Wen Lan beckoned Jiang Jingci to the bathroom and tried to wash his back on the sink, but it was very inconvenient.

He could only wring the shower, but in order to prevent the water from flowing to his lower body, Wen Lan found a bath towel to wrap around his waist.

Jiang Jingci may have a fitness habit, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and the muscle lines are very masculine.

After washing, he was smeared with a thick layer of aloe vera gel.

The wound, which had been corroded by strong hydrochloric acid, was six or seven centimeters long and half a centimeter wide, and was as hideous as a tan earthworm.

Because of excessive nervousness, Wen Lan didn't feel embarrassed at all when he did all this.

Before Jiang Jingci put his shirt on his body, Wen Lan first slapped the hideous look on his back with his mobile phone and put it in front of him, "I mean go to the hospital immediately, it will be troublesome if you really want to leave a scar."

"When you get to the hospital, the doctor will definitely make a big fuss and let it be." Jiang Jingci's gaze swept over the mobile phone screen and said disapprerovingly.

"Then I'll go to the pharmacy and buy some anti-inflammatory drugs." Wen Lan's right foot has not fully recovered, coupled with early pregnancy and low blood sugar, although it is very uncomfortable, but he still barely cheers up.

"You have a bad face, take a break, I'm not so pretentious as a big man." Jiang Jingci said as he put on his clothes and walked to the small kitchen, "If you have any ingredients, I'll make you dinner."

Wen Lan remembered the meals and fruits that Jiang Jingci had specially prepared for her in Qiushuitai just now, and lowered her head with self-reproach, "There are only noodles and eggs."

"Wait, ten minutes to cook." Jiang Jingci first found the ingredients in the empty refrigerator, and then turned on the gas stove.

Soon, the enticing smell of rice came from the small room.

Two bowls of hot egg noodles were brought to the table by Jiang Jingci, "The ingredients are limited, let's have a meal first."

Wen Lan's appetite had been whetted by the smell of home-cooked food, and he limped to the dining room and sat down.

She found that Jiang Jingci only had noodles in her bowl, and in addition to the noodles, there were three eggs in her bowl, and she hurriedly asked, "Is there only three eggs left in the refrigerator?"

"I don't eat much at night, and a bowl of noodles is enough nutrients." Jiang Jingci sat down opposite her with a smile and picked up the dishes and chopsticks.

She couldn't help it, so she sandwiched a poached egg into Jiang Jingci's bowl, and divided an egg into two, half of which was given to Jiang Jingci.

Jiang Jingci did not refuse, and his stiff facial features were smeared with unprecedented tenderness and relief.

The two of them were halfway through their meal when there was a quick knock on the door.

Wen Lan was about to get up to see who it was, but Jiang Jingci had already opened the door one step ahead of her.

Standing at the door was the sound of thanksgiving.

Just like that, the two men inside and outside the house looked at each other!

At this time, Jiang Jingci was only loosely draped in a shirt on his upper body, and his chest was still naked.

"Why are you here?" Xie Yansheng's dissatisfied voice came into Wen Lan's ears, "What about Lan Lan?"

Wen Lan put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked quickly to the door.

Xie Yansheng's gaze moved from Wen Lan to the dining table in the dining room, where there were two bowls of steaming noodles, adding a bit of human fireworks to the room.

This wisp of fireworks is also something he deeply longs for but has never obtained.

Xie Yansheng's eyes were like wounds, his thin lips curved into a mocking arc, and he said darkly, "It turns out that I shouldn't have come."

At this time, Wen Lan was full of hatred and resentment towards Xie Yansheng, but he didn't want to be laughed at by Jiang Jingci on the side, he just wanted to take Xie Yansheng away as soon as possible, "Go downstairs, I have something to say to you."

"Let's say it now, the three of them are here, say everything you want to say, lest Mr. Jiang and I guess wildly." Xie Yansheng's face was lonely, and there was no temperature in his eyebrows and eyes.

Wen Lan had already picked up his coat and walked directly to the elevator room.

Xie Yansheng stood at the door for two minutes before he followed.

Only Jiang Jingci was left standing alone at the entrance of the door.

Wen Lan and Xie Yansheng went downstairs, he had no appetite, walked out of the door, took out a cigarette and lit it and smoked it slowly.

He suddenly had a hunch that today would be the relationship between Wen Lan and Xie Yansheng

Turning point. ap.

When she saw Wen Lan again, she was either moved by Xie Yansheng's words, or she completely broke with Xie Yansheng.

After thinking about it, I still feel that the latter is more likely.

Wen Lan and Xie Yansheng were silent in the elevator room.

When the elevator stopped on the first floor, Wen Lan walked quickly into the rest pavilion diagonally opposite the unit building.

At this time, it was dinner, and there were only a few elderly people in the community who were watching their children play.

Before Wen Lan could speak, Xie Yansheng had already lit the lighter, and smoke soon filled between his fingers.

"Your mother came to my door to block me, I sent you a WeChat call, why didn't you reply?" Wen Lan's resentment was on the verge of collapse, and his voice was terrible.

"In the afternoon, I was called to the old mansion by the old man." Xie Yansheng was stunned, his eyes were full of indescribable sourness, "It's turned off."

"When you want to sleep with me, it's like a dogskin plaster! When I was most helpless and bullied by your mother, you turned off your phone!"

Wen Lan suddenly cried, "When I was almost killed by your mother, it was Jiang Jingci who saved me!" What are you doing now? What have you given me, both before and after marriage, except to plunge me into endless panic and pain?"

Xie Yan extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

In the evening, he was called to the old house by a phone call from the old man.

When he walked into the living room, he was firmly controlled on a bench by the old man's four powerful henchmen, and the mobile phone was taken away, and the old man took a whip and whipped him hard until he was tired.

Because Wen Lan brought An Zhen into the police station, the An family once again canceled the engagement ceremony at the beginning of next month.

Old Man Xie vented all his hatred on Xie Yansheng.

In order to save Xie Yansheng's face, the old man asked Xie Yansheng to strip off Xie Yansheng's clothes, only leaving a pair of underwear for him.

The splendid relationship with An Zhen is so yellow, the old man is cold to the bone, and the hand that shook the whip did not leave any affection.

But he also left a sense of proportion, only pumping the back of the banquet sound, and not touching the places that could be exposed when he wore clothes.

Xie Yansheng's bones were hard enough, and Ren's water-stained whip was whipped at the back of him, again and again, only gritting his teeth and not saying a word.

The old man was tired and began to scold again, at first he was very aggressive, but then he shut up.

Xie Yansheng got the mobile phone and saw Wen Lan's missed calls and WeChat, and immediately rushed to Lanshui Bay with the pain in his body.

On the way, he received a call from the old house, saying that Xie's mother was so angry that Wen Lan had a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital, and he didn't say a word about Xie's mother pouring nitric acid on Wen Lan.

After confirming that Xie's mother was okay on the phone, he still chose to see Wen Lan as soon as possible.

When the security door opened, the disheveled Jiang Jingci suddenly pierced his heart!

Wen Lan's harsh reprimand, and the dozens of whip marks on his body, made him angry all over his body, but he was still holding back.

"Last time I was photographed in the car, this time I got An Zhen into the police station, you know better than anyone else the twists and turns inside! But your mother always grabbed me—"

Wen Lan thought of the child in her womb as she spoke, covered her lower abdomen in collapse, and stared at Xie Yansheng hatefully, "Do you know—"