Wen Li was surprised.

She looked at Huo Yuanchen in disbelief and asked again, "What did you just say?"

Huo Yuanchen drove the car without even turning his head, and said calmly, "My mom asked for a divorce from my dad today. She even prepared the divorce agreement and took it out for my dad to sign."

"Well, does your father agree?"

Wen Li couldn't explain how she felt, but she felt that it was quite unexpected that Michelle Yim proposed divorce. She had endured it for so many years, and suddenly she was ready for divorce.

She was afraid that Michelle Yim would suffer if she proposed too hastily. After all, Huo Mingqi looked like a cunning and treacherous fox, and a housewife like Michelle Yim who had been out of touch with society for decades would definitely not be able to defeat him.

Huo Yuanchen still didn't turn around, but there was a little more sarcasm in his tone, and he said coldly, "My dad doesn't agree. Of course he won't agree. He and my mother have been married for so many years, and the marital property alone is a huge sum of money. It's not easy to divide it up."

Wen Li stopped talking.

Huo Mingqi has a typical business mindset, always putting profit first. He chose to give up Bai Yueguang and marry Qi Meizhen in order to gain the greatest benefit for the Huo Group.

Similarly, he would not allow Michelle Yim to take his money and damage the interests of the Huo Group.

This is probably the reason why he is willing to keep Zhang Li as his extramarital affair partner, but is unwilling to divorce Michelle Yim and be with his true love.

"What about Aunt Qi?" Wen Li asked Huo Yuanchen.

She put herself in her shoes. If she knew that her significant other was cheating on her with a lover and that the mistress even hired someone to hit her with a car, she would not be able to tolerate it for even a second and would definitely get a divorce.

Not only is it a divorce, but nothing that should be taken away should be left for the scumbag.

Huo Yuanchen said, "My mom was packing her luggage when I left, and my dad didn't stop her. I guess they will be separated for a while. But don't worry, my mom has a house in her name, so she won't be left without a place to go."

Wen Li nodded.

She had always thought that the men of the Huo family were not very humane, and now she found them even more terrifying. They even had to be on guard against their wife who had been with them for so many years. In their minds, what else could they not calculate?

Her impression of Huo Yuanchen dropped a lot, but she couldn't see anything on the surface. She even seemed to be worried about the injury on his face.

When treating his wound, she was very gentle, afraid of hurting him, and asked after touching him twice, "Does it hurt?"

She was actually just being polite, of course, there was an element of expression in this.

But she didn't expect that Huo Yuanchen actually cooperated and said "hmm" and said to her, "Be gentler."

Wen Li pondered the tone of his voice when he said this for a while, but still couldn't be sure whether there was any intention of acting coquettishly in it.

However, there is definitely a gesture of goodwill.

When Wen Li applied ointment to the bruise on Huo Yuanchen's cheek, he did not use a cotton swab. Instead, he dipped his fingertips in some anti-swelling and blood-stasis medicine, pressed it on his wound, and gently rubbed it in circles.

The touch of the fingertips is certainly different from that of a cotton swab. Not only is the strength different, but it also exudes an indescribable sense of ambiguity.

Huo Yuanchen glanced at her indifferently without saying anything, but he lowered his head cooperatively when applying the cream on the places she couldn't reach.

After she finished applying the ointment to the wound on his face, he called her and then slowly unbuttoned his shirt in front of her, revealing his muscular abdominal muscles and the mottled red marks on them.

Wen Li opened his eyes slightly, looked carefully for a while, and recognized that it was the marks of being whipped by a belt.

"Uncle Huo is too cruel. After all, he is his own son, but he can still hurt him." Her eyes were flashing with heartache, and her words were half true and half false.

Huo Yuanchen glanced at her and said calmly, "Didn't you just say that my dad showed mercy when he beat me and didn't use all his strength?"

Wen Li tentatively touched the wound on his abdominal muscle with her hand, raised her chin slightly, and met his eyes. "I didn't see the wound here just now, so I said something nonsense. Now that I see you are so badly injured, I feel heartbroken."

I heard that when men are vulnerable, they are particularly inclined to care about their women. Isn’t now a perfect opportunity?

Wen Li thought so and blinked his eyes, which were watery and looked quite attractive.

Huo Yuanchen looked at her twice more.

Wen Li was afraid that he would become suspicious, so he lowered his eyes and added, "I am a person who is easily soft-hearted."

The corners of Huo Yuanchen's mouth twitched, but it was unclear whether he was smiling or being sarcastic.

Wen Li was not in a hurry. She thought that this was not something that could be accomplished overnight and she had to take it step by step.

As she applied medicine to his body, she kept mumbling, "Why are you so stupid? Uncle Huo hit you, so you couldn't hide? At Uncle Huo's age, can his legs and feet be more flexible than yours?"

Huo Yuanchen lowered his head to look at her. From his angle, he could see the slightly curly hair on top of her head. He remembered the feel of her hair, which was very soft and rubbing it was like petting a cat, which was very addictive.

He couldn't help but rub her head and said calmly, "Why should I hide? If my dad gets rid of his anger, he will have no reason to care about Zhang Li anymore. Otherwise, my dad will get her out, and I will have to be on guard for my mom all the time. How tiring it is."

Wen Li didn't expect this to be the reason, and looked up at him blankly.

She thought, this man is so cruel to himself, if he finds out that she dared to lie to him, who knows how she will take revenge on her?

For a moment, I was a little hesitant and reluctant.

After applying the medicine, he asked her to boil some hot water and help him wash his hair.

Wen Li asked reluctantly, "Can't you wash it yourself?"

Huo Yuanchen said, "It's not very convenient. I'm afraid the water will flow onto the wound."

Wen Li thought about it and roughly understood what he meant by "take care of". She was originally wondering why he had to ask her to take care of him when he was willing to eat unhealthy takeout.

It turned out that he wanted her to help maintain personal hygiene.

This is easy to understand. After all, Huo Yuanchen has a mild mysophobia, and he can't ask An Wen to come and help him wash his hair and body.

At this time, the advantages of having had sex before are revealed. You have already seen each other's bodies, so there is nothing to hide, and it is easy to take care of them.

After realizing this, Wen Li was a little discouraged. Huo Yuanchen didn't choose her because he was closer to her. Compared with An Wen, she couldn't see any advantages now.

Although she was depressed, Wen Li still boiled some hot water and washed Huo Yuanchen's hair.

She let him lie flat, put his hair in a basin, and washed it very carefully. After washing, she also gave him a head massage. It can be said that she took very considerate care of him.

While she was drying his hair, he lay on her lap with a clean towel under his head, staring at her without blinking.

Wen Li was not used to being stared at by him at first, but when she lowered her head and saw the wound on his face, she couldn't help but soften her voice and asked him like coaxing a child, "Does it still hurt? It seems that some shampoo flowed down just now. Did it touch your wound?"

Huo Yuanchen thought her tone was too pretentious. But for some reason, he didn't stop her. He looked at her, curled his lips, then reached out to her, hooked his arm around her neck and kissed her.

"You want this?"