Jiang Jingci saw that Wen Lan had finished the call, walked over to her, and handed over a packet of cold plasma.

"Thanks." Wen Lan hurriedly took it, put it in his bag, and asked casually, "How much, I'll transfer you?"

"Don't turn around. On that day, didn't you delete my WeChat when you left Jiufu Teahouse?" Jiang Jingci said lightly.

Wen Lan's careful thinking was exposed by him, and he was busy making a round for himself, "There are a few salesmen who always send advertising messages, and when I cleaned them up, I accidentally cleared Mr. Jiang too, I'm really sorry."

Jiang Jingci smiled leisurely and turned the page.

A screeching braking sounded not far away!

Wen Lan raised his eyes and saw that it was the sound of thanksgiving coming.

Xie Yansheng didn't even close the car door, stopped the car and ran towards Wen Lan. Look at the book

Wen Lan stretched out a hand and put it on his lower abdomen.

"Lan Lan, are you alright?" Xie Yansheng's eyes were full of pity, and he tried to hug her, but she avoided it in disgust.

This action is performed in its true colors, and it falls in Xie Yansheng's eyes, which is a little heart-piercing.

As soon as Xie Yansheng caught up with Wen Lan's steps, Wen Lan slapped him in the face!

Then, the two quarreled.

Xie Yansheng was very restrained, and Wen Lan was always arguing.

Jiang Jingci, who was not far away, narrowed his narrow eyes, quietly watching the pair making noise under his nose.

In the eyes of all Jiangcheng people, men are romantic, and women are soft persimmons that men can handle.

But Jiang Jingci doesn't think so.

He has been in the venture capital industry for many years, and his vision has always been steady and ruthless.

When Wen Lan sold the valuable wedding ring, he didn't blink his eyelids, and he felt that in the marriage between Wen Lan and Xie Yansheng, Xie Yansheng was definitely not the real controller.

Wen Lan walked out of the teahouse with his front foot, and deleted his WeChat with his back foot, turning his face faster than turning a book, which made him feel more and more that this was a woman with a story.

She asked for plasma just now, and I really don't know what kind of moth she wants to make.

At this time, Jiang Jingci wanted to hear what Wen Lan was arguing about, but he couldn't hear it clearly when he stretched his neck several times.

Not long after, Xie Yansheng walked over to Jiang Jingci and said sincerely, "Thanks to Mr. Jiang this time, I will definitely come to the door another day to thank you."

"You're welcome." Jiang Jingci shook his head with a smile, and didn't forget to say a few good words for Wen Lan, "Mrs. Xie has been stimulated a lot this time, go back and comfort her, if it really doesn't work, find a psychiatrist to guide her."

Xie Yansheng nodded, "Mr. Jiang didn't call the police, did he?"

"Not yet. I thought I'd wait for Mr. Xie to come before making a decision." Jiang Jingci wanted to know Xie Yansheng's reaction, and handed over the right to speak to Xie Yansheng.

"Mr. Jiang and his friends beat them up very lightly, and they can be regarded as speaking out for my wife, so don't call the police." Xie Yansheng looked at Jiang Jingci with a smile.

Jiang Jingci laughed meaningfully, "Listen to Mr. Xie."

"I would like to take the trouble to thank Mr. Jiang. My wife is still pregnant, so I'll take her to the hospital for a check-up right away."

Xie Yansheng said goodbye to Jiang Jing, and when he passed by the ground where the two men were lying, he kicked them twice.

The two hugged their heads and begged for mercy, and kept saying, "It was Zhao Meimei who instructed us to do this!"

Before Wen Lan got into the car of Xie Yansheng, he waved goodbye to Jiang Jingci.

Jiang Jingci smiled at the corner of his lips and watched them go away.

On the way back to the city, no matter what kind of topic Xie Yansheng provoked, Wen Lan chose to remain silent.

"I won't give up with Zhao Meimei." Xie Yansheng once again showed her heart.

She suddenly laughed out loud, with a mocking expression, "You and Cheng Nijia are the real initiators, why should you count it on Zhao Meimei?"

"Even if you give Cheng Nijia ten guts, she won't find someone to kidnap you." Xie Yansheng's eyebrows were furrowed, and he hurriedly changed the topic, "I'm scared, is the child okay?"

"He's fine." She felt that Zhou Qiao hadn't dealt with the hospital yet, so she decided to postpone going to the hospital.

Xie Yansheng took out his mobile phone, "

I went to the hospital for a check-up first, and I immediately contacted Jian Ning and asked her to wait for us at the health center."

"I'm tired and want to go back and rest. If I don't feel well tomorrow, I'll go for a check-up." She disagreed with Xie Yansheng unhurriedly.

Xie Yansheng put a free hand on her lower abdomen while driving, was stunned, and said "Okay".

When he arrived at Dongsheng Yipin, Xie Yansheng made a pot of fruit tea for Wen Lan, saying that the old man's heart bypass surgery was not over yet, and he would rush to the hospital immediately.

Before going out, he asked Wen Lan if he was still thinking about divorce.

Wen Lan pretended not to hear it, Xie Yansheng stood at the door and waited for a while, and when he saw that she didn't speak, he turned back and said with a solemn expression, "I will never allow my children to grow up in a single-parent family."

"It's more of a shame for a child to be an unqualified father than to grow up in a single-parent family." Wen Lan looked elsewhere, "Since Mr. Xie is not clean with the women outside, he is not qualified to interfere with the child's stay."

"I'll give you an explanation in three days." Xie Yansheng's eyes sank, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

Wen Lan laughed disapprehantly, "Okay, I'll wait and see."

After Xie Yansheng left, Wen Lan immediately called Zhou Qiao, and Zhou Qiao said that everything was ready at the People's Hospital.

"Old man Xie is undergoing heart bypass surgery in the People's Hospital, and if I go over again, it will be lively." Wen Lan muttered.

"I'm more excited than you now!" Zhou Qiao gossiped and said, "I really want to see how Xie Yansheng will clean up Cheng Nijia and her aunt!"

Wen Lan snorted, "Cheng Nijia is Xie Yansheng's top treasure, so he is reluctant to move a finger of Cheng Nijia."

"But you're pregnant with his child! A little life was miscarried because Cheng Nijia was jealous, Xie Yansheng should always say something, right?" Zhou Qiao said in disbelief.

After ending the call, Wen Lan estimated that Xie Yansheng should go to the hospital, cut open the bag of plasma given by Jiang Jingci, and slowly fell on his pants......

Five minutes later, Xie Yansheng received a call from Wen Lan with a stomachache.

Ten minutes later, Wen Lan was taken to the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology of the People's Hospital by 120.

Half an hour later, Wen Lan had a "miscarriage" and was pushed back to the ward from the emergency room.

Director Luo of the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology said: Wen Lan has just been pregnant for four weeks, and the miscarriage is like an aunt, and there is no need to clear the uterus, but this month it must be taken care of like a normal mother.

Xie Yansheng stood in the ward in a dejected manner, staring at Wen Lan's pale face, unable to say a word.

A call from his cell phone pulls him back to reality.

Seeing that it was Cheng Nijia, he hurriedly grabbed his mobile phone and walked out of the ward.

"Yansheng, why did you let people smash my aunt's house and car?" Cheng Nijia's eager voice collapsed, "Auntie did all this because of me, if you are angry, come to me-"