During the week that Wen Lan was not in Jiangcheng, Jiang Jingci would come over every day, either to chat with Zhou Qiao for a while, or to sit in Wen Lan's studio for a while.

A few days ago, he made a lot of calls to Wen Lan and sent dozens of WeChat messages asking about his whereabouts, but Wen Lan didn't make any response.

Later, he asked someone to find out that Wen Lan went to Hong Kong City, and immediately guessed that she had gone to see Shen Yi again.

At that time, he was in pain and collapsed, but with his understanding of Wen Lan and Zhou Qiao's statement, he felt that Wen Lan must have other twists and turns when he went to Hong Kong City this time, so he continued to wait for the rabbit in the most stupid way.

For seven days, rain or shine.

Fortunately, God has eyes, and he was still waiting for him today!

Wen Lan wore a dignified black, white lambskin flat-heeled shoes, his plain face was full of exhaustion, his slightly curly long hair was tied behind his head by a black hair ring, and his whole body was depressed.

"Coming back?" Jiang Jingci took the initiative to say hello, but she hadn't seen her for a week, and she had lost a lot of weight.

"I'm back." Wen Lan cried for a long time every day this week, and his voice was hoarse when he opened his mouth.

"Your voice is hoarse like this, you have a cold?" Jiang Jingci's voice was gentle, and his eyes were full of concern.

"Nope." She didn't dare to look at Jiang Jingci's gaze, "I haven't been to work for a week, and there must be a lot of backlog of work, so I'm going to get busy first."

The sense of distance she deliberately pulled out made Jiang Jingci very uncomfortable, but she didn't entangle anymore and watched her leave quietly.

As soon as Wen Lan sat down in the studio, Zhou Qiao walked in without even knocking on the door.

"I heard your voice, and I came downstairs! Lan Lan, are you okay?" Zhou Qiao quickly looked her up and down, "Her eyes are red and swollen, her expression is haggard, and there is sadness between her eyebrows and eyes—you have been staying in Hong Kong City for the past few days?"

Hearing "Hong Kong City", Wen Lan's eyes turned red again, hugged her tightly, and tears fell on her.

"Say, what the hell is going on?" Zhou Qiao was very puzzled, "If you need my help, just say it directly, and I can't hide it!"

Zhou Qiao had already called Shen Yi, and he didn't ask why for a while.

"Let me slow down, warp, and I'll tell you later." Wen Lan let out a long sigh.

Ji Minxin's affairs can't be explained clearly, she has neither eaten nor slept well in the past few days, she even feels tired from breathing, and she doesn't want to talk.

"Then don't talk about it yet, I'll be relieved that you can come back safe and sound." Zhou Qiao thoughtfully patted her on the back, "If you really can't do it, you can rest for a few days and then come to work."

"It's even more boring for me to rent a house alone, it's better to be in the company, where people come and go, and it's lively." She let go of Zhou Qiao and wiped away her tears with a tissue.

"Take it easy, don't get tired, it's not the same with the baby now as it was before. If you really want to rush the blueprints, throw them to me, and I'll get them for you."

Zhou Qiao poured a cup of hot water for her and put it on the table, seeing that she didn't have the desire to talk, she didn't want to disturb her anymore and prepared to go upstairs.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

It was Jiang Jingci, who was still carrying a shopping bag in his hand.

"Lao Jiang, didn't you just leave, what's wrong?" Zhou Qiao laughed before he finished speaking, "It turns out that I came to send warmth to Lan Lan."

When Wen Lan heard this, he immediately frowned.

Jiang Jingci had already put the shopping bag on the table and looked at Wen Lan, "Your voice is very hoarse, I bought some autumn pear paste from a nearby pharmacy, you can drink some water."

"Thank you." Although Wen Lan was very resistant in his heart, he still accepted it head-on.

Zhou Qiao saw that Jiang Jingci had no intention of leaving, so he hurriedly poured a glass of white water for him.

Wen Lan quietly gave Zhou Qiao a "don't leave" look, and Zhou Qiao sat beside Wen Lan with a smile.

"If you're really uncomfortable, I'd suggest you go to the hospital and see a doctor." Jiang Jingci's attention has always been on Wen Lan.

Wen Lan lowered his head and flipped through the thick design drawings, but did not respond.

"It's okay, Lan Lan is just tired from flying." In order to avoid being cold, Zhou Qiao hurriedly took Jiang Jingci's words, "Lao Jiang, I heard that you have bought two more good things, when will you be able to feast our eyes?"

"Anytime." Jiang Jingci didn't get the response he deserved in front of Wen Lan, and there was a bit of defeat in his tone.

"After these two days, Zhao Huan and I will go to the 'Yuansheng Jiangji' in Beijing to have a look." Zhou Qiao echoed and said, "Lao Jiang will remember to be a guest when the time comes!"

"It's a small thing." The afterglow of Jiang Jingci's eyes was still on Wen Lan's side.

But Wen Lan was horribly silent.

Jiang Jingci chatted with Zhou Qiao for a while and left.

Zhou Qiao sent him out of TT and turned back, and said to Wen Lan helplessly: "Lao Jiang is boring, and his face is blue when he leaves."

"He's a good man and deserves a better woman. It's not a good thing for him to die sooner." Wen Lan was full of melancholy, and his left hand had fallen on his lower abdomen.

Now, Ji Minxin's business is over, and the most important thing for her is the baby in her womb.

Take good care of the fetus and give birth to the baby smoothly and raise it, and her life full of regrets can be regarded as complete.

"I've already told Lao Jiang twice that you are not interesting to him, so that he will not have this thought, but he is just twisted, and he hit his head on the south wall and bled without turning around!"

Zhou Qiao didn't bother her anymore, shook his head and went to the second floor.

Wen Lan locked the door and tried to keep his attention to work, and by the time he left work, a quarter of the week's backlog had been completed.

Back at Bluewater Bay is also alone, and she is ready to work overtime before leaving.

I went around the exhibition hall a few times, refreshed my hands and feet, and ordered a rice bowl on my mobile phone to make dinner.

"Designer Wen, I haven't seen you for a few days, you've lost weight again!" The little girl at the front desk smiled and chatted with Wen Lan, "You don't know yet, this week when you didn't come to work, Mr. Jiang would come over every day and sit in your studio for a while before leaving. I have to say, Mr. Jiang is really an affectionate and good man!"

Wen Lan heard Jiang Jingci enter her studio alone, and instantly felt like she was being peeped at.

The whole TT, and Zhou Qiao has the key to her studio, without her permission, Zhou Qiao actually let Jiang Jing resign into her private space, which is really annoying!

She took out her mobile phone and was about to call to question Zhou Qiao, when the little girl at the front desk sweetly shouted at the door, "Mrs. Xie, you are here."

How many Mrs. Xie can there be in Jiangcheng?

Wen Lan's heart trembled inexplicably.

Looking up, it was An Zhen.

An Zhen is wearing a TT haute couture suit, with a good imperial green on his neck and wrists, and a red platinum bag on his arm, which is full of style.

Wen Lan suddenly found that in addition to her, all the women who have followed Xie Yansheng will achieve several leaps in clothing, food, housing and transportation.

She was dressed in oppressive black, which was in great contrast with the glamorous An Zhen.

Especially the smugness and flamboyance in An Zhen's eyebrows are incompatible with Wen Lan's indifference.

Caught off guard, An Zhen smiled and said, "I want to make a few custom-made casual clothes, Miss Wen can help me measure the size?"