"You know my situation?" Ye Wan looked at him in surprise.
"You are pregnant now, I know. Go and rest. I'll call you when the soup is ready," Yan Haojue said calmly.
"..."
"Mr. Yan, I don't think we're that familiar yet. Isn't it inappropriate for you to be like this? If your wife finds out, she'll probably be angry," Ye Wan reminded him that he was married and it wasn't good to be making soup at a woman's house.
"I see you as a junior, there's no other meaning," Yan Haojue believed that Ye Wan must have some connection with that woman from back then, and that Ye Wan might be the key to finding her.
"But your wife doesn't know, and women are jealous," Ye Wan didn't think the age difference would make things simple. Just as Gu Yunting told her to stay away from him, she also knew that a successful man like him had a fatal attraction to women of all ages.
"Alright, I'll get a divorce after I go back, and then I'll take care of you," Yan Haojue said calmly, his hands not stopping as he began to wash things.
Ye Wan was completely stunned by his words. What was this about getting a divorce first?
Did all men treat marriage as a child's play? Gu Yunting was like this, and Yan Haojue was also like this. It was truly speechless.
Yan Haojue didn't want to leave, and Ye Wan couldn't chase him away, so she let him do as he pleased and went to do her own thing.
Someone knocked on the door again. Ye Wan opened it and saw that it was Old Man Yan. She opened the door and let the elder come in.
Old Man Yan was also carrying a lot of things, and he looked like he was in a bad mood, his expression not very good.
"Grandpa Yan, what brings you here?" Ye Wan invited him in.
As Old Man Yan was about to speak, he took a deep whiff and asked, "What are you cooking? It smells so good."
"I'm making it. Dad, why are you here?" Yan Haojue came out of the kitchen and saw his father, whom he hadn't seen in a long time.
"Yan Haojue, why are you here?" Old Man Yan's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at his son.
Ye Wan: "..."
So these two were father and son. What a coincidence.
"Ye Wan is sick, I came to make her something to eat. Otherwise, if she doesn't eat, it won't be good for her body," Yan Haojue said righteously.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Ye Wan won't be able to eat? She's not a three-year-old child. Tell me, do you have ulterior motives towards Ye Wan? I'm telling you, this is my god-granddaughter, your god-daughter! You can't have any improper thoughts about her!" Old Man Yan almost jumped up.
"You're right, so what's wrong with a godfather taking care of his sick god-daughter?" Yan Haojue retorted calmly.
"You're talking nonsense. Would you be so kind? Hurry up and leave! I warn you, don't come to harass Ye Wan anymore," Old Man Yan warned him angrily.
"I've already started cooking. Are you sure you don't want to eat some?" Yan Haojue didn't care about his father's words.
Old Man Yan: "..."
It seemed like he hadn't eaten his son's cooking for many years. He remembered his son was a very good cook.
"Then leave after you're done!"
Ye Wan: "..."
During the meal, both Yan Haojue and Old Man Yan kept putting food on Ye Wan's plate. Ye Wan said, "I can't eat that much. You guys eat too."
Old Man Yan looked at his son, who was being so attentive. How could he be the aloof heartthrob from before? He said, "Yan Haojue, I'm telling you, don't have any improper thoughts about Ye Wan. She's your junior."