"Hello, Miss Lan, I am Xu Yan, Mr. Song's assistant. Mr. Song would like to see you." The visitor recognized Lan Weiwan at a glance and introduced himself proactively, with a tone that could not be refused.

Sure enough, he is from An Huaijue, even his tone of voice is so similar.

Lan Weiwan thought to herself, pursed her red lips and walked to the coffee table to pick up the marriage certificate. She immediately raised her eyes and looked at Ruan Mingsheng: "Remember what you said!"

After that, she left the Ruan family with Xu Yan.

On the way, Lan Weiwan was a little irritated, using her marriage certificate as a fan to fan the wind, while pretending to be casual, she asked: "How does An Huaijue plan to deal with me?"

She would never believe that An Huaijue really wanted to marry her.

Xu Yan was driving, and out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of Lan Weiwan's exaggerated makeup and rather childish behavior. He couldn't help but laugh, but still said respectfully: "You are Mr. Song's wife, don't worry, Miss Lan."

It was okay not to say this, but when he said this, Lan Weiwan felt even more uneasy.

The car soon stopped outside the hospital. Lan Weiwan glanced outside and hesitated to get out of the car. Could it be that An Huaijue wanted to send her to the hospital to remove one of her organs and then dismember her body?

Destroyed?

Lan Weiwan was thinking randomly when Xu Yan's voice sounded again: "Mr. Song suffered a head injury before and is currently recuperating in the hospital."

It turned out to be like this. Lan Weiwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of that night five days ago, his expression became a little unnatural, and he silently followed Xu Yan into the hospital.

Outside the ward, Xu Yan stopped: "Mr. Song is inside, Miss Lan please come."

Lan Weiwan felt like a light on his back, took two deep breaths, pushed the door open and walked in.

When she saw An Huaijue with a bald head, Lan Weiwan almost burst out laughing.

Quite bald!

"It's funny?" An Huaijue was dealing with official business. When he heard movement from the door, he paused slightly and turned his attention to Lan Weiwan.

Because he injured his head, An Huaijue had no choice but to shave his hair in order to recover from the wound as quickly as possible. When he saw Lan Weiwan suppressing a smile, his face instantly darkened.

When Lan Weiwan caught the man's captivating gaze, he hurriedly held back his smile and shook his head vigorously.

An Huaijue closed the computer, stood up and walked towards her: "Ruan Mingsheng told you?"

"Say, I've said it." Looking at the approaching man, Lan Weiwan's heartbeat was beating like a drum. She pressed her back against the door panel and held the door handle with her backhand. If she saw something was wrong, she could slip away.

Naturally, An Huaijue didn't miss her little move. He simply raised his hand and pressed it against the door panel, trapping her between his chest and the door panel.

"Where's the ring?" he pressed, his tone showing a chill.

Lan Weiwan gritted his teeth and said with a guilty conscience: "Sell it, but don't worry, I haven't spent the money yet, I can give it to you."

"..." An Huaijue tightened his thin lips and said nothing.

"Your ring is quite valuable. I sold it for five million. Isn't it a good deal?" Lan Weiwan opened his hand and gestured, smiling bitterly.

"You sold a ring worth five billion for five million. It's a good deal, huh?" An Huaijue seemed to be smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

five billion?

Lan Weiwan almost choked on his saliva. Can such a broken ring be worth five billion?

"Wait...wait a minute." Lan Weiwan calmed down and pretended to be calm: "Anyway, the ring is not in my hand now, what do you want?"

Now that the ring is gone, if it was really worth five billion, she wouldn't be able to afford the compensation even if she sold it.

But since An Huaijue had planned this marriage, he must have other purposes, so she could only wait and see what happens.

"Didn't you say that if I give you the ring, you would give me whatever I want?" The man chuckled, with danger in his dark eyes.

Upon hearing what the man said, Lan Weiwan subconsciously protected her chest and looked at the man warily: "Then what do you want?"

"Marry me." An Huaijue said, suddenly distanced himself, and looked at Lan Weiwan calmly: "I need a child."

Lan Weiwan was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize: "You don't mean to think... No, I won't agree!"

She had just graduated, and she only agreed to get married as a stopgap measure for the antique store she got from Ruan Mingsheng. How could she be allowed to have a child with a man she had only met three times?

It's scary to think about it.

"Do you think you still have a choice now?" An Huaijue sneered.

Looking at the man's smile, Lan Weiwan felt a chill running down his spine, but he still discussed it: "You see, we have just met. With your status, there are many women who want to marry you and have children. Otherwise, I think

How about we get the ring back for you and then we get divorced?"

Lan Weiwan's intuition tells Lan Weiwan that if he continues to deal with this dangerous man, it will definitely not be that easy to escape unscathed in the future.

Perhaps he didn't expect that she would say this. An Huaijue's eyes suddenly darkened, and there were emotions in his eyes that even Lan Weiwan couldn't understand.

Just when Lan Weiwan thought An Huaijue would refuse, his voice suddenly rang out: "Okay."

"Then let's make an agreement first. Before I find the ring, we won't interfere with each other, and we don't have to fulfill any marital obligations!" Seeing An Huaijue's agreement, Lan Weiwan breathed a sigh of relief.

Since you are getting divorced, there are certain things that need to be explained clearly in advance.

"Don't push yourself too far." An Huaijue frowned and pinched Lan Weiwan's chin. After taking a closer look at the makeup on her face, he frowned even more tightly: "Before the divorce, your identity was still Mrs. Song. From now on,

Don’t put on such messy makeup, and the clothes you are wearing, it’s best if it’s the last time I see you wearing it, otherwise I won’t mind changing it for you next time.”

"You..." Lan Weiwan was furious. What happened to her clothes? Why should An Huaijue care about her?

But before she could finish speaking, a bunch of keys suddenly appeared in front of her eyes: "From today on, you will move into Song Mansion. Xu Yan will send you there later. Don't even think about playing tricks."

The last sentence revealed Chi Guoguo's threat.

Lan Weiwan gritted her teeth, but now there was no way out. She could only find the ring as soon as possible and get rid of An Huaijue as soon as possible!

"Got it!" Almost gritting his teeth, Lan Weiwan took his chin out of the man's hand, opened the door and left.

Outside, Xu Yan was already waiting. When he saw Lan Weiwan coming out of the ward angrily, he was not surprised. He just stepped forward respectfully: "Miss Lan, please."

Lan Weiwan turned her head and looked at the half-closed ward door, her little face suddenly filled with smile: "Your name is Xu Yan, right? I want to go back and get some things before moving there, okay? Don't worry, I know Song Mansion

Where."

All the information about Lan Weiwan was investigated by Xu Yan first-hand. He naturally knew Lan Weiwan's temperament and kept things business-like: "I'm sorry, Miss Lan, Mr. Song has arranged everything. You just need to cooperate. Please don't

Put me in trouble."

"You and An Huaijue are just like stones in the pit, smelly and hard!" When it comes to talking and talking, Lan Weiwan has never lost.
Chapter completed!