The eyes of the two men met in midair. In the small space, the atmosphere instantly became subtle.

Yan Lang stood motionless, "I didn't expect President Wen to have the habit of barging in without the consent of his master?"

Wen Zhan looked over at Wu Yang on the sofa, his expression indifferent to anger and joy. "Why did I come to Wu Yang's house with your permission?"

Yan Lang did not say anything. He watched Wen Zhan strode over and said, "What did you want to do to her just now?"

In fact, when Wen Zhan saw the mess on the table and smelled the wine coming from Wu Yang, he knew that she was drunk and asleep.

He was very unhappy to see Yan Lang here.

Wu Yang was his, why was this man haunting Wu Yang everywhere?

Yan Lang shrugged, "Wu Sister Yang is drunk. I'm just taking care of her."

"Wu Sister Yang?"

Wen Zhan looked at him with a faint smile. "I've been with her for so many years. How come I didn't know that she had an older brother?"

Yan Lang's expression changed, and then returned to normal. "I've known her for so many years, and she never told me that she had an ex-boyfriend."

If they wanted to hurt each other, who was afraid of who?

Wen Zhan poisonously used what he had just said to stop her, "That's because you don't have the right to enter her heart."

Yan Lang said, "Then you're probably insignificant in her heart. Otherwise, how could she not even mention it?"

Wen Zhan couldn't help but be a little angry. "What does the matter between me and her have to do with an outsider like you?"

"It doesn't matter. I just can't stand the fact that my ex-boyfriend, who should have died, keeps pestering me."

Wen Zhan narrowed his eyes. "Are you jealous?"

Yan Lang chuckled, "Why should I be jealous? Why should I be jealous of you? The matter between you and Wu Yang has already become a thing of the past, and it has even become an eternal pain in Wu Yang's heart. Don't you realize how much Wu Yang is resisting you now?"

Wen Zhan's heart skipped a beat.

Hearing Yan Lang's words, he seemed to know something.

Impossible. Just now, he said that he wouldn't be able to enter Wu Yang's heart.

After a long time, Wen Zhan stiffly changed the topic. "That has nothing to do with you. You can leave now. Don't disturb Wu Yang's sleep!"

How could Yan Lang let him do as he wished? He looked at Wu Yang and deliberately lowered his voice. "If you want to leave, it's you. Don't forget how much she hates to see you."

Wen Zhan sneered, "Is that so? You feel wrong. If Wu Yang really hates me, then she wouldn't have been with me last night."

Yan Lang's expression finally changed.

He looked at Wen Zhan expressionlessly, and his aura was tit for tat with him. "Wen Zhan, I didn't expect you to be such a person."

In Yan Lang's eyes, Wen Zhan had already turned into a bastard who would always force a woman.

Wen Zhan finally felt like he had broken a round.

At this moment, Wu Yang opened her eyes. She didn't know if she was conscious or not. She sat up straight and looked at Yan Lang. Then, she turned to look at Wen Zhan. Her tone was fierce and fierce.

"Shut up, don't make any noise!"

At the same time, Yan Lang and Wen Zhan reached out to help her, "Wu Yang, you're drunk."

Wu Yang, on the other hand, stood up first and walked straight into the room.

Wen Zhan and Yan Lang followed suit.

"Bang!"

The door was directly closed in front of the two of them, and it was even locked.

Immediately after, Wu Yangdong's voice sounded as he fell onto the bed.

The two people outside looked at each other and then sat down on the sofa in the living room at the same time.

He sat there until dawn.

Neither of them slept nor spoke, just like two fighting cocks.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Yan Lang stood up and went to buy breakfast.

Wen Zhan entered the kitchen.

At half past seven, Wu Yang's biological clock woke up on time.

She opened her eyes in high spirits, her eyes clear and bright, without leaving the slightest sign of a hangover.

After washing up, Wu Yang opened the door and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The table was filled with things, but it was clearly placed on both sides.

Standing beside him was Yan Lang. On the table in front of him was the breakfast he had bought. Xiaolong Steamed Bun, soybean milk, fried dough sticks, and millet porridge were all available.

Wen Zhan stood opposite him. In front of him was a small pot. The contents of the pot were steaming hot, and beside it were fried poached eggs.

Wu Yang walked over to Wen Zhan with a cold expression, "President Wen, I think I already told you very clearly yesterday. What are you still doing in my house?"

Yan Lang's mood, which had been gloomy all night, suddenly turned dark and sunny. He looked at Wen Zhan with some schadenfreude.

Wen Zhan's expression did not change. "I've already told you that I didn't do anything six years ago, but you don't believe me. I won't let go until things are thoroughly clarified."

Never!

Wu Yang took a deep breath and said, "Wen Zhan, I really didn't expect you to be such a person. You still have to argue at this time!"

Wen Zhan withdrew his gaze. Although he was somewhat powerless, he endured not getting angry at Wu Yang.

"I cooked your favorite beef porridge."

Wu Yang put aside his head and said, "I don't like beef porridge anymore!"

Yan Lang took the opportunity to recommend the breakfast he bought, "Wu Yang, these are all things you like to eat. Hurry up and eat. After eating, you have to go to work."

Wu Yang keenly saw that he and Wen Zhan were both greenish-gray under their eyes. What had happened last night?

Could it be that the two of them stayed here all night and didn't sleep?

Thinking of this, she felt a little annoyed.

Glancing at Wen Zhan beside her, she angrily picked up a bag of fragrant buns and said, "Let's go. We can also go to the hospital to eat."

Yan Lang was naturally eager to help him lift the rest of the things, "Alright."

Wu Yang looked at Wen Zhan with a smelly face. "President Wen, we have to go to work. Are you still not leaving?"

Wen Zhan glanced at her and stood up without saying a word.

Wu Yang drove his car while Yan Lang drove his own. The two of them left in front of Wen Zhan.

Wen Zhan pulled his tie irritably.

After tossing and turning for so long, he didn't sleep for another night, and his usually meticulous suit also started to wrinkle.

Upon receiving the news, the assistant couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Wen Zhan like this.

The president hasn't slept all night?

You didn't even take a bath?

Could it be that he spent last night at Doctor Wu's house?

He noticed that Wen Zhan was in a bad mood and carefully walked up to him, "President, do you need to take you home first?"

"No need. Go to the company."

Wen Group Group is bidding for a large-scale project recently, Wen Zhan attaches great importance to it and has been personally following up.

It was only after hearing that Wu Yang interacted frequently with Yan Lang in the canteen last night that he went to look for her from the morning shift for the first time in the world. He didn't expect that he would get this result.

The assistant didn't dare to ask anymore and drove Wen Zhan to the company.

The Office of the President is fully furnished with not only a small kitchen but also a shower.

Wen Zhan took a bath and dived into his work without eating breakfast.

On the other side, just as Wu Yang and Yan Lang arrived at the hospital's department, Jiang Manyao, a troublemaker, came up again.

"What did you do with Wen Zhan yesterday?"