Actually, before meeting her, Yan Lang was really a romantic prodigal son. Nothing could really make him feel worried about the gains and losses. However, after meeting Wu Yang, he finally understood what it felt like to be led away by someone else.

A hint of helplessness flashed through his eyes. Yan Lang stared at her eyebrows and said, "I just don't think that man is reliable. Do you really want to be with him?"

Wu Yang lowered his head and frowned slightly. He spread out his hands and said, "When did I say that I wanted to be with him? Don't talk nonsense. The two of us have an innocent relationship."

The photos of the two of them were real, but why was she unwilling to admit it? Yan Lang knew that Wen Zhan had always existed in her heart and could not be removed. Perhaps, the two of them would continue to pester each other like enemies.

With a sigh, Yan Lang put the food he bought in the fridge and said, "You don't need to go to the hospital for the next few days to avoid being blocked by those reporters. It's not good."

Hearing this, Wu Yang was stunned for a moment, and her expression suddenly became very ugly. She lowered her head, and a worried expression appeared on her brows, "It really is annoying. That woman doesn't know how to advance or retreat at all."

"Forget it. The insider knows that she didn't respond, so you shouldn't argue with her. After a while, things will pass and nothing will happen." Looking at her eyebrows dotingly, Yan Lang's eyes were filled with a hint of a smile.

Wu Yang nodded. Seeing that he had bought so many things for him, he couldn't help but laugh, "Are you planning on not letting me go out? Or do you want me to be a refugee?"

Yan Lang smiled and stared at her eyebrows. "Anyway, it's not safe for you to go out. It's better to be careful. Don't go out anymore."

"Thank you." Wu Yang nodded. He felt that having such a reliable friend like Yan Lang was also a very happy thing.

"What do you mean thank you for? With this little effort, why don't you make me a bowl of beef noodles and remember to put more beef on it?" In the blink of an eye, Yan Lang returned to his playboy appearance.

Wu Yang shook his head helplessly. He quickly turned around and left, heading straight to the kitchen.

Under the dim yellow light, Wu Yang's figure was pulled very long, looking like Wen Nuan. Yan Lang greedily looked at her figure, his gaze becoming very gentle.

At this time, Wu Yang's phone suddenly rang. Yan Lang glanced at it and found that the remark was Wen Zhan. Immediately, his brows were tightly knitted together, and his eyes were filled with sadness. He sneered and picked up the phone.

"Where are you now?" Wen Zhan's voice was somewhat domineering, carrying an irresistible magic power.

Yan Lang raised his eyes and sneered. Then, he snorted coldly, "I say, President Wen, who do you think you are? Do you want to command Wu Yang? Do you want to see who you are?"

Hearing his voice, a wisp of anger flashed through Wen Zhan's eyes. He clenched his fists and his eyes were deep. "Why did you appear at Wu Yang's house?"

"Isn't our relationship better than yours?" Yan Lang snorted coldly and looked at Wu Yang, who was not far away. The smile in her eyes deepened, "She is helping me cook now. President Wen, it should be a great pity that she hasn't eaten the food cooked by Wu Yang."

"Shut up." Wen Zhan's anger had already been aroused by him. Immediately after, he quickly hung up the phone and directly drove to and from Wu Yang's home without saying a word.

After coming out, Wu Yang placed her face on the table and looked at Yan Lang. She noticed that something was wrong with this person's expression. Then, she scanned him suspiciously and asked, "Is something wrong? Why are you looking like this?"

"It's fine." With a strange smile, Yan Lang sat down and was about to eat.

Wu Yang noticed that her phone seemed to have been touched by someone else. Her expression turned a little cold and she took it over. The moment she saw the call record, her expression turned extremely bad. She threw the phone on the table with a slap.

"I said, I don't like people touching my things." Wu Yang narrowed his eyes and coldly looked at the man opposite him. Then, he revealed an unhappy expression.

Yan Lang rarely saw her so angry. Could it be that Wen Zhan was really that important to her?

"You said that you don't like him, but now you're angry for him and me. Little Yangyang, you're really lying." Shaking his head, a trace of pain flashed through the man's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

Seeing this, Wu Yang frowned.

The doorbell broke the awkwardness. Wu Yang sighed and quickly opened the door. Wen Zhan stood at the door with a gloomy expression. His handsome face carried a faint killing intent. His gaze pierced through Wu Yang and directly looked behind her.

Wen Zhan strode over and grabbed Yan Lang's collar, "It's already this time. What are you doing here?"

Why can't he come over? Yan Lang narrowed her eyes and stared into his. "Why can't I come over? I already said that my relationship with Wu Yang is unimaginable!" She said sternly.

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Zhan slapped the man in the face. He was so strong that a clear red mark appeared on Yan Lang's face.

Naturally, he couldn't tolerate Wen Zhan treating him like this. He quickly rushed over and prepared to fight back.

It was too ridiculous for two people to fight like two children. Wu Yang quickly walked between them and stared into their eyes. He said unhappily, "Enough, can you guys grow up and stop fighting?"

Originally, she had encountered a lot of things. These people actually disliked her for being too idle and actually came to fight with her. It was really annoying.

"Wu Yang, what exactly is your relationship?" A wisp of displeasure flashed through Wen Zhan's black eyes as he continued to take a step forward, as if he was asking a question.

Wu Yang suddenly felt very irritated. He stared into his eyes and said firmly, "This has nothing to do with you. I hope you understand that our relationship ended six years ago. Why are we still living in the past?"

With that, she turned around and did not want to look at Wen Zhan.

Hearing this, Wen Zhanying frowned. A meaningful light appeared in his eyes. He sneered and reached out to grab her shoulder. He said domineeringly, "But your body still remembers me and likes me, doesn't it?"

Immediately, Wu Yang's face turned red, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward and ambiguous.

"You bastard! What nonsense are you talking about?" Infuriated, Yan Lang grabbed Wen Zhan's arm and exerted an inch-by-inch force. What exactly did this person do to Wu Yang?