Knocking on the door every night, the group's beloved wife can't stand it

"Hmm?" Fu Yan didn't understand what Ye Wen meant.

"Nothing." Ye Wen didn't want Fu Yan to know. She raised her head and looked at Fu Yan. "Let's go home!"

"Are you in a hurry to go home and count the time?" Fu Yan got angry when he mentioned this. He grabbed Ye Wen's nose and said, "If you dare to spread rumors, I only have two minutes. Wait and see how I punish you when I get home."

Ye Wen shuddered. She had almost forgotten about it. She smiled flatteringly, "Your kindness only needs to be known to me. I can't let others miss you."

"Then I'll let you get to know my good side again tonight." Fu Yan hugged Ye Wen and left the hospital.

……

Ye Wen and Fu Yan returned home and went straight to the bedroom.

After closing the door, there are finally no outsiders.

Fu Yan began to take off his clothes, unbuttoning the buttons one by one with his slender fingers. Ye Wen's ears turned red. She liked looking at Fu Yan's hands, and she liked Fu Yan's fingers touching her body even more.

After taking off his own clothes, Fu Yan took off Ye Wen's clothes. "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Are you waiting for me to take them off for you?"

He touched Ye Wen's ears with a wicked smile, "Why are your ears red? Are you shy?"

The deeper her love for Fu Yan, the more easily Ye Wen blushes when facing him, and the more she cares about how he sees her.

She raised her misty eyes and looked at the tall and handsome man in front of her, "Fu Yan, will you always love me?"

Fu Yan didn't expect Ye Wen to ask such a question. Was she stimulated by something today? His hand stroked her smooth shoulders, "No."

Ye Wen's expression changed, and his eyes became much clearer. His eyes changed from tenderness to fierceness. "Say it again!"

Fu Yan snorted and laughed. This was his Wenwen. "I will love you until I die. If I am lucky enough not to drink Mengpo soup, I can still love you for the rest of my life."

"Smooth talk!" Although Ye Wen knew it was just a coaxing remark, she felt so happy when she heard it.

Fu Yan used his thumb to scratch Ye Wen's lips, which were red, soft and tender, making people want to suck them, "This little mouth, why can't I kiss it enough!"

He lowered his head and kissed Ye Wen's tender lips, then held her waist and pressed it against his abdominal muscles.

Ye Wen's petite figure was completely covered by Fu Yan's muscular body, with her fair skin occasionally showing through, like a chocolate puff bursting with pure white cream.

Walking and kissing, Ye Wen was pressed on the bed. At the critical moment, Fu Yan suddenly raised his wrist and looked at the time, "Start the countdown!"

Fu Yan's subsequent actions were as ferocious as a tiger, and Ye Wen just wanted to call him a dog.

In order to prolong the time, he changed his movements frequently. Fortunately, Ye Wen's body was flexible enough for her to cooperate. In the end, all the muscles in Ye Wen's body were sore.

After the first time, Fu Yan still remembered to check the time. It was thirty-five minutes. He frowned slightly, not very satisfied. He lowered his head and kissed Ye Wen, "Baby, take a break, let's do it again."

Ye Wen: …

She was so tired and sleepy that she just wanted to sleep.

Ye Wen and Fu Yan were working in full swing, while Song Shilan and Yun He were arguing loudly in the next room.

After crying, Song Shilan gradually calmed down.

Based on her understanding of Song Weichen, he would do such a thing for profit.

She didn't know how long he had been planning this. No wonder he didn't acknowledge Yun Xiao as his son and insisted on letting Yun Xiao return to the Yun family. He wanted to take advantage of the Yun family's resources.

It was after taking over the Song family that Song Weicheng entered the field of chip research and development and achieved considerable results. At that time, she admired her brother very much and thought that her brother was a business genius.

Now that I think about it, maybe it was because of the technology provided by foreign countries that it was able to develop so fast.

"Yun Hezheng, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce tomorrow, and the division of property will be based on my previous plan."

Yun Hezheng glanced at her coldly and said, "I said I won't divorce you, so forget it. Don't even think about keeping a mistress."

Song Shilan no longer had the energy to look for another man. The affairs of the Song family were enough to give her a headache. She sighed, "Sooner or later, something bad will happen to the Song family. You and I should separate as soon as possible to avoid implicating your Yun family."

"Don't worry, based on my understanding of Song Weicheng, he will definitely distance himself from the matter." Yun He was about to catch Song Weicheng off guard, but Song Weicheng was an old fox and would always hold back when doing things.

Song Weicheng will definitely find a few scapegoats and pretend to be innocent.

"It's okay this time. My brother is greedy. He won't let go. He might even continue to do it secretly." Song Shilan held her forehead. "I am very grateful that you can continue to accept Yun Xiao."

"Although he is not your biological child, you raised him personally. His character is impeccable. I will give Yun Xiao to you."

Yun He was feeling sullen. Yun Xiao was almost thirty years old, and this stupid woman was still sharing the child with him.

"I'll say it again, I don't accept divorce," Yun Hezheng said sternly, "I, Yun Hezheng, can only be a widower in this life, not a divorce."

Song Shilan suddenly raised her head and glared at Yun Hezheng, "What do you mean, do you want to kill me?"

"You are too cruel," Song Shilan burst into tears, "I did lie to you, but Yun Xiao is my nephew, not the child of me and a strange man, and I made you wear a green hat."

"I have done my best for you and the Yun family over the years. I also want to have a child of my own, but what can I do if I can't? At least you still have Wenwen, but what about me? I can never be a mother in my life."

"I regret that I insisted on marrying you," Song Shilan said out loud what she had been holding in her heart for years. "There are so many men chasing after me, I would be happier marrying any of them than marrying you."

"If I could do it again, I would definitely marry..."

"Who do you want to marry?" Yun Hezheng was chilling and staring at Song Shilan coldly.

Song Shilan closed her mouth. She felt that if she said a name, that person would be dead on the street tomorrow.

She protected her neck, afraid that Yun Hezheng would suddenly come over and strangle her to death. "I want to marry Zhang San, Li Si, or Wang Ermaizi, what's it to you!"

Yun Hezheng stood up and walked towards Song Shilan step by step.

Song Shilan held her breath, not daring to breathe, with both hands on her neck, her face flushed red.

Yun Hezheng frowned and reached out to grab Song Shilan's hand.

Song Shilan screamed loudly, "Don't kill me, I'll give you all the money in exchange for my life."

The harder Yun Hezheng pulled Song Shilan, the more she held on to his neck and her face became redder and redder.

"Let go, you stupid woman," Yun Hezheng couldn't bear it any longer and held Song Shilan's wrists with both hands, making her hands leave her neck. "Do you want to strangle yourself to death?"

Song Shilan's lips trembled. "Do you really have to do it yourself?"

Yun Hezheng closed his eyes and suppressed the nameless anger in his heart. He took out Song Shilan's cell phone and threw it to her, "Call Song Weicheng!"