Half an hour later, Wen Lan and Jiang Jingci came to the "Qiushuitai" by car and car.

"Qiushuitai" is a well-known high-end villa residential area in Jiangcheng, in the center of the city, where every inch of land is valuable, quiet in the middle of noisy, Jiangnan garden design, quite a kind of "hidden in the city" deep style.

Jiang Jingci's black sedan stopped at the door of a three-story villa with "Jiang Zhai" written on it.

Wen Lan parked his car next to his.

"If you said on the phone that you wanted to borrow a ring, I brought it with me when I went to Jiufu Teahouse." Jiang Jingci came to greet her after getting out of the car, "It's all at the door, go in and sit?"

Wen Lan now had a request for him, and he didn't dare to refuse, so he nodded with a smile, "I'm really going to bother Mr. Jiang again."

"You're welcome." Jiang Jingci made a gesture of invitation to her.

Jiang Jingci is tall, comparable to Xie Yansheng's height, with sharp facial features, and Xie Yansheng's kind of eye is not the same as Xie Yansheng's ten thousand years, but it is better in temperament, gentle, and gives people a comfortable feeling between gestures.

Wen Lan had just followed Jiang Jingci into the living room on the first floor, and a lean big boy in casual clothes ran down from the second floor holding a basketball.

The boy's height is only as high as the bridge of Jiang Jingci's nose, and his appearance is seven points similar to Jiang Jingci.

"It's really strange that there is a woman in the house!" The boy turned the basketball with one hand, looked at Wen Lan, and praised with a sigh, "Lao Jiang, you have a good eye, your iron tree has finally bloomed!"

"This kid loves to talk nonsense, and he's not used to it." Jiang Jingci glared at the boy and looked at Wen Lan with a smile, "He is my son, Jiang Guan, he will be thirteen years old after the New Year, and he is now in the second year of junior high school."

Out of politeness, Wen Lan smiled and stretched out his hand to greet Jiang Guan, "Hello, Jiang Guan, I am Wen Lan, Lao Jiang's friend."

"Just say your girlfriend!" Jiang Guan smiled and put an arm on Wen Lan's shoulder, "Sister Lan, you and Lao Jiang don't have to be afraid that I will resist, I am very open-minded!"

Wen Lan frowned when she heard this, it turned out that Jiang Guan regarded her as Jiang Jingci's girlfriend.

"Little friend, you are really wrong, your Lao Jiang and I are ordinary friends." She laughed and ripped Jiang Guan's hand off.

Jiang Guan sneered, "When I'm a three-year-old child? After my mother died, no woman came to this house except for my homeroom teacher!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go play your basketball!" Before Wen Lan could answer, Jiang Jingci had already yelled at Jiang Guan.

"Byeon, you guys have a good life in the world of two, if it's not convenient, Lao Jiang remember to call in advance, I will stay at the same school at night and won't come back!"

Jiang Guan picked up a down jacket from the entrance of the door, and ran away with the ball in his arms.

Wen Lan didn't expect that he would have such a smooth-tempered son.

"I'm so sorry, Wen Lan. My wife died early, Jiang Guan grew up with his grandfather since he was a child, and I have been busy with business and neglected to manage him over the years, so I have developed such an open-mouthed temperament."

"I think Jiang Guan has a good personality." Wen Lan's voice was gentle.

She never enjoyed her mother's love after she was six years old, and Jiang Guan lost her mother when she was more than two years old, which made her feel a sense of sympathy for Jiang Guan.

How could a child who was less than thirteen years old, even if she said something harsh, so how could she bear to be harsh?

Jiang Jingci's gaze was always on her, and all the changes in her expression were taken into Jiang Jingci's eyes.

"You sit down for a while, and I'll go upstairs and get the ring." Jiang Jingci turned around and went upstairs.

Wen Lan looked around at the layout of the room, it was a simple and atmospheric European style, and he took out a piece of furniture or ornaments at random, all of which were a string of staggering numbers.

Footsteps came from the stairs, and after Jiang Jingci went downstairs, he handed her a dark red velvet box.

Out of trust in Jiang Jingci, she put it in her bag without even looking at it, thanked Jiang Jingci again, and promised, "I will send it over tomorrow morning at the latest."

Jiang Jingci nodded.

"I won't bother Mr. Jiang, goodbye." She said goodbye to Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jingci sent her out of the house,

It wasn't until the rear wing of her car was out of sight that she came to her senses.

Wen Lan drove out of the "Qiushuitai" and called Xie Yansheng three times in a row, but Xie Yansheng did not answer.

She found the phone number at the front desk of the "feast" and dialed it, and asked Xie Yansheng if he was at the feast, and the other party said that Xie was always in a meeting.

She turned around and drove straight to the feast.

Now she just wants Xie Yansheng to see the ring as soon as possible, and happily agrees to divorce, so that she can return the ring to Jiang Jingci as soon as possible.

This is the first time she has come to Jiangcheng's "feast" after she and Xie Yansheng made their relationship public.

When the young lady at the front desk saw her, she respectfully shouted "Mrs. Xie".

"On what floor is Mr. Xie having a meeting?" She subconsciously touched the bag, and unexpectedly touched an unopened big-name hand cream, and handed it over with a smile, "I can't use it if I buy too much, do me a favor."

"Thank you, you're so nice!" The front desk excitedly picked up the hand cream and lowered his voice, "Actually, Mr. Xie's meeting has already ended, and now he is in the president's office——"

Wen Lan heard a meaningful expression, "Who else?"

The front desk lowered his head as if he had done something wrong, and said in a very small voice, "It's the host who passed on the scandal with Mr. Xie."

Wen Lan's face sank instantly!

It's all to the point of divorce, and the two dog men and women are still secretly meeting!

"Mrs. Xie, don't say that I said it-" After the front desk finished speaking, the intestines that had already regretted were blue, and he hurriedly instructed Wen Lan.

Wen Lan hurriedly entered the elevator room and came to the president's office on the top floor.

There are only two conference rooms and a president's office on the top floor, perhaps Xie Yansheng feels that there is no meeting now, no one will come up, and the door of the office is hidden and not locked inside.

"I've been divorced by you now, you name it, let's break it off at once!" The low roar of Xie Yan came from inside.

Wen Lan didn't rush to push the door in, and quietly stood at the door and sounded.

Then came Cheng Nijia's cry, "How much do you think can make up for the shame I suffered back then-that night, I ruined my whole life-"

There was a sound of "Peng", and the sound of porcelain smashing on the floor could be heard inside.

Cheng Nijia cried even more fiercely, so much so that Wen Lan didn't hear a word of what he said in the follow-up.

I only heard Xie Yansheng say: "Your life is ruined, and if you take my life again, I will be clear with you!"

Wen Lan put his ear to the crack of the door, and was listening with bated breath, when the door was suddenly pulled open by Cheng Nijia from the inside!

The three looked at each other again.

After a short silence, Cheng Nijia left.

Xie Yansheng looked calm, and his eyes turned towards Wen Lan, "How long have you been listening?"

"I'm going to get divorced soon, so I don't care about you and her!" Wen Lan placed the box containing the female ring on his desk.

"Take a good look at the ring you bought with all the painstaking effort, and go through the divorce procedures right away."

Xie Yansheng picked up the box, pinched the ring and looked at it for a while, then put it back and put the box in the drawer to quickly lock it.