The soup splashed on the floor in an instant.

Xie Yansheng frowned and stood in place, taking out a cigarette and biting it.

Seeing that he showed no signs of leaving, Wen Lan grabbed his handbag and coat and made it look like he was leaving.

"This is your house, shall I go?" Her voice was angry and sad.

"Don't go, I'll go." Xie Yansheng threw away the cigarette in his hand and went back to the cloakroom to change his clothes.

Before going out, he was stunned at the door again, and said gloomily, "Today is my birthday."

「……」

Wen Lan's throat was so blocked that he couldn't say a word.

"Click", the door lock drops.

The familiar sound of footsteps is far away.

At this moment, Wen Lan didn't have a trace of revenge, and guilt quickly occupied her heart.

Xie Yansheng is six years older than her, this is his 28th birthday, and Chu Chu's incident made her dizzy, and she has long forgotten Xie Yansheng's birthday.

If Xie Yansheng had told her earlier, she might have chosen to get angry tomorrow. For the sake of face, at least I will buy him a gift.

Looking at the mess, Wen Lan sat on the floor of the door in dejection.

After sweeping the floor, she realized that there was a six-inch cake in the kitchen.

Plain, simple, with only a "Happy Birthday" card inserted on it.

She was thinking: If Xie Yansheng could treat her wholeheartedly, they should be happy now, right?

Hehe, if you can be single-minded, the sound of thanksgiving will not be the sound of thanks!

Xie Yansheng didn't return all night, she lay in bed tossing and turning, and closed her eyes when it was almost dawn.

I slept soundly, and the alarm clock on my phone went off.

Coming to TT, Wen Lan received Wen Jinyin's WeChat: Is Zhou Qiao there?

She obviously saw Zhou Qiao's car in the parking lot, but she still replied: Qiao Qiao was busy getting married and would not come to work in the next few days.

Wen Jinyin's side was immediately silent.

Wen Lan has finished four dresses for Zhao Meimei, Zhao Meimei called and said that she didn't have time to get it, so she asked Wen Lan to send it over, and change it if it is not suitable.

When it was almost noon, Wen Lan came to Zhao Meimei's garden house with four exquisite handbags.

Cheng Cheng was standing at the door teasing a canary kept in a cage, and when he saw Wen Lan, he pouted and muttered, "You are the fox spirit who snatched Xie Shu away?"

Wen Lan's back was swishing and cold, a six-year-old child was actually full of hostility towards her!

It can be seen how much Cheng Nijia hates her, and she speaks ill of her behind her back.

"The little girl is strangely beautiful, and when she opens her mouth, she speaks disrespectfully, how did your mother teach you?" Wen Lan didn't give the little girl a good look.

The little girl stared at Wen Lan hatefully, and suddenly stepped forward to live in Wen Lan's hand, pouted and cried, "Auntie bullied me-"

「……」

At a young age, you will pretend, and when you grow up, you will have it!

Wen Lan hurriedly shook her off, but she fell to the ground and howled loudly, "Auntie beat me—"

"Get up!" Wen Lan was a little anxious, and when she reached out to pull her, Cheng Nijia ran out of the living room.

"It's reasonable that Miss Wen doesn't like Cheng Cheng, if you are angry with me, don't do it to the child!"

Cheng Nijia's words were like a shot in the arm for Cheng Cheng.

The little girl got up and ran back to the living room crying, shouting aggrievedly, "Xie Shuxiao, someone bullied me-"

It turned out that the sound of Xie Yan was also there.

Wen Lan sneered and looked at Cheng Nijia, "Ling Yan will reverse black and white at a young age, and her blood will spew people, and Miss Cheng will teach her daughter well."

"There is no way, there is always a child by my side, unlike Miss Wen, who stays alone in the empty room all day long and lasts until dawn." Cheng Nijia lowered her voice, "It's a pity—"

"Then thank you Miss Cheng for relieving Mr. Xie's physical loneliness." Wen Lan's eyes continued to smile, "Mr. Xie can touch any dead cat and rotten dog outside, as long as Miss Cheng is not disgusting, she will continue."

Cheng Nijia's face turned red, and she wanted to open up, but when she heard the sound of Xie Yan coming out of the living room, she hurriedly greeted her and laughed

He said, "Banquet, Miss Wen is here."

Xie Yan said "um" and glanced at Wen Lan lightly.

Wen Lan's eyes were mocking, he didn't even say hello, and carried four boxes into the living room on the first floor.

"It's not beautiful for girls to cry and their noses, so hurry up and wash your face." Zhao Meimei was appeasing Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Cheng immediately put away the claws just now and went to the bathroom obediently.

Wen Lan squeezed out a stiff smile, "Miss Zhao, I'll bring four finished dresses first. You try it, if something doesn't fit, you can change it."

"Miss Wen, please take a seat." Zhao Meimei greeted Wen Lan, her eyes fixed on the clothes box.

Zhao Meimei went to the next bedroom to try on clothes.

Cheng Nijia sat opposite Wen Lan and smiled before saying a word: "How disgusted is the banquet with Miss Wen, I originally said that I wanted to stay for dinner, but when I saw Miss Wen, I left."

"To be honest, I think it's weird too. He didn't like me, but he put me in Mrs. Xie's place. He likes Miss Cheng, but he only keeps her outside, and he can't even give Miss Cheng's daughter a surname."

Wen Lan was not annoyed, and his tone was not hurried.

Cheng Nijia didn't take advantage of Wen Lan several times, and her mood was a little irritable: "That's because you are Mrs. Xie and can block unnecessary troubles for me."

"Before Chu Chu jumped off the building, what happened between him and Miss Cheng, presumably only Miss Cheng knows." Wen Lan's eyes were cold, "If it's really going to next week's trial, I won't be the one who is unlucky!"

Cheng Nijia's eyes dodged, and she was still pretending to be calm on the surface, "There is a banquet, what do I have to be afraid of!"

"Miss Wen's level is really getting higher and higher! These four skirts stand out and fit well."

Zhao Meimei walked out of the cloakroom with a smile, wearing a lake blue deep V dress skirt designed by Wen Lan.

"It's not that I'm well-designed, it's that Miss Zhao is beautiful, has a good figure, and has a good temperament." Wen Lan began to compliment Zhao Meimei.

"Miss Wen help get out of work and try to finish the work sooner. There's a lot of socializing these days, so I'm going to wear it out and show off."

Zhao Meimei didn't know that she was going to try on clothes, and the two in the living room were already arguing.

"Okay." Wen Lan responded with a smile and swept Cheng Nijia with the rest of his eyes, "Miss Cheng's clothes are about to come out."

Cheng Nijia said slowly, "No hurry."

"I heard that Xie Yansheng was kicked out of the Xie clan by Old Man Xie, and Xie Yu took over all his positions in the Xie clan."

Zhao Meimei didn't treat Wen Lan as an outsider, and muttered to Cheng Nijia, "It's not okay to go on like this, you and Cheng Cheng's quality of life in the future is worrying!"

"What I like is Yansheng, whether he has money or not, it doesn't matter to me." Cheng Nijia said this, her eyes flashed with a small light.

"If I can't give you a name, I have to hold on to his money." Zhao Meimei was very dissatisfied with Cheng Nijia's words, "Even the house in Xiyuan is rented, this is his sincerity to you?"

Wen Lan finally felt more comfortable, Xie Yansheng really didn't lie to her, and didn't buy a house for Cheng Nijia.

Cheng Nijia's face was a little unbearable, and she deliberately said, "Yansheng has already transferred the villa of An Yueyuan to me, such a big house, Cheng Cheng and I can't live in it at all——"