Wen Li didn't want to inquire about Huo Yuanchen's news, but she had a friend who was well-informed.

Zhou Ying told her, "Huo Yuanchen went on this business trip with Yu Jingchen. They were both exhausted from all the socializing. They were on a non-stop business trip."

Wen Li thought that she was really overthinking it this time. It seemed that Huo Yuanchen really didn't reply to her message because he was busy.

She relayed Huo Yuanchen's words to Michelle Yim, who, after thinking about it for two days, decided to return to the Huo family villa.

"I want to try again."

Maggie Cheung said, her expression was not good, with a hint of tiredness on her face, she was completely different from when she went out for travel, "Huo Mingqi and I have been married for so many years, even if he doesn't love me, how can he not even have family affection? Wen Li, I am unwilling to accept that I will be the loser in this marriage."

Wen Li had no right to say anything about this.

She just smiled and reminded Michelle Yim, "Aunt Qi, please don't forget our cooperation. My friend is still waiting for me to send the complete manuscript."

Speaking of this, Michelle Yim's mood finally improved. She nodded and promised, "I will research more cake styles when I return, and you are welcome to come over often to taste new products."

Wen Li drove Michelle Yim back to the Huo family villa. Before leaving, Michelle Yim hugged her tightly and said, "If Yuan Chen dares to bully you, just tell me and I will help you vent your anger."

A week later, Wen Li's studio welcomed an uninvited guest.

An Wen came here with her classmates. When she saw Wen Li, she pretended not to know her and asked timidly, "I heard that if you take photos here and show your student ID, you will get a discount. Is that true?"

Due to the large number of people present, Wen Li did not want to have any conflict with An Wen in his studio, for fear of affecting the reputation of the studio.

She had worked hard to build up a good reputation, and she couldn't let it be ruined by An Wen.

He nodded, matched An Wen's pretense, and said, "Yes. This offer lasts until next month. It's an event specially organized for graduation season."

An Wen said, "I want to take a photo for my ID."

Wen Li asked her, "Do you want to bring your own clothes, or choose clothes from mine? If you choose clothes from mine, you will have to wait half an hour longer while the people in front of you are still taking pictures, and the clothes will have to be disinfected afterwards."

An Wen said disdainfully, "Who wants to wear your clothes? They don't even have a brand. They're too low-class. I brought my own clothes."

She took out the formal suit she had prepared long ago from the bag she brought with her. It was indeed a well-known brand, and the entry-level model was priced in the five figures and above .

Wen Li said nonchalantly, "There's a dressing room over there, change your clothes and come over to take the photo."

An Wen smiled at her and took her clothes to change.

That smile was quite provocative.

Soon, An Wen came out after changing her clothes, walked up to Wen Li, and asked her, "Photographer, what do you think of my clothes?"

Wen Li said without even raising his eyelids, "If you think it's good, then it's good."

An Wen said with a smile, "Someone gave it to me. He must have good taste."

It is obvious who this "he" refers to.

Wen Li knew that this girl had chosen her studio to take photos just to provoke her. But she was also a little surprised at how poor An Wen's provocative methods were.

Get a set of clothes to piss her off?

What's there to be angry about?

She pointed to the photo taking spot expressionlessly and said, "Please take a seat over there and hurry up so as not to make the people behind you wait too long."

An Wen cooperated and sat obediently on the chair for her to take the photo. After the photo was taken, she did not make any unreasonable requests for photo retouching.

She just followed her classmates and asked Wen Li to send the electronic version of the edited photos to their mobile phones.

They said, “I’m too lazy to make another trip.”

Wen Li has a work account specifically for sending photos to clients, so she asked them to scan the QR code and add him.

"There are a lot of people taking photos recently, so it will take about three or four days to send the retouched photos to everyone. If anyone is in a hurry, you can tell me now and I will give priority to retouching the photos."

Since no one suggested rushing the process, Wen Li politely sent An Wen and her classmates to the door.

Before leaving, An Wen suddenly asked her classmates, "Have you received the experimental requirements sent by Professor Yu?"

Her classmates said, "I got it. Professor Yu is so dedicated. He just came back from a business trip abroad and assigned us experimental homework."

Another student also said, "I was planning to go out with my boyfriend on the weekend, but now I have to stay in the lab again. Can't Professor Yu take a break for two days and assign homework next week?"

An Wenting deliberately looked back at Wen Li and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter whether you start early or late. It's the last month. Submit your homework early and wait for your diploma."

After saying that, he chatted and laughed with his classmates and left.

Wen Li then realized that An Wen came to her today to discuss this matter.

She hesitated for a long time, but still asked Zhou Ying, "Did Professor Yu come back with Huo Yuanchen?"

Zhou Ying was a little surprised. "Didn't Professor Huo tell you when he would be back?"

Wen Li's heart sank, and he said, "No."

There was no reply from Zhou Ying, maybe she went to ask someone.

An hour later, he replied, "Professor Huo will stay there for two more days and will probably be back this week. Yu Jingchen told you not to speculate, as he can prove that Professor Huo has been busy on this business trip."

Wen Li thought that she was still influenced by An Wen.

She thanked Zhou Ying, tried not to care about Huo Yuanchen anymore, and was busy filling herself with work.

It was not until three days later that I took a day off because I was really not feeling well.

When Huo Yuanchen returned to the apartment with his suitcase, he saw Wen Li lying on his sofa, curled up in a ball, with a thin blanket covering him in the hot weather.

On the coffee table was a half-eaten snack and half a cup of cold water.

He asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Wen Li opened her eyes dazedly, and when she saw it was him, she subconsciously reached out to him, wanting him to help her up.

"Relatives are here, it hurts."

When she spoke, her eyebrows were furrowed, which showed that she was in great pain.

Huo Yuanchen saw the hand she stretched out to him, but he deliberately ignored it, walked past her, and found a box of painkillers under the coffee table.

"You bought it last month, have you forgotten?"

Wen Li took out the medicine, drank it with the cold water in the cup, and said, "I really forgot."

Huo Yuanchen threw all her leftover snacks into the trash bag before pulling her up and saying, "Go to bed."

If Wen Li was alone, she would naturally force herself to get through it. But now that Huo Yuanchen was back, she wanted to act like a spoiled brat.

She opened her arms and wanted him to hold her, "My legs are so weak from the pain that I can't walk."

As soon as her fingertips touched his clothes, he subconsciously took a small step back.

Wen Li noticed it and stopped asking for a hug. Then, she took a deep breath and asked him suspiciously.

"Why do you smell like women's perfume?"