Wen Lan threw his phone on the dashboard in front of the car.

"Listen, with Shen Qingfeng's crime, no matter how much Shen Yi flutters, it won't help." The voice of disdain came from Xie Yan.

Wen Lan didn't want to have a meaningless quarrel with Xie Yansheng anymore, so he cut straight to the point, "When are you going to sign?"

"Divorce, don't even think about it now." Xie Yan's deep voice was resolute, "Give me a return to Dongsheng Yipin within an hour."

She was calm, "Since you don't sign, let's start separating now. After two years, if one of the parties files for divorce, the court will grant the divorce."

"Wen Lan, I'll only give you an hour, it's up to you whether you come or not." Xie Yansheng took the initiative to end the call.

She parked the car and looked for it according to the address that Shen's mother said, and was surprised to find that the Shen family's villa and Jiang Jingci's house were adjacent!

The Shen family's villa has never been inhabited, and even the electronic lock on the door is out of power.

Wen Lan finally used the key given by Shen's mother to open the door and the door.

A few minutes later, Wen Lan found a quaint little box in the safe.

When it was opened, there were four unopened gold bars lying inside.

Wen Lan picked it up and looked at it, each with a net weight of three hundred grams, the price of gold this year has been more than five hundred, and four gold bars can be exchanged for six or seven hundred thousand.

Compared with Shen Qingfeng's crimes, this money is a drop in the bucket. But for Shen Yi, it should also be able to solve the temporary dilemma.

Wen Lan put the box into his handbag and quickly locked the security door outside the living room.

"How did you get here? I heard that this villa has been sold, but I have never seen anyone, is it Mr. Xie's property?"

Jiang Jingci's gentle voice suddenly came from the courtyard next door.

The two looked at each other across the wall.

At this time, Jiang Jingci was wearing a dark gray cashmere cardigan on his upper body, and a pair of slacks underneath, and his gestures were more gentle than when he was in a suit and leather shoes.

The courtyard wall of the adjacent villa is only more than one meter high, and it is also made of hollow flowers, so that no matter who stands in the courtyard, you can see the adjacent courtyard clearly.

"Mr. Jiang, this is not Xie Yansheng's property, it's a friend's house of mine." Now that the Shen family's affairs are in an uproar, Wen Lan doesn't dare to tell the truth.

Jiang Jingci let out a meaningful "oh", raised the flower scissors in his hand, and reduced the dead branches of a spring tree in the courtyard.

Wen Lan didn't leave in a hurry, because Shen's mother's gold bars had to be discounted as soon as possible, and Jiang Jingci was the "reliable" person that Shen's mother said.

She was thinking about how to speak, Jiang Jingci had already looked at her, "I just finished grinding coffee beans, if you're not busy, come and try my craft?"

"Okay." She responded happily, locked the courtyard door and walked into the Jiang Mansion.

Jiang Guan was not there, and the huge house was empty.

There was ground coffee powder on the sideboard, and Jiang Jingci opened the coffee pot after washing his hands and got busy.

Wen Lan was absent-minded, thinking of Shen's mother, who was still waiting anxiously in the hospital, and said stubbornly, "Does Mr. Jiang still accept gold now?"

"The price of gold has risen sharply recently, and we will talk about it in the next year." The afterglow of Jiang Jingci's eyes glanced at her, "Do you have gold to sell?"

She nodded, "Four gold bars, 1,200 grams."

"With all due respect, if I had known earlier that you and Mr. Xie were divorcing, I wouldn't have been able to take over those things last time." Jiang Jingci's eyes were narrow and dark, and it was difficult to distinguish light and dark.

Wen Lan immediately thought of the ring, lowered his eyes and apologized again, "I'm sorry Mr. Jiang, I haven't found the ring yet. Actually, the four gold bars belong to my friend, and he is very short of money now, and he is in a hurry to show his gloves, so you can do me a favor, right?"

Since Yu Hui died of illness ten years ago, Jiang Jingci has taken the initiative to insulate himself from women.

As the saying goes, love is deep, and thinking is earnest.

After Yu Hui left, he treated Yu Hui's parents as his own parents, and always lived with the mentality of loneliness and old age.

Although there have been many women who have taken the initiative to post it on his terms over the years, they have all been rejected by him.

At his first sight

When he arrived at Wen Lan, he found that Wen Lan had a pair of Danfeng eyes that were very similar to Yu Hui, and he had a little more affection in his heart.

At this time, Wen Lan's soft words sounded in his ears, and Jiang Jingci immediately softened, and said in a soothing tone, "You can take a look first."

She hurriedly took out the box containing the gold bars from her bag.

Jiang Jingci looked at each one very carefully, "Pure gold, the condition is also good. Actually, I wasn't going to collect gold again a year ago, but I can make an exception for you again."

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang." Wen Lan immediately cheered up, "I'll thank you for my friend first."

"There's something you have to tell me. Otherwise, you'll take it back." Jiang Jingci's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, "I want to know the true owner of these four gold bars."

Wen Lan bit her lower lip and thought about it, and muttered, "It's an aunt's."

Seeing that she still didn't tell the truth, Jiang Jingci put the gold bar back in the box and continued to make coffee.

Jiang Jingci's intention is obvious.

Wen Lan knew that Jiang Jingci had been in the business for many years, and she couldn't be deceived by casually making up a lie!

"This aunt is Shen Qingfeng's wife." She said carefully, "But, this is what my aunt bought with her own salary card, not someone else."

Jiang Jingci looked at her and asked in a low voice, "The house next door is also the Shen family, right?"

She nodded slightly.

"As soon as Shen Qingfeng falls, there are those who fall into the well, and those who sit on the shore to watch the fire, you are the one who sends charcoal in the snow." Jiang Jingci was full of surprise, "You have a deep relationship with the Shen family?"

"I don't have much of a relationship, but I can talk to my aunt when I was in college." She replied, "Auntie's family is in trouble now, please ask me to help, I can't think of a reason to refuse."

"I don't take anything you don't know. Tell me, what is the relationship between you and the Shen family?" Jiang Jingci's attention seemed to be on the coffee pot, but it had actually drifted to Wen Lan.

Wen Lan's clear eyes were stained with helplessness, and he said lightly, "Shen Qingfeng's son, Shen Yi, is my first love."

The filter of the coffee grounds in Jiang Jingci's hand "clicked" and fell to the ground.

Wen Lan picked up the filter and handed it to him, and he realized his gaffe.

Both fell silent at the same time.

"You help the Shen family, do you know Xie Yansheng?" Jiang Jingci flushed the filter on the faucet and asked calmly.

"I don't know." She was afraid that Jiang Jingci would know too much, so she rejected the deal, and hurriedly explained, "Even if Xie Yansheng knows, what can he do? I was just a middleman, and I didn't help the Shen family for a penny!"

Jiang Jingci's eyes gradually became cold, and there was no trace of affection, "I'm afraid that it will lead to unnecessary disputes in the future, so I won't do this business."

"Mr. Jiang, the house next door to you is not in the name of the Shen family, and these four gold bars were really bought by my aunt with an acquaintance in the salary card. The Shen family is in urgent need of money now, so can you do me a favor?"

Wen Lan begged, and his words were full of humility.