Wu Yang's face suddenly turned red. She nervously took a step forward and walked between the two of them. She stared at Wen Zhan with displeasure. The coldness in her eyes gradually spread. She clenched her fists and said, "I've already forgotten about this. I didn't expect President Wen to be so unrestrained."

She said this as if she were a very casual person.

Wen Zhan's expression turned extremely bad. He clenched his fists tightly, and hatred flashed in his eyes.

"You can go now." Now that the two of them had spread the rumors of an affair and said that it was better to avoid suspicion, Wu Yang took a deep breath and pushed the man away without saying a word.

She clenched her fists tightly and her eyes turned a lot red. Her movements were so decisive that she almost didn't give a man a chance.

Just like that, Wen Zhan's face turned a lot paler. Then, he bitterly smiled. It turned out that in her heart, he really did not have any status at all.

At this moment, Wu Yang felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart. She lowered her head and frowned tightly. She felt as if her entire body's strength had been sucked away. Just like that, she faced Yan Lang with tears streaming down her eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Lang looked at her painful appearance, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. It seemed that he had never seen Wu Yang like this before.

"It's fine." All the memories that had tortured Wu Yang surged into her heart. She smiled bitterly and looked blankly in front of her, her eyes filled with sadness.

Seeing this, Yan Lang walked over and carefully pulled her catkin. He stared at Wu Yang's eyebrows and said, "It's fine. It really can't be done. You still have me."

Hearing this, Wu Yang was really amused by him. Yes, there was also Yan Lang, but what else could he do besides joke?

However, the next second, Yan Lang suddenly revealed a very serious expression. His voice also carried a hint of gentleness and seriousness, "If you really don't have anyone to accompany you, why don't you consider me? I don't mind being your flower escort."

Wu Yang felt a little unaccustomed to his sudden affection. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes as he stared at it. Wu Yang tightened his grip on his fingers and his face unconsciously turned a little red. He looked at him nervously.

Seemingly sensing her shyness, Yan Lang changed his expression. Then, he raised his eyes to look at her and said, "Forget it, I can't give up my harem for you."

He knew that this person wasn't serious at all. Wu Yang shook his head and rolled his eyes at him. He said, "Alright, I knew it. You said it casually. I'm tired. Let's go rest first. You can wash the dishes yourself."

Recently, she had encountered a lot of things. She had just encountered Wen Zhan. She was really annoyed now. As long as she thought of such things, Wu Yang felt powerless.

Nodding, Yan Lang really took on the responsibility of washing the dishes and went to the kitchen with the dishes and chopsticks.

Perhaps, no one would have thought that the dignified Yan Clan's eldest young master would actually do such a thing, right?

After finishing all of this, Yan Lang glanced at Wu Yang, who was already asleep. She had no choice but to say that she really did not have the slightest bit of guard against him. Wasn't she afraid that he would suddenly barge in with this appearance?

Smiling bitterly, Yan Lang sat beside her bed and lowered his head to stare at her eyebrows. His temperament had become very gentle.

At this moment, he did not notice that Wu Yang's fingers were curled up slightly.

After a night passed, Wu Yang slept quite well. She stretched and found that there seemed to be a fragrance of rice coming from outside. A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. Then, she walked down and saw a cook from a certain family carrying the prepared breakfast on the table.

God, what is he doing? He actually cooked all the food! Wu Yang's eyes were filled with astonishment. He quickly walked down and rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He asked, "Heavens, what's wrong with you?"

"What? Are you very touched now? Forget it, you can be touched, but don't fall in love with me." The man raised his eyebrows, and a mocking expression flashed through his eyes. He blinked his eyes and said.

This wasn't what Wu Yang was thinking. She coughed awkwardly and glanced at him. She asked herself, "Big brother, why didn't you leave yesterday? What are you doing here?"

It was truly frightening that he hadn't left yet.

Hearing this, Yan Lang's face darkened. This woman was really confused.

"Alright, you're really a straight woman of steel. Almost there. Come over and eat." With a sigh, Yan Lang sat down first.

Looking at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, Wu Yang raised his eyebrows. He did not expect that this person could actually cook well.

She coughed and a glimmer of light flashed through her eyes. Then, she quickly ate a little and thought of going to work. She clearly didn't do anything wrong. Why did she have to be unemployed at home?

After breakfast, Wu Yang stood up and went out, preparing to go to the hospital to take a look.

However, what she did not expect was that as soon as she left, a large group of reporters rushed over. It seemed that these people had already squatted here in advance. Wu Yang's expression was extremely shocked. She covered her lips, her palms trembling slightly, and then she was about to lock the door and leave.

However, her movements were still a step slower, and those people had already blocked her path of retreat.

"Miss Wu, can you explain your relationship with Wen Zhan to us? Are you and Jiang Manyao rivals? Was it because of your framing that she plagiarized her thesis?"

"Also, does the Wen Clan agree to your relationship with Wen Zhan?"

These questions were truly more and more unpleasant to hear. Wu Yang's expression changed a little. What was this? Is Jiang Manyao's plagiarism something she can control?

Also, why was she related to Wen Zhan and wanted to be stopped by the people from the Wen Clan? Did this mean that she looked down on others?

Wu Yang sneered. The disgust in her eyes became even more obvious. She coughed and frowned tightly. She stared at those annoying reporters and harshly scolded, "Shut up. As reporters, I hope that you can report some meaningful news instead of digging up other people's privacy here."

"In response to your questions just now, I will answer them now. However, I will only say it once. I hope you can remember it." Wu Yang raised his chin and a cold look flashed in his eyes. He crossed his arms and said, "I can't stop Jiang Manyao from plagiarizing her, so this matter has nothing to do with me."

"Also, Wen Zhan and I are not boyfriend and girlfriend. The thoughts of his family have nothing to do with me. You don't need to ask me any more questions. I won't answer."