, you obviously know how I like you! I won't do anything to you..." In desperation, Xie Peng was almost about to confess his feelings.

"Mr. Xie, I know nothing about your affection for me and I don't care. Please remember my words and just do it to me! If you hurt the people around me, I will risk my life!"

Wen Lan didn't wait for his reply anymore and hung up the phone angrily.

When she was talking to Xie Peng on the phone, she deliberately lowered her voice and kept an eye on the movements on the second floor from time to time, as if she was feeling guilty.

Thank God, the second floor was calm and Bu Yufan did not wake up.

She walked around the kitchen island, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of lime sparkling water, filled half a glass with ice cubes, and poured the sparkling water into it.

Her heat and anger had to be suppressed with something cool.

When she reached the second floor and closed the bedroom door, Bu Yufan turned over and instinctively looked for her on the side where she was sleeping.

Wen Lan quickly tiptoed over and got into the bed.

"I'm here, I'm here, Yufan." She snuggled into his arms obediently, wanting him to sleep a little longer.

"Where have you been, huh?" He hugged her and held the back of her head with his hand.

"I'm thirsty. I went downstairs and had a glass of water." Her cheek was pressed against his chest.

In addition to liking his pleasant masculine scent, she also liked the touch of his skin. It was always firm and delicate, slightly sticking to her skin, and she loved being tightly pressed against him.

"I want to kiss you." He dazedly and gently kissed her hair and forehead, then gently held the tip of her nose, searching for her lips.

Wen Lan went to meet him.

A kiss full of love, from delicate to fierce.