"Lawyer Shen doesn't take the initiative, if you don't take the initiative, it will be strange if you two can have a follow-up in the future......

Xie Yansheng seemed to be talking to Xie Jianning on the phone, and his voice was very low.

"He and your sister-in-law were very simple back then, I have long been relieved, why should you bother......

Wen Lan was on fire.

Xie Yansheng, a duplicitous bastard, has never let go of her and Shen Yi's past!

Not only was he relieved, but he still held on to it, and he sneered at her when he thought about it.

"Not to mention in Jiangcheng, even in China, it is difficult to find a high-quality man like Lawyer Shen. If you use your brain, if you really can't do it, you can get on the bus first and make up the ticket...... I dare to say, Shen Yi's person, you can make a child and keep him firmly tied for the rest of his life......

Xie Yansheng continued to instigate Xie Jianning.

The more Wen Lan listened, the more disgusted he felt, and went to take a bath after getting the mask.

Lying in the bathtub and scrolling on your phone, it's very pleasant.

When she returned to the bedroom wrapped in a bath towel, a message from Zhou Qiao jumped out of WeChat: The little cheap surnamed Cheng is on TV!

Wen Lan hurriedly turned on the TV and found Jiangcheng TV Station, where Cheng Nijia was wearing a decent red suit and was smiling and interviewing a writer.

After listening to it for a while, Wen Lan felt that Cheng Nijia had clear words and a certain level of language organization skills.

I really didn't expect that the woman who grew up on the tip of Xie Yansheng's heart still had this ability.

In the future, the sound of thank you banquet will be even rarer Cheng Nijia, right?

Wen Lan was inexplicably sad.

With the aura of the TV host, she suddenly felt that Cheng Nijia's image instantly became taller.

"What stimulated me today, I turned on the TV-" Xie Yansheng walked into the bedroom, saw Cheng Nijia on the screen, and turned around to slip away.

Wen Lan stopped him, "Don't go, the host that Mr. Xie threw money to hold up is already online."

Xie Yansheng couldn't dodge, so he reached out and picked up the remote control to turn off the TV.

"Such a beautiful and intellectual Cheng host, Mr. Xie doesn't take a second look?"

Wen Lan reached out to grab the remote control, Xie Yansheng stepped back, her body was unstable, and she was pressed on the bed.

She wanted to get up, but Xie Yan's voice had turned over and suppressed her.

Xie Yansheng's eyes were stained with fire, and the sound of hot breathing ran down her neck.

Her body began to tremble slightly, and she tried to hide, but a strong arm was already wrapped around her waist.

"Don't ......"

She couldn't help but say yes.

"Good-" Xie Yansheng's breath was already disordered, "Take it easy, I'll be careful."

It's another lingering of dead and alive, alive and dead.

Wen Lan was lying on the bed, weak, and did not forget to ridicule him: "Mr. Xie spent a lot of money, which can be regarded as paving a Avenue of Stars for Miss Cheng."

"Give birth to the child obediently, and I will never treat you badly." Xie Yansheng put down this sentence and went to the study.

Wen Lan was so angry that his heart ached.

This night, Xie Yansheng slept next door and didn't bother her.

The next morning, Xie Yansheng ordered takeout and went to the "feast" before it could be delivered.

Xie Yan was scheduled for a flight at two o'clock in the afternoon, and after Wen Lan had breakfast, he drove to TT.

Zhou Qiao knew that she was coming, and he was already waiting for her in the office.

"Let me see, is it puffing up?" As soon as the two met, Zhou Qiao smiled and touched her lower abdomen.

She patted Zhou Qiao's hand, "It's only a matter of a few days, how can it be so fast!"

"I heard that Shen Yi went to Xie's house to meet his parents." Zhou Qiao closed the door, "He doesn't feel your sister-in-law at all, if you toss like this, something will happen sooner or later."

Wen Lan's expression became solemn, "The Xie family doesn't have a good thing, Shen Yi really wants to provoke Xie Jianning, and it will be difficult to get out in the future." Qiaoqiao, find a time to talk to Shen Yi and let him get out quickly."

"Yesterday I heard that he was going to Xie's house, so I reminded him, but didn't he go the same way." Zhou Qiao shrugged helplessly and laughed, "He really wants to."

Marrying Xie Jianning, your four-cornered relationship will be lively!"

"You must tell him for me that you don't have any more dealings with the Xie family." Wen Lan let out a long sigh, "Whether he listens or not, you have to persuade him for me."

"I do my best." Zhou Qiao touched her head distressedly, "When will your hard days end!" Xie scumbag has made the surname Cheng a TV host, how much money do you have to spend?"

These words just poked at Wen Lan's heart, and his clear eyes were immediately eclipsed.

Zhou Qiao didn't notice the change in her expression, and continued, "Xie scum, not only scum, but also scum, is it interesting to go on?"

"Who are you going to live with?" She said perfunctorily.

Zhou Qiao patted her on the shoulder, and then there was a knock on the door, it was the front desk.

"Sister Qiao, that gentleman named Wen Jinyin is here again, saying that he wants to see you."

Zhou Qiao lowered his face, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago, as long as he comes, he will say that I am not there."

"Mr. Ke Wen said that he saw Sister Qiao's car in the parking lot, and he was sure that Sister Qiao was in the company." The little girl at the front desk looked embarrassed.

"The car is there, are the people there?" Zhou Qiao glared at the front desk, and the front desk immediately went downstairs.

Wen Lan closed the door and whispered, "Wen Jinyin is in mourning, and she has evil thoughts again."

"I don't like old men." Zhou Qiao looked disgusted.

Wen Lan joked with her: "Wen Jinyin is Chinese New Year's Eve eight years today, and she is the most attractive golden age for men."

"I'm only twenty-three, sister!" Zhou Qiao pinched Wen Lan's face, blushed and said, "Thirty-eight years old is a rotten wood that cannot be carved to me. I can't play anymore!"

"You and Zhao Huan are newly married Yan'er, take it easy, don't play too much." Wen Lan reminded Zhou Qiao.

At this time, Wen Lan remembered the first month after marrying Xie Yansheng.

The sound of Xie Yan haunted her day and night, and in the first two days, she cried every time she got out of bed.

Xie Yansheng would patiently coax her, so that she had the intention of living well with him.

"Do you remember your newlywed honeymoon?" Zhou Qiaoshen smiled and asked, "Xie scum, that's just a bit of a desirable point."

"Don't talk about him, let's talk about being happy, everyone is looking forward to taking annual leave, when will the year-end bonus be paid?" Wen Lan took a sip of the coffee on the table.

"If others urge, you will also urge, and you are not short of money to spend!" Zhou Qiao smiled and pointed to the computer screen, "The financial accounts have been released, and they will be issued when I finish the review." This year, you're the most out of the crowd."

"How do you know that I am not short of money to spend, and I am still counting on this year-end bonus to go abroad this year." Wen Lan felt sad for a while as she spoke, thinking of Ji Minxin who was far away in a foreign country.

She hadn't seen Ji Minxin for eight years.

When Wen Jinyin sent Ji Minxin away, she was only in high school.

That Saturday was the same as usual, the sky was blue and the wind was light.

When she went to the sanatorium to see Ji Minxin, she learned that Ji Minxin was sent abroad by Wen Jinyin.

She and Ji Minxin didn't even say goodbye......

"Going abroad? Going on vacation abroad with Xie Zhai?" Zhou Qiao asked.

Her heart was filled with panic: "I'll go alone."