Wen Lan was stunned and looked at Xie Yansheng in confusion.

Xie Yansheng said urgently, "You are pregnant, and you can't get close to the dying person."

She was stunned.

She didn't even know anything about these customs.

"What the banquet said is right, as a pregnant woman, you can't be contaminated with too much yin qi, don't get too close to your father." Wen Jinyin also interjected.

Wen Lan stood in place with a weak heart, looking at Wen Yunzheng who was a few steps away.

Wen Yunzheng's eyes were already half-closed, his mouth was open and panting heavily, and he was already on the verge of dying.

Mrs. Wen sat on the edge of the bed, holding his hand and weeping.

When people are about to die, everything left in the world is precious. ap.

Wen Lan didn't have much affection for Wen Yunzheng, but he also burst into tears at this time.

Xie Yansheng pinned her to a chair and handed her a stack of tissues.

In less than half an hour, Wen Yunzheng stopped breathing.

The saddest person who cried the most was not Mrs. Wen or Wen Jinyin, but Wen Jinyin's nine-year-old son Wen Zuming.

Wen Jinyin received a call from the nursing home in the evening, and when she heard that Wen Yunzheng was about to die, she arranged for someone to arrange the mourning hall.

Jiangcheng has the custom of keeping vigil for children before the funeral, and Wen Lan escaped this catastrophe because she was "pregnant".

Xie Yansheng was quite reliable this time, and he stayed with Wen Jinyin in the mourning hall all night.

Wen Lan was in mourning, and Xie Yansheng's plan to take her to Beijing was ruined.

Early the next morning, Zhou Qiao, who heard the news, came.

Zhou Qiao put on light makeup, wore a black dress, and her long hair was loosely tied behind her head, showing her charming charm.

After not seeing her for many days, Wen Jinyin's heartbeat slowed down by two beats when she saw Zhou Qiao enter the door.

Zhou Qiao finished saluting Wen Yunzheng in the mourning hall, and did not leave in a hurry, but walked into the next room to chat with Wen Lan.

"Are you not feeling well, and you won't even enter the mourning hall?" Zhou Qiao asked her in a low voice.

She nodded.

"Got a cold?" Zhou Qiao reached out to touch her forehead, but she avoided it.

"Maybe I'm pregnant." In order to make the plan foolproof, she didn't tell Zhou Qiao the truth.

"Thank you?" Zhou Qiao covered his mouth in shock.

Wen Lan glared at her, "Who else could it be besides his?"

"Your brain is in water, how can you conceive a scumbag's child!" Zhou Qiao stretched out a finger and knocked her on the head, "You haven't had enough hard life, can you get another child and let him inherit your suffering?"

"It was just an accident." Wen Lan explained stiffly.

"Have you ever thought that if you really want to give birth to a child, you and Xie Scumbag will be tied together for the rest of your life——"

Zhou Qiaozheng spoke energetically, and Xie Yansheng pushed the door in.

He glanced at Zhou Qiao, his eyebrows were full of disdain, "Miss Zhou said behind people's bad habits, when can they be changed?"

"I don't say a righteous gentleman, I only say a villain who doesn't care." Zhou Qiao said, "You touch your conscience and ask yourself, how much grievances you and your family have made Lan Lan suffer in the past two years!"

Xie Yansheng's face was gloomy: "This is not the first time I have heard Miss Zhou instigating Lan Lan, you secretly poked and prodded to match Lan Lan and Shen Yi, I remember it."

Zhou Qiao lowered his face, "If you can give Lan Lan happiness, I won't be like this."

Xie Yansheng was about to refute, so Wen Lan ordered him to expel the guest.

When he left the room, he passed by Wen Jinyin, who was entering the door.

Wen Jinyin's attention immediately froze on Zhou Qiao, who looked at his mobile phone and didn't know about it.

Wen Lan couldn't stand it anymore, and deliberately coughed to remind Zhou Qiao.

