Wen Lan guessed that Jiang Jingci was about to confess again, so he hurriedly stopped: "Let's talk about it later, there are too many things that happened today, and I haven't eased up yet."

"There's something that has been weighing on my mind for days, and if I don't say it again, I'll be at peace day and night." Jiang Jingci said stubbornly.

Wen Lan's dodging gaze fell on the hole behind his coat that was corroded by concentrated hydrochloric acid, and his heart immediately softened, "Say it, I'm listening."

"If—" Jiang Jingci looked at her deeply, "Your child needs a father who is rightly speaking, I can do that."

She was not calm in an instant, blushing and defending herself: "What nonsense are you talking about! I don't have any children!"

"You know better than anyone else." Jiang Jingci's clear voice was calm and powerful, "When I had a premonition that you were pregnant a few days ago, I was devastated. But I have a son, and what reason do I have to ask of you?"

Wen Lan didn't expect Jiang Jingci to be so careful!

She was also sure that she was pregnant, and Jiang Jingci had a premonition a few days ago.

"Say no more." She felt that it was quite good to discuss this topic with Jiang Jingci in private, and turned to go upstairs.

The two returned to the room one after the other.

The two bowls of noodles that were not finished had already been disposed of, and she picked them up and dumped them in the trash.

At this time, her heart was in a mess and she wanted to lie in bed and sleep for a while, but Jiang Jingci had no sign of leaving.

"Wen Lan, what I want to say is that I need a mistress in my house."

"Lao Jiang, you have helped me again and again, and today you saved me, I am really grateful." She was still immersed in the collapse caused by the sound of Xie Yan, and said dejectedly, "I have decided to be a single mother."

"Every day the mood is different, the thoughts are also different, you think about it again. I'll go first, you can rest well." Jiang Jingci knew that she was in a bad mood now, so she chose to calm down for a few days.

The sound of the door closing, Wen Lan's humiliation at Xie Yansheng could no longer be hidden, and tears fell again.

The next morning, Wen Lan received a call from the police station, saying that she would be asked to go over and make another record.

Half an hour later, as soon as Wen Lan parked the car at the door of the police station, he saw Zhang Ming, the lawyer representing Xie's mother.

Zhang Ming immediately caught up and shouted, "Miss Wen."

Wen Lan had dealt with Zhang Ming before, and knew that this person was extremely thick-skinned, so he was especially careful.

"This is a settlement, if you think the compensation is okay, sign it." Zhang Ming handed Wen Lan a document.

"What settlement?" Wen Lan was confused, "Did I say I wanted to reconcile?"

Last time, Han Pei smashed the exhibition hall on the first floor of TT, and Xie Yansheng also took a settlement letter and asked her to sign it.

"Miss Wen, I can understand your feelings. Mrs. Xie did something wrong on impulse, and now her cardiovascular and blood pressure are not optimistic, and she is still lying in the ICU. She's been your elder anyway, so let's turn big things into small things." Zhang Ming handed over the settlement letter again.

"Old Man Xie is full of sincerity, and the compensation given is enough to make Miss Wen worry about food and clothing."

Wen Lan took the reconciliation letter, and without even reading it, he tore it to pieces and smashed Zhang Ming's face.

"Go tell Xie Fuchun that this matter can't be reconciled!"

This is the first time she has shouted Old Man Xie's full name in front of outsiders.

Yesterday, fortunately, Jiang Jingci came in time, otherwise, the bottle of concentrated hydrochloric acid splashed on her face, and she was afraid that she would even have the idea of death now.

"Miss Wen—" Zhang Ming wanted to say something more, but Wen Lan had already walked into the police station.

The two police officers asked for a few more details, and Wen Lan told the truth.

After making the transcript, Wen Lan was about to leave, when a middle-aged male police officer who looked like a leader came over and asked with a smile, "Miss Wen, I want to ask if there is room for reconciliation in this matter?"

"Nope." Wen Lan replied very resolutely.

The middle-aged male police officer bowed his head slightly and did not continue to ask.

Driving away from the police station, Wen Lan did not rush back to TT, but went to several sales offices to see the house.

She thought about it last night

Before the child is born, buy a house of your own.

She has been under the fence for more than 20 years, and she resolutely does not allow her children to live without a fixed place when they are born!

Jiangcheng is a second-tier city, housing prices have soared in recent years, and you can buy a good location for 15,000 the year before last, and it is close to 20,000 this year.

Wen Lan likes the well-decorated existing house, about 130 square meters is the best.

Because buying a house is completely for the little things in her belly, she is looking at a community with rich educational resources.

When he returned to TT, Wen Languang had accumulated a thick stack of brochures and leaflets for selling houses.

To her surprise, Jiang Jingci sat in the rest area on the first floor and chatted with Zhou Qiao.

"Lan Lan, you're skipping work again." Zhou Qiao smiled and beckoned to her, "Lao Jiang is talking to me about investment philosophy, can you also listen to it?"

Wen Lan smiled at Jiang Jingci, "I can't understand it, so I still don't listen."

"What is this?" Zhou Qiao had already walked over, pulled out a booklet from her hand at random, and exclaimed, "Ready to buy a house?"

"I just went to see it on a whim." Wen Lan has no idea of giving the bottom to Zhou Qiao for the time being.

"I have several friends who do real estate if you have a favorite listing, and I can ask them to give you a big discount." Jiang Jingci smiled at the corner of his lips and looked at her.

Wen Lan was immediately moved when he heard this, "I'm getting ready to pick one."

"Ready to buy off-plan or existing flat?" Zhou Qiao pulled Wen Lan to sit in the rest area.

"Existing houses, fine decoration is preferred." Wen Lan was thoughtful.

Jiang Jingci had already guessed her intention to buy a house, and the afterglow of his eyes fell on her lower abdomen.

"If you want to buy it, buy a big flat floor, it's transparent and bright—" Zhou Qiao suddenly realized that something was wrong, and immediately silenced.

Because Xie Yansheng bought a large flat for Cheng Nijia.

At the beginning, it was a thorn in Wen Lan's heart!

"Where do you want to buy it?" Jiang Jing hurriedly changed the subject, "I can help you find a house."

"Between Ping'an Street and Xiangyang Road." Wen Lan muttered without thinking.

Zhou Qiao immediately shook his head, "If you want to buy it, you can buy it in the city center or over there!" In the future, even if you get tired of it, it will be very easy to shoot. On the side of Ping'an Street and Xiangyang Road, primary schools, junior high schools and kindergartens are crowded, and there are traffic jams every morning and evening, especially on weekends and holidays.

"No matter where the house is, there are pros and cons, or it depends on your own needs." Jiang Jingci said slowly.

"It's also true that what's right for you is the best. I almost forgot, my mom asked me to send her for skin care, and I withdrew first." Zhou Qiao left in a hurry.

Only Wen Lan and Jiang Jingci were left in the rest area.

Wen Lan's guilty gaze fell on Jiang Jingci's back, "Does the wound still hurt, I recommend going to the hospital to find a professional skin specialist to take a look."

"It's too late, so I'm not going." Jiang Jingci smiled.

At this time, Wen Lan's mobile phone rang.

After she glanced at it, she hurriedly clicked on it, and Jiang Jingci still saw the word "Shen Yi" flashing on the mobile phone screen.