Chapter 197 Active Explanation

She was really ready for a divorce at any time!

Si Moyan's hands clenched into fists, and his narrow eyes unconsciously turned red.

Afraid that his emotions would get out of control, he took a deep breath and said, "I'll go get some water."

He picked up the kettle and walked out of the ward.

After getting the water, he told Si Jingyi to buy gifts, and then asked Si Laozi to find a connection to transfer Wen Xiaoshu to the VIP ward.

Although he had a quarrel with Wen Yan, the proper etiquette and upbringing were engraved into his bones.

After Si Moyan left the ward, Wen Jinglou frowned and asked Wen Yan, "How is he to you?"

Wen Yan pursed her lips, "He and the Si family are very good to me. I have a conflict with him because of some different ideas, not because he and his family are not good to me."

Wen Jinglou nodded thoughtfully, "You came suddenly, and nothing is prepared at home. Let's go to the hotel to eat later!"

Wen Yan took out a bank card from her bag and handed it to Wen Jinglou, "Dad, take the card."

Wen Jinglou didn't take it. "How can I ask for your money? Although Dad doesn't have much power, he can still afford to treat you to a meal."

Wen Yan forced the card into Wen Jinglou's hand. "The password is my birthday."

Wen Jinglou put the card back into Wen Yan's bag. "Dad said he doesn't want your money."

Wen Jinglou was very stubborn in some aspects. Wen Yan didn't force him. "Okay then."

Soon, medical staff came over and helped Wen Xiaoshu transfer to the VIP ward and hired a nurse for him.

Wen Jinglou took Wen Yan and the Si family to the hotel.

During the meal, Mr. Si talked to Wen Jinglou, and Si Jingyi livened up the atmosphere from time to time. Although Wen Yan and Si Moyan didn't talk much, the atmosphere was still harmonious. After

dinner, Wen Jinglou led the group to their residence. Wen Jinglou

lives in the mountains of Hengcheng.

A wooden house he built himself, with three bedrooms and a living room.

Wen Jinglou pushed open the door of one of the bedrooms, "Yanyan, this room, Dad has always kept it for you."

Wen Yan looked at the furnishings in the room, her eyes slightly red, "Thank you, Dad."

Si Moyan and Si Jingyi took the gifts from the car.

They were all high-end nutritional products, cigarettes, fruits, etc.

"You are too polite. My humble abode is simple. I hope you don't mind."

Grandpa Si held Wen Jinglou's hand. "We don't mind. You are the father-in-law of our eldest son. It is reasonable for him to buy more things."

Grandpa Si knew that if it weren't for Wen Jinglou, Xiaoyan would have died long ago.

Wen Jinglou is closer to Xiaoyan than her biological parents!

Wen Jinglou invited the Si family to sit in the main hall, while Wen Yan went to the kitchen to wash the fruits.

Seeing this, Grandpa Si hurriedly pushed Si Moyan into the kitchen. "Be smart!"

When Wen Yan was cutting apples, Si Moyan walked in.

He was tall and straight, with a cold and aloof temperament. The kitchen seemed to become narrow and the air became a little thinner.

He helped wash the cherries.

Neither of them spoke, and there was silence all around.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally broke the silence, speaking in a low, hoarse voice, "Did you find ten male models last night?"

Wen Yan's long feathery eyelashes trembled, "You could also find young models."

As soon as the words came out, it was obvious that the man's breath became even colder.

"Wen Yan, don't be angry with me!"

He almost crushed the basin for washing cherries, and the blue veins on the back of his fair hand bulged.

Wen Yan glanced at him and saw that his face was so gloomy that it could scrape off a layer of frost. She was distracted and accidentally cut her finger with the fruit knife in her hand that was cutting apples.

Hiss~

She gasped. Just as she

was about to treat the wound, a slender big hand suddenly stretched out, directly pulled up her finger, and then put it into his mouth.

Wen Yan slightly widened her eyes.

The man frowned and looked at her, "Why are you so careless?"

He took the injured finger into his mouth, and the warmth was accompanied by a slight tingling sensation.

It seemed that she didn't feel any pain at all.

Wen Yan stared at the man in a daze. His deep black eyes could not hide his concern and care for her.

Her heart, which was tightly wrapped, softened in an instant.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Yan withdrew her hand.

Her long feather eyelashes trembled slightly, "It's okay."

Si Moyan looked down at her and said in a hoarse voice, "I was angry yesterday and slammed the door and left. The main reason was that you told me to find another woman, and you were ready to leave at any time, which made me feel that I was not very important in your heart."

Wen Yan pursed her lips tightly, "Don't talk when you are angry. If you really find another woman, I will kill you and take you away."

Si Moyan looked at her with a deeper look, "Then you went to find a male model."

Not just one, but ten.

He felt heartbroken just thinking about it.

Wen Yan glared at him unhappily, "Do you want me to stay in the hot spring villa alone and be sad? I was also upset when you slammed the door and left. I think handsome guy can make me calm down, but I won't really do anything."

[Even if I want to do something, it will be after the divorce.]

[During the marriage, I still have some sense of morality.]

If he hadn't heard her voice, Simo Yan's mood might have improved.

But this woman never makes him worry-free.

He didn't say anything else and left the kitchen with the washed cherries.

Wen Yan, "..."

Good, good, he's awesome! He left

without saying another word and turned his face away.

"Jinglou, I see two cars parked at the gate of your yard. Is Wen Yan back?"

Wen Yan walked out of the kitchen and saw Aunt Zhang and a young man from the village coming over.

Wen Yan nodded to Aunt Zhang, "Auntie."

Aunt Zhang saw Wen Yan and her eyes flashed with surprise, "Oh my God, Xiaoyan has really changed a lot since she grew up. She is getting more and more beautiful, like a fairy."

Aunt Zhang pushed the young man beside her, "Haozi, you still know Xiaoyan, right? You two played together in the village when you were little."

Zhang Hao nodded, he looked at Wen Yan with a hint of shyness in his eyes, "Sister Xiaoyan."

Wen Yan smiled politely.

Aunt Zhang said enthusiastically, "Xiao Yan, our Haozi is the first college student in the village. He graduated last year and works in a big company in Yecheng. He has a bright future. You two grew up together. I think it's a good match..."

Zhang Hao blushed, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Aunt Zhang glared at Zhang Hao, "You are already a grown man, why are you shy? Mom knows that you liked Xiao Yan before. Now you have an education and a career. You look down on many girls in the village who want to marry you. It's Xiao Yan's blessing to be with you!"

Wen Jinglou's eyes flashed with displeasure. Even if his Yan Yan hadn't married, he would not agree to her marrying into the Zhang family.

It seems so great to have a college student.

His Yan Yan is not bad.

"Sister Zhang, my Yanyan is married. Her husband is right here at home. He is handsome, mature and steady. He is a perfect match for my Yanyan."