Jiang Jingci's words, Zhou Qiao didn't believe it at all, and sneered: "A scumbag is a scumbag, you don't wash your name for a scumbag anymore."

"Obviously, she was wronged in her marriage to Xie Yansheng, why are she not ready to give up the past until now?" Jiang Jingci's words were unwilling, "Maybe she has the idea of starting a new relationship, but I don't deserve it."

"You two are so interesting! I interceded with her for you, and she was angry and said she was not worthy of you." Zhou Qiao saw the cigarette in Jiang Jingci's hand, and hurriedly asked, "I remember that you don't smoke?"

"I'm by your best friend." Jiang Jingci's face tightened, and his voice was bitter.

At this time, Zhou Qiao's mobile phone rang, and Jiang Jing quit downstairs.

Rehearsals are underway on the first floor, and nearly fifty glamorous female models are walking around the stage.

Jiang Jingci quickly found Wen Lan.

I have to say that even in the show with beautiful women, Wen Lan is still very eye-catching. Look at the book

The loose khaki coat is draped over the shoulders, the waist-length hair is slightly curled and scattered behind the head, and the makeup is light but unavoidable.

From Jiang Jingci's point of view, Wen Lan was sitting in the first row of the venue at this time, looking up at the model rehearsal on the stage, and seriously writing down something in his notebook with a pen.

Wen Lan's attention tossed back and forth between the stage and the notebook, and Jiang Jingci looked at her for ten minutes before she realized.

The eyes of the two met seven or eight meters apart, and Jiang Jingci stopped talking several times.

She continued to choose to remain silent, and Jiang Jingci finally chose to leave the venue.

Zhou Qiao's call made Wen Lan instantly cheer up, and quickly clicked the answer button.

"Qiaoqiao, guess who's going to be the sponsor?" Zhou Qiao's tone was full of mockery.

Wen Lan asked curiously, "Who?"

"Wen Jinyin." Zhou Qiao said disdainfully, "Your good brother! Just called and asked me to reserve an ad seat for 'Wen's.'

"He's a drunkard, not drinking, you can make up your own mind." When Wen Lan heard the words "Wen Jinyin", his head hurt.

Wen Lan stared at the venue until eleven o'clock in the evening before driving back to Bluewater Bay.

When she parked her car in the underground parking lot and waited for the elevator, she smelled a pungent smell, and her stomach immediately turned over.

She hurriedly covered her mouth and found a secluded place to vomit for a while, but nothing came out.

That night, she slept soundly.

She also dreamed of tomorrow's fashion show, where she thanked everyone in the venue on the brightly lit stage and the models wearing the costumes she designed......

Because I was too tired and forgot to set the alarm clock, when I was woken up by Zhou Qiao's call the next day, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Wen Lan simply freshened up and was about to go out when there was a knock on the door.

Her nerves immediately tensed, because she thought of the sound of thanksgiving!

looked through the cat's eyes, and it turned out to be Mother Xie, who had not been seen for many days!

She really didn't want to have anything to do with the Xie family anymore, so she hurriedly went back to the bedroom and put her phone on silent.

Soon, the knock on the door ended, and her phone screen flickered, a local unfamiliar number.

She had already blocked Xie's mother's phone, and guessed that it was Xie's mother's phone that asked her to open the door, so she didn't answer it.

Twenty minutes later, Xie Mu still hadn't left.

Zhou Qiao's call urging her to go to the convention and exhibition center came again, and she whispered, "I've gone out, I'm stuck in traffic."

She looked out of the cat's eye anxiously, but Xie Mu had been standing at the door, and there was no sign of leaving.

After thinking about it, she had no choice but to dial Xie Yansheng's phone.

A while ago, she wiped the back of Xie Yansheng's new car, and because she had to wait for the damage assessment quotation, she released Xie Yansheng from the blacklist.

In the past few days, she has been patronizing the runway, and she has forgotten about the car compensation.

"That's right, it's you? I'm really flattered." Xie Yan's deep voice was sultry and seductive, like a whisper between the beds.

This moment, she

The brain went down directly, and only two words were muttered: "It's me."

"Miss me, once?" Xie Yan asked in a toneless voice.

Only then did she realize her gaffe, and hurriedly retracted her messy thoughts, "Your mother has come to Bluewater Bay again, and she is blocking my door now. I'm in a hurry to get out, you get her out of here."

"Yes. How can you thank me?" Xie Yan seemed to laugh but not laugh.

"You deserve to take your mom away, and I have no reason to thank you." She knew that her argument was weak, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "Besides, your mother must have come to me for you, and you don't care who cares?"

"I really don't care." The voice of Xie Yan on the other end pretended to end the call, but Wen Lan hurriedly stopped him.

"Say, how thank you! But don't overdo it!"

"It's almost noon, so let's have a meal together, isn't it too much?" Xie Yansheng was afraid that she wouldn't, so he hurriedly said, "I will set the address for lunch near the convention and exhibition center, and it will definitely not delay your work."

"It's up to you. Let your mom disappear from Bluewater Bay in five minutes, or you won't have to talk about lunch." Wen Lan hung up the phone after speaking.

Her gaze flicked back and forth between the cat's eye and the watch, and in about three minutes, Xie Mu answered the phone and left.

Xie Yansheng's phone call back, she hurriedly clicked on it, and gently "hey".

"That's it." Xie Yansheng's voice was faint, "I'll send you the location of the restaurant later."

"Okay." She was in a hurry to go out, and she responded quickly.

"I was a sponsor of the TT New Year's show." Xie Yansheng has no idea of ending the call for the time being.

"Don't! I can't afford it!" Wen Lan said hurriedly, "When I was not divorced, every time TT held a fashion show, I asked you for sponsorship, what did you say-'The inferior little trick that makes a woman's eyeballs-"

"You damn memory! I haven't remembered what I've said in the past two years! If it's not interesting, just remember it."

Xie Yansheng seemed to be in a good mood and broke with her.

"I still remember - Mr. Xie is going to get engaged to Miss An!" She deliberately didn't open which pot to mention.

"Okay, let's stop talking. See you later." Someone shouted "Mr. Xie" from the other side of Xie Yansheng, so he took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Wen Lan went downstairs with his mobile phone in his hand, and his heart welled up with a charm that he had never felt before.

This was one of the few times she and Xie Yansheng had been peaceful.

There are no quarrels, no messy women outside involved, like an ordinary little couple jealous bickering......

The car pulled out of the parking lot, a smile on her lips that she hadn't even noticed.

When he arrived at the convention and exhibition center, Zhou Qiao had just sent a wave of media reporters.

Seeing Wen Lan enter the door, she stuffed a thick stack of documents in her hand into Wen Lan's hand, "Auntie, you're here!" A few models have made some changes to their makeup photos, so you can go backstage and help me contact the gaffer."

Wen Lan took the document and looked at it seriously, "I'll go right away."

Halfway upstairs, Wen Lan's cell phone rang.

She casually glanced down, it turned out to be Wen Zuming!