Hearing Cheng Nijia say this, Wen Lan's head exploded instantly.

An Yueyuan is not only Xie Yansheng's pre-marital property, but also their wedding room.

Cheng Nijia and Zhao Meimei chattered a lot, but Wen Lan didn't listen to a word.

When driving back to TT, I almost ran a red light twice.

All afternoon, she was distracted from what she was doing.

At the end of the day, her colleagues were gone, and she was still sitting at her workstation.

It was getting darker and darker outside, and she was getting more and more confused, not knowing where she was going.

At about eight o'clock, the phone rang. Look at the book

Seeing that it was the sound of thanks, she didn't answer.

Xie Yansheng called again, and she continued to ignore it.

Chu Chu's death upset her.

Cheng Nijia's words made her sick.

As long as it was a place with Xie Yansheng, she didn't want to go.

Hey, can't you rent a house if you can't afford it?

Even if she only has one bedroom and one living room, she can be regarded as having a place to live!

This thought made her immediately excited, turned on the computer and began to look for a house on the Internet.

She doesn't have any requirements about the house, as long as it's close to TT and it's convenient for her to commute to work.

Soon, she took a fancy to two small apartments and made an appointment with the landlord to see them tomorrow morning.

When there is hope, people have spirit.

More than an hour later, Wen Lan came to the parking lot with her handbag and saw Xie Yansheng's car parked opposite her car.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" Xie Yansheng saw her and hurriedly got out of the car.

Wen Lan looked at him expressionlessly, "What are you doing here, why don't you go to Miss Cheng who accompanies you?"

"After thinking about it, it's more important to accompany Mrs. Xie." Xie Yansheng's voice was mellow and gentle, and he reached out and unscrewed the co-pilot's door, "Get in the car, I booked a seat and have dinner together."

"I'm already full, I can't eat."

Her mind was full of information about the transfer of An Yueyuan to Cheng Nijia, and her eyes were full of dissatisfaction when she looked at Xie Yansheng.

Xie Yansheng's hand was on her waist and said in her ear: "In the past few days, there have been reporters staring at Xiyuan, and Xiaoni and Cheng Cheng have no choice but to go to Zhao Meimei's side to live temporarily. In the morning, I went to see them."

"How can a woman who is grateful for the sound of the banquet have no place to live? Take Cheng Nijia's mother and daughter back to the Xie family's old house, and it is better to move to Anyue Garden than to send someone under the fence!" Wen Lan shook off his hand.

"It's really not good, I'll move out of Dongsheng Yipin right away and let them live in."

"What nonsense!" Xie Yansheng hurriedly skipped the topic and pulled her to the co-pilot, "Last night's birthday was messed up by you, tonight, make it up to me."

Wen Lan didn't bother with him, and looked out the car window.

He leaned over suddenly, his burning breath falling on Wen Lan's neck.

Wen Lan felt itchy and reached out to push him, but he was unexpectedly held by his backhand.

His slightly cool lips slid gently over Wen Lan's cheeks like a dragonfly.

Wen Lan had no resistance to Xie Yansheng's intimacy, and in an instant, there was a charm on the tip of his heart.

With a "click", he had buckled the seat belt for Wen Lan and started the engine.

Wen Lan had the illusion of being teased, and lowered his face again, "I'll go back to Dongsheng No. 1."

"I'll book a seat in the afternoon, and I'll save face, huh?" Xie Yansheng squinted, "It's a birthday once a year, do you have a gift for me?"

"Nope." She stared out the window and answered crisply.

"What a disappointment." Xie Yansheng complained while driving, "You have had your birthday in the past two years, which time have I not been at ease! When it comes to me, you just ignore it. Even if you order a cake, the gap in my heart will not be so big."

Yes, on her first birthday after marriage, Xie Yansheng gave a limited edition bag.

The second time was a costly bracelet.

The day before Xie Yansheng's birthday last year, the two quarreled because of a woman in a club. She stayed in the hotel for three days in a row and missed his birthday perfectly.

This year...

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"You don't care about anything anyway. All my clothing is the same as it was two years ago when I didn't get married."

"The temperament is not pleasant, and the temper is not small, so it looks a little more pleasing to the eye. There were so many women around me at the beginning, why did I marry you?"

Xie Yansheng didn't know what stimulated her, and began to talk about her "guilt".

Wen Lan was aggrieved when he heard this, and said in a dark voice, "It's too late to regret it now."

After all, there are no children yet.

"Listen, I don't have any plans to divorce yet." Xie Yansheng glanced at her, "Mrs. Xie's seat, you still have to sit down."

"Because, I still need to be a shield for Miss Cheng." Wen Lan's voice was full of anger.

Xie Yansheng frowned: "With me, can't you not mention her?"

"Since I love her, Anyueyuan's house has been given to her, so I'll live with her! Disgusting me every day, is it fun?"

"Who told you that An Yueyuan's house was given to her?" Xie Yansheng's expression was slightly sluggish.

She snorted: "What dirty things you two have done, Cheng Nijia doesn't say it, who can know!"

"That's! The title deed of An Yue Yuan is in the safe in the study." Xie Yan turned around, and the car drove towards the old house.

She didn't believe Xie Yansheng's words at all.

Twenty minutes later, the car drove into the Xie family's old house.

Wen Lan saw the lights on in the main building, and guessed that Xie's mother was discharged from the hospital, so she stayed in the car and couldn't get out.

"You wait for me, I'll go get the real estate deed of An Yue Yuan." Xie Yansheng slammed the car door shut and hurried into the house.

Seeing that his attitude was so resolute, Wen Lan began to suspect that Cheng Nijia was telling a lie.

Xie Yansheng quickly turned back, and without saying a word, he threw a dark red room book into Wen Lan's arms, "Take a good look, don't look away."

It's really the house book of Anyue Garden.

Although Wen Lan was slapped in the face on the spot, he was indescribably happy in his heart.

Because Xie Yansheng did not give Cheng Nijia a house.

"I'm sorry I misunderstood you." She immediately pulled out a proper smile and apologized to him.

He raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, staring at her, "How are you going to compensate me?"

"Celebrate your birthday with you and give you a birthday present." Her eyes lit up, revealing a hint of cunning.

Because, she wants to take this opportunity to ease the relationship with Xie Yansheng, can she no longer force her to make a false confession.

"Are you secretly scheming against me again?" Xie Yansheng took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

She pretended to be helpless: "Then I won't eat with you or give you gifts." Let's go back to Dongsheng for a taste."

"I've booked a seat for today, so I can't go if I don't go." Xie Yansheng took a few puffs of the cigarette in his hand, threw it away, and screwed the car door.

Wen Lan began to think about what gift to give him.

It's too expensive, and her flesh hurts.

It's too cheap to get your hands on.

Passing by a big-name men's clothing store, Wen Lan got out of the car and asked Xie Yansheng to wait in the car, saying that he wanted to surprise him.

Thank you for the banquet and do so.

Wen Lan picked out two shirts in the store and two ties of the same color.

When he walked out of the store with his pocket, Xie Yansheng suddenly saw that he was in a trance.