After booking the ticket, Wen Lan took advantage of Zhang Ming's unpreparedness and quickly rushed into the elevator room.

By the time Zhang Ming chased after her, she had already gone upstairs and closed the door.

After packing a few changes of clothes, I went downstairs with my suitcase.

Wen Lan walked in with his front foot, and Zhang Ming came in with his back foot.

The young lady at the front desk saw that something was wrong, and quietly asked Wen Lan if she owed a loan shark and whether she needed to call the police.

Wen Lan shook his head.

Even if you call the police, what can you do, people have the support of Mrs. Xie.

She had scheduled a flight at half-past twelve at noon.

Thinking of going to Beijing for two or three days and coming back, when the relationship with Xie Yansheng eases, the troubles here will be solved.

Wen Lan called Zhou Qiao's assistant to the office, and after arranging the work for the past few days, he drove straight to the airport.

She told Xie Yansheng last night that she would go to the capital the day after tomorrow, and now she will kill her without saying hello, which will definitely catch Xie Yansheng off guard.

In fact, she also wanted to know if Xie Yansheng was accompanied by red powder over there.

Zhang Ming chased her to the airport and saw her enter the security channel before leaving.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Lan's flight landed in Shangjing.

She didn't say hello to Xie Yansheng, and took a hitchhike to Wangjingli.

Unlocked the door with a well-known code, Wen Lan's eyes were greeted by a somewhat messy dining table.

There was half a bucket of unfinished instant noodles on it, as well as two empty water bottles and half a box of cigarettes.

Wen Lan put down his suitcase, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and began a carpet search from the room at the door.

The bedroom and bathroom were the focus of her search.

As long as Xie Yansheng has brought a woman, there will always be some clues.

The house has three bedrooms, two secondary bedrooms with no signs of sleeping, and the master bedroom has a drinking glass on the bedside table and draws paper.

The quilt is half on the bed and half on the floor.

Wen Lan rummaged through the trash cans in the master bedroom and didn't find any suspicious items.

She went to two more bathrooms.

The floor, the bathtub, the sink and the comb, I almost looked at it with a magnifying glass, but I couldn't find a single hair that looked like a woman.

Could it be that Xie Yansheng has been at peace these days?

Wen Lan still didn't dispel the doubts in his heart, but there was still a bit of joy between his eyebrows.

Throwing the contents of the dinner table in the trash, she went out.

Twenty minutes later, Wen Lan arrived at the "Jin Mao Tower", the office of the "feast" in Shangjing.

The front desk was a fair-skinned and beautiful young lady, who asked Wen Lan with a smile who she was looking for.

Wen Lan casually lied: "I'm from the insurance company, and I made an appointment with Mr. Xie yesterday."

"Wait a minute, I'll notify Mr. Xie by phone first." As soon as the young lady picked up the microphone on the landline, she was cut off by Wen Lan.

Wen Lan pretended to be deep and whispered, "Mr. Xie doesn't want others to know that he has the idea of buying insurance now."

The young lady frowned and thought about it, and let Wen Lan go upstairs.

This is Wen Lan's first visit to Jin Mao Tower, and the last time he heard Xie Yansheng say that his office is in the easternmost room on the 16th floor.

Coming out of the elevator, Wen Lan took a deep breath and gently approached the room with the "President's Office" sign.

The door to the room was open, and a woman's laughter came from inside.

"If you don't deal with children, you never know how innocent your child's world is......

It was Cheng Nijia's voice!

Wen Lan's heart instantly turned cold.

Last night, Xie Yansheng clearly told her on the phone that Cheng Nijia did not come to Beijing.

Right now?

Hehe, she actually believed Xie Yansheng's words.

The conversation between the two gradually became quieter, and Wen Lan couldn't hear it very clearly.

"She's coming over tomorrow afternoon, and I can't accompany you. But we can have dinner together later."

Xie Yan's voice with a smile clearly came into Wen Lan's ears.

"Okay. Every time you invite me,

I'll ask you tonight, and don't rush to pay my bills anymore. What do you want to eat......

Cheng Nijia's voice is particularly gentle.

Wen Lan couldn't listen anymore, reached out and knocked on the door, and walked in without waiting for an answer from inside.

The two people in the room were stunned at the same time.

Xie Yansheng quickly came back to his senses, "Lan Lan, why don't you call me if you come in advance, I'll pick you up at the airport."

"If you say hello in advance, won't you delay chatting with Miss Cheng?" Wen Lan's eyes were full of mockery.

Xie Yansheng took out a cigarette and bit it, and stared at Wen Lan with a deep smile.

"Congratulations to Miss Wen on reuniting with Yansheng, I'll go first." Cheng Nijia didn't stop any longer and left quickly.

The sound of crisp high heels gradually faded away, and Wen Lan's face became colder and colder.

In the past, she would definitely take the opportunity to have a fight with Xie Yansheng, but thinking of her current situation, she still endured it.

Xie Yansheng circled her, and his warm breath fell on her cheeks: "Come here at this time, miss me, or come to block me and Cheng Nijia, huh?"

"Of course I want to thank Mr." Wen Lan squeezed out a smile that was so fake that it couldn't be faked anymore and hooked his neck.

He shook his throat and pulled her into his arms, leaning over to kiss her.

She reached out to his lips and asked hatefully, "Didn't you say that Cheng Nijia is not in Shangjing?"

"She's just come from Jincheng, too." Xie Yansheng then laughed, "Forget it, you never believed my words."

She cut to the chase: "The man hired by your mother followed me almost twenty-four hours a day, forcing me to sign the divorce agreement."

"So, you came to me for refuge." Xie Yansheng threw the cigarette in his hand into the trash can, hugged her to his lap, and seemed to smile, "I thought that Mrs. Xie couldn't sleep when I thought about it."

When he said it, Wen Lan was not annoyed, but more calm: "I said that I don't want to divorce."

"It's because you want me now, so you don't want a divorce. When Wen Jinyin can't blow up oil and water on me, I'm afraid that you can run faster than a rabbit."

Xie Yan spoke slowly, his hands running through her shirt and landing on her bare skin.

She didn't hide, and soon got lost in his teasing.

Because she came to Beijing this time, she had only one purpose-

He had a good relationship with Xie Yansheng and used his strength to fight against Xie Mu.

When Xie Yansheng let go of her, the unfinished lust had not yet dissipated, so he whispered a few more blood-soaked whispers in her ear.

She blushed, grabbed one of his arms firmly, and whispered, "Stay with me tonight, don't go anywhere."

"What can you give me first?" His deep voice smirked, his gaze winding down the shallow kiss marks on her collarbone.

"I'll give you everything." Her eyes were covered with mist, and she took the initiative to bite him the neck.

He hissed muffledly, a suppressed pain in his deep throat, his hands wrapped around his ungraspable waist, and he laughed deeply, "The lower mouth is hard enough."

She smiled as she looked at the red bite marks that instantly floated on his neck.

A thrill of revenge instantly welled up in my heart.