Standing in the entrance, Wen Jinglan looked around blankly for a while, perhaps the luxury here was beyond her imagination, and she was a little at a loss.

Wen Nanzhi turned his head and caught the uneasiness in her eyes, and the sour nose for no reason.

"Come in". She spoke, and there was something wrong with her voice.

"Young Master, you're back." Hearing the sound, Aunt Yun came out of the kitchen, saw Sheng Jingchen first, then crossed him, and looked at Wen Nanzhi behind her.

"Young Grandma".

"Hmm". Wen Nanzhi nodded.

"Who is this......?" Aunt Yun noticed Wen Jinglan, her gaze stayed slightly, mixed with a little scrutiny, but it was kind.

"My aunt".

"Hello". Wen Jinglan laughed, the blood stains on her forehead had dried up and turned dark purple, a little terrifying.

"Hello".

"Aunt Yun, call Dr. Xu to come over." Sheng Jingchen commanded.

"No need". Wen Nanzhi stopped, she didn't want to move too much, and then alarm the old mansion.

But she didn't know that her every move was already under control.

"Aunt Yun, please help me bring the medicine box."

Aunt Yun subconsciously went to see Sheng Jingchen, Sheng Jingchen nodded, and agreed.

"Sit down, I still have some things to deal with." Sheng Jingchen was about to go upstairs, walked to the staircase, and said hello to Wen Jinglan.

He rarely treats people so politely, mostly for Wen Nanzhi's sake, Wen Nanzhi understands and appreciates him.

"You're busy". Wen Jinglan was just about to sit down, but got up again to respond.

Entering the study, Sheng Jingchen took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa.

He walked to the window, and a happy color appeared between his eyebrows, but he didn't know it.

After a long time, there was a knock on the door, and he turned around, walked to the sofa chair next to the desk and sat down.

"Enter". He pulled out the folder, his slender fingers picking open two pages.

"Honey water".

"Hangover cure". Wen Nanzhi pushed the door in, holding a glass in his hand, still steaming.

"Hmm". Sheng Jingchen took it and took a sip, he didn't like sweets, but he didn't feel tired.

In the past five years, except that they have not had sex together, they seem to be a normal couple.

Wen Nanzhi was careful and considerate, took good care of him, and he did not complain, sheltering Wen Nanzhi from the wind and rain.

But now, after all, it has changed.

"Thank you for today's events." Wen Nanzhi lowered his eyebrows and eyes, unable to see his emotions clearly.

"Hmm". Sheng Jingchen didn't like such politeness, he frowned, and signed his name on the document, with great force, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction.

"I went out first". After saying that, Wen Nanzhi also retreated.

Closing the door, she exhaled, as if she had gone back to five years ago, when they had only gotten married, and she didn't even say a word, but the difference was that she no longer took the initiative.

Inside the door, Sheng Jingchen raised his eyes and flashed a trace of coldness.

On the day and night of leaving, Wen Nan missed the big bathtub in the bathroom, so she put hot water, took off her dress neatly, and sighed comfortably after lying down.

I don't know how long it took, the water temperature gradually cooled, she was reluctant to get up, and as soon as the white and tender soles of her feet stepped on the floor, she also remembered that she was too anxious and forgot to bring in a change of clothes.

This was her room, so she didn't hesitate to open the door and walk out.

Sheng Jingchen came in for a while, he knew that Wen Nanzhi was taking a bath, so he didn't bother, and went to bed with a stack of materials.

He glanced at ten lines, and when he turned to the last page, there was a sudden smell of dampness, he subconsciously tilted his head, stunned for a moment, but his eyes unconsciously followed Wen Nanzhi.

Overhead is a glass chandelier, the light is pale, falling on Wen Nanzhi's skin, a little dazzling, she just has her back to Sheng Jingchen, but it is enough to arouse the man's irritation.

Sheng Jingchen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, although his eyes were still clear, but his mind was full of Wen Nanzhi's slender waist, and Ying Ying seemed to be fragile when he held it.

It's fine!

He wanted to be rude, and he wanted to do something else.

In contrast, Wen Nanzhi didn't know anything, she still half-squatted down and rummaged through the bottom floor of the wardrobe for a long time before she took out a nightdress.

"You...... When did you come in? She turned, forgetting to react for a moment, and after a few seconds, she remembered to cover it with her hand.

"Just now". Sheng Jingchen was very calm, so calm that he lingered on Wen Nanzhi's body again.

"What do you see? Turn your head quickly". Wen Nanzhi was about to cry in a hurry.

"Oh". Sheng Jingchen obediently turned his head.

"Rogues". Wen Nanzhi scolded, picked up the nightdress, and ran back to the bathroom.

"Who let you into my room?" After a long time, Wen Nanzhi came out, and she saw that Sheng Jingchen was still leaning on the bed, and she was angry.

"The door is unlocked." Sheng Jingchen got cheap and behaved, muttered, and seemed to feel that he was right.

"Yes, too". Wen Nanzhi couldn't refute, she crossed her waist with one hand, her chest rose and fell violently, and she forgot what else to say for a while.

Sheng Jingchen is not weak-hearted, this is his home, and it is normal for him to go anywhere.

However, his eyes seemed to be disobedient and kept growing on Wen Nanzhi's body.

It made him feel like he might have really been abstinent for too long.