Xie Yansheng brought up the old story again, but he was still not ready to let her go.

In the past two years, she has clashed with Xie Yansheng many times, and she has also found some ways.

As long as Shen Yi is involved, silence is better than anything else.

"Did I say yes?" Xie Yansheng pinched her jaw with one hand, and their eyes met in the washing mirror.

Wen Lan didn't dodge, and reached out to break his fingers one by one.

His eyes grew sharp, and as she was about to walk out of the bathroom, he stretched out his long legs and closed the door.

"Take it off."

Words without any temperature came from the mouth of the thanksgiving voice.

Wen Lan knew that "there was no escape", his waist straightened, looked back at him from the mirror, and laughed lightly: "There are so many rooms, do you have to be here?"

"Because here, you can wash away the filth from your body." Xie Yansheng said, grabbing her hand and pulling it hard.

Before she could stagger and stand still, a rushing stream of water poured down her head!

"Thank you, you're crazy!".

The water was flowing so fast that she couldn't even open her eyes.

"Wash me away from the smell of wild men."

Xie Yansheng pushed her against the wall, she couldn't move, she could only let the cold water pour her inside and out.

"What about you? Thank you! You also have Cheng Nijia's in you—"

Wen Lan covered his eyes in a broken break, and before he could finish speaking, his lips were blocked by Xie Yan's voice.

There was no interaction and she kept crying.

The voice of the thank you banquet was more presumptuous than usual.

The whole process, she was humiliated.

More than once, the voice of thanksgiving came in her ear, "You know, I can, you can't."

There are still three or four days before New Year's Day, and Wen Jinyin will make the game data public before New Year's Day, and the relationship between her and Xie Yansheng can be imagined at that time.

At the moment when Xie Yansheng got up, she slapped Xie Yansheng in the face in the mood of breaking the jar.

Xie Yansheng was not annoyed, only touched his face and went downstairs.

Wen Lan woke up in the middle of the night and was very hot, and found a bag of cold spirit from the medicine box to drink, and he was still dizzy until the morning.

I leaned against the wall and went to the bathroom, and I couldn't get out of bed again.

She felt like she was on fire, her mind was still clear, and she knew that she had to get rid of the fever as soon as possible.

At this time, she realized that Xie Yansheng had not returned all night.

In addition to caring about whether she drinks medicine or not, even if she doesn't go downstairs for two days, no one will care.

Her cell phone rang in the corner of the bed.

In a daze, she clicked the answer button without even seeing it.

"Wen Lan, your bag was left in my car last night." It turned out to be Shen Yi.

She let out a weak "oh" and said in a thick nasal voice, "Don't rush to use it, let's use it tomorrow-"

"It's half past eight, and you haven't woken up yet?" Shen Yi could already hear that something was wrong with her, "Where is it?"

"Where else can I go, don't say." In view of the madness of Xie Yansheng last night, she didn't dare to fight with Shen Yi anymore.

As soon as her ears cleared, the call rang again.

It took a lot of effort to glance at it, it was Zhou Qiao, and she had a feeling of seeing a savior.

"Are you sick and no one cares?" Zhou Qiao's breath was very anxious.

She said slowly, "I burned all night, and I couldn't get out of bed."

"Tell me where you are now, and I'll take care of the rest."

"The old mansion of the Xie family."

"Where's the scumbag?" Zhou Qiao instantly became angry, "Don't say that you burned all night, he went outside to be happy again?"

Wen Lan said: "If you don't reveal my scars, you're not feeling well, are you?"

Before ending the call, Zhou Qiao didn't forget to scold Xie Yansheng a few words.

In less than twenty minutes, Zhou Qiao rushed over.

Help Wen Lan get dressed and drive to the People's Hospital.

Queuing up to register, take medicine, and hang up a drip, Wen Lan was relieved when he lay in the single room.

Zhou Qiao sat cross-legged on the companion bed opposite, scolding Xie Yansheng while swiping his mobile phone.

"What the hell are you married, no wonder he didn't go home last night, he went to Xiyuan to have a little love again, how could he think of you!"

Xiyuan is the house that Xie Yansheng found for Cheng Nijia.

"My wife is sick at home and no one takes care of him, but he is on the hot search outside! If it weren't for Shen Yi calling me, now, I would probably have to collect your body for you."

Zhou Qiao's words slammed Wen Lan's heart.

When the first bottle was dripping halfway, the call of Xie Yan rang out, and Wen Lan didn't answer.

The second time he called, Zhou Qiao picked up Wen Lan's mobile phone and clicked on the speakerphone.

"Do me a favor, go home, and bring the two local certificates on the top floor of the safe to my office."

Xie Yansheng seemed to be in a hurry.

"Can't go!" Zhou Qiao yelled loudly and helped her turn her phone to silent.

"If you still have a little backbone, don't answer the call from the scumbag today. I'd like to see if he's worried about you!"

"He will only think of me when he needs me." Wen Lan rolled over and closed his eyes to recuperate.

After the drip, Wen Lan took Zhou Qiao's car back to TT.

On the way, I looked through my mobile phone and found that there were more than a dozen missed calls from Xie Yansheng alone.

Xie Yansheng and Cheng Nijia Qingqing didn't close the curtains when I was young, and they were photographed by the paparazzi, and they were on the hot search in Jiangcheng early in the morning.

Maybe Xie Yansheng is protecting Cheng Nijia, and no one has revealed her identity for the time being.

In the past, Wen Lan still had some slim hopes for marriage.

Since Cheng Nijia returned to Jiangcheng with her daughter, she was desperate to end this marriage after hearing Xie's mother's calculation of her and last night's unhappiness.

Therefore, she didn't want to answer Xie Yansheng's call.

Now, just waiting for Wen Jinyin to disclose the data of that game, as soon as the money arrived, she pulled her suitcase and flew away.

"Qiaoqiao, maybe it won't be long before I leave Jiangcheng." She was stunned.

In Jiangcheng, what she remembered was only one Zhou Qiao.

"As long as you can draw a clear line with Xie Yansheng, it is not a good thing to leave Jiangcheng." Zhou Qiao comforted, "Squeak when you need money. If there are more, I can still get seven or eight figures."

"Thanks." Wen Lan put his forehead on his forehead with one hand thoughtfully, "No matter where you go, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"I'm curious, if you divorce Xie Yansheng, how much property will you get?"

Zhou Qiao asked with a smile, "You are so generous to the women outside, you are the rightful Mrs. Xie, even if you don't share half of his worth, you should be given a worry-free food and clothing, right?"

"I didn't think about it." Wen Lan sighed.

If Xie Yansheng takes the initiative to kick her out, she will be given a compensation.

If Xie Yansheng learned that she had betrayed first, it would be difficult to say.

As soon as Zhou Qiao drove the car into the parking lot, she received a call from Zhao Huan urging her to choose a wedding dress.

Wen Lan's body was very weak, and his knees were still hurting, so he held on to the wall and trembled back to TT.

When I walked into the reception hall on the first floor, I saw Xie Yansheng sitting in the waiting area.

The black dress, the clear facial features, exude the charm of a mature man, and the aura is full when you sit.

A few ladies are hushing around him and asking for warmth.

When Wen Lan passed by him, he only glanced at him faintly, and then pretended not to know.