"Thank you, Miss Zhou, for taking the time to mourn my father." Wen Jinyin made an official tone.

Where did you think that Zhou Qiao didn't appreciate it at all, "I came to see Lanlan, just to condolence your father by the way."

Wen Jinyin's face was still the same, "Miss Zhou cares about Lan Lan so much, I, as an elder brother, should also thank Miss Zhou."

Zhou Qiaoxiu frowned slightly, not even a look

to Wen Jinyin, "Lan Lan, take care, I'll go back to the company first."

"Be careful when driving on the road." Wen Lan sent her out of the house.

As everyone knows, Wen Jinyin has been standing seven or eight meters behind them, staring at Zhou Qiao's back.

It wasn't until Zhou Qiao got into a fiery coupe that Wen Jinyin withdrew her gaze.

"It's a pity, Luo Fu has a husband, so that the king has a wife." At some point, Xie Yansheng was already smoking a cigarette and standing beside him.

"So what!" Wen Jinyin's dim eyes were full of imperative determination.

"Zhou Qiao's family is good, and she has not been short of money since she was a child, if you want to win her, you have to use your brain." Xie Yansheng reminded with a deep smile.

Wen Jinyin chuckled: "Where do you use your brain?"

"Think for yourself!" Xie Yansheng threw away half of the cigarette in his hand and returned to the Wen house.

Three days later, it was the day of Wen Yunzheng's funeral.

Wen Yunzheng was once prosperous in the Jiangcheng business district, and now Wen Jinyin has been taken care of by the sound of Xie Yan for two years, and she has also achieved a little success in the business field, and on the day of the funeral, many people came.

What Wen Lan didn't expect was that Xie Yansheng turned out to be the biggest attraction of the funeral.

He and Wen Lan have been married for two years, and there are not many people outside who know the real relationship between the two.

When he appeared at the funeral as Wen Lan's husband, everyone understood why Xie Yansheng helped Wen get through the difficult time in the first place.

Although Xie Yansheng has a romantic reputation outside, his identity and status are there, and when Wen Lan marries him, he feels that the Wen family has climbed high.

After Wen Yunzheng died, Wen Lan brushed Xie Yansheng several times, but Xie Yansheng had to stay in Wen's house and appear as a son-in-law.

When someone called Wen Lan "Mrs. Xie" at the funeral, she was eager to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Because she felt that it had something to do with the famous Xie Yansheng, she became the laughing stock of the entire Jiangcheng people.

After the funeral, Wen Yunzheng was buried in the western suburbs cemetery.

The cemetery was personally chosen by Wen Jinyin, square, sitting north and facing south, and was specially let the feng shui master see it, saying that it can shelter future generations.

Wen Lan escaped a lot of red tape at the funeral because she was "pregnant".

It's bitter to thank the banquet, and in the mourning hall, outside the mourning hall is busy.

After burying Wen Yunzheng, the two returned to Dongsheng Yipin.

Wen Lan took a shower and fell asleep.

"Fly to Beijing tomorrow morning, and this time I'll stay until the end of the year and come back, you pack more luggage." Xie Yansheng reminded her.

Wen Yunzheng died at the funeral, which had delayed Xie Yansheng's trip.

Wen Lan couldn't help frowning when he thought that Zhou Qiao was going to hold a wedding banquet at noon tomorrow.

"The house, the money, I gave it all." Xie Yansheng looked at her coldly, "You also want to show a little sincerity, right?"

"I want to wait until noon tomorrow to attend Zhou Qiao's wedding banquet before leaving." She was afraid that Xie Yansheng would not agree, so she took the initiative to take his hand to show goodwill.

Xie Yansheng rarely saw her in such a low posture, and her eyes gradually became gentle, "Okay, I'll leave tomorrow morning, and you will go after the wedding banquet." Tomorrow night I will invite you to dinner in 'Su Kee, and you will not let my pigeons go."