Wen Lan was maddened by Xie Yansheng's words.

But when I thought of the child in my womb, I still endured it.

The indulgence of last night and Xie Yansheng had already made her blame herself.

As long as it is Xie Yansheng's decision, even if she breaks her mouth, she can't say that Xie Yansheng can't say half a point!

Since it is said in vain, it is better to calm down and go back to Jiangcheng with Xie Yan Xuantian.

It's just that I'm sorry for Jiang Jing's resignation.

The two sat down in the hotel's cafeteria, and when Xie Yansheng saw the lone hard-boiled egg and a few green vegetable leaves on her plate, he immediately frowned.

"When you go to the cemetery later, do you still want to perform a fainting scene in front of me?"

"I ate a few biscuits in the middle of the night last night, and my stomach is still swollen and I can't eat too much." She slowly peeled the eggshell, "I'll bring some snacks with me from today onwards, and I won't trouble you again."

"One day husband and wife, you and I have been husband and wife for two years, how can you be afraid of trouble." Xie Yansheng sandwiched two slices of bacon from his plate to her.

She ate the eggs unhurriedly, and drank a small half bowl of porridge, and the two slices of bacon were not touched.

Xie Yansheng glanced at her from time to time while eating, "Are you going to go to the cemetery in the morning or in the afternoon?"

"I'll go later." Hearing "Cemetery", she remembered the scene before Ji Min's heart was out of breath, and she felt uncomfortable, so she got up and walked out of the restaurant.

Xie Yansheng followed and entered the elevator with her, "If Wen Jinyin hadn't forced you with your mother's life, you wouldn't have climbed into my bed, would you?"

"There's no point in saying that anymore." She didn't want to talk about that shame again, "Because now, you and I are free."

"Is divorce really a relief for you?" Xie Yansheng's voice was sarcastic, "Why do I think you're more tired after the divorce?"

"That's just what you think." She retorted stiffly.

In fact, Xie Yansheng is really not wrong, before the divorce, she only entangled with Xie Yansheng, and now, there is another Jiang Jingci!

The elevator door opened, and after she opened the door with her room card, Xie Yansheng was the first to walk in.

"Why are you in my room again?" She lowered her voice and rebuked, "You are a married man now, I don't want to be photographed talking about things anymore!"

"Don't worry. I will never cause you unnecessary trouble again." Xie Yan was a lot more serious.

When he went out, Wen Lan still wore a mask and sunglasses, but Xie Yansheng looked indifferent.

Waiting for the time of the ride, Wen Lan remembered what he said yesterday about the "Fengyun" game production room, and asked him how he talked about last night.

"The will to merge the head of the storm is very strong, but the salary in the future has not yet been negotiated." Xie Yansheng put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, his eyes full of ambition, "Tomorrow afternoon at the latest, there should be a result." Why are you suddenly worried about my business?"

Xie Yansheng's thoughts and methods are always easy to put in the business field, and Wen Lan just has nothing to say to pass the time.

"I still know—" Her heart was inexplicably sour, and she said sarcastically, "Your old man used a listed company to force you to have a child with An Zhen!"

Xie Yansheng laughed coldly, "I've been chasing you, how can An Zhen have a chance to give birth to my child?"

She snorted disdainfully.

I have to say that Xie Yansheng really has a good mouth, and she can always say the most sultry love words, but she has long been immune.

The hitchhiker came by, and as soon as she parked beside them, she pulled the door and got into the back seat.

Xie Yansheng also sat beside her.

After the car started, Xie Yansheng said to the driver in front of him, "Find a flower shop and stop for a while."

Wen Lan was shocked to realize that he only thought about buying sacrifices and paper money at the gate of the cemetery, why didn't he think of buying a bouquet of flowers for his mother?

The driver quickly got off the street where the hotel was located and stopped at the door of a flower house.

"Wait for me." After Xie Yansheng finished speaking, he got out of the car and quickly hugged the two bunches

Flowers come out.

A bouquet of white lilies, a bouquet of red roses.

Wen Lan looked at him in surprise, "One bunch is enough, you?"

"The lily is for the ex-mother-in-law, and the rose is for you." Xie Yansheng handed two bouquets of flowers to her, his eyes were deep, "I'm sorry, you've been Mrs. Xie for two years, and this is the first time I've sent flowers to you."

She took it stupidly, suddenly remembered the thirty-three roses sent to TT, and asked, "You really didn't send those flowers a while ago?"

"Roses too?" Xie Yansheng was a little frantic with jealousy, "How many times have you sent it? Do you still give it away?"

"Just once, no, twice." She had already seen the fire hidden in Xie Yansheng's eyebrows, and hurriedly said, "I didn't leave a name, but I won't send it for a long time."

"No wonder you were divorced and chased by other men, can it satisfy your vanity?" Xie Yansheng's face sank, and his voice was very low, "Which dead-skinned wild man sent it?"

"You're a married man, and you're not qualified to judge me!" She snorted.

Xie Yansheng bit his lip with hatred, and didn't want to be seen as a joke by the driver in front of him, so he chose to be silent.

More than 20 minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the cemetery.

Wen Lan got out of the car with two bouquets of flowers, and Xie Yansheng walked into a funeral supplies store with a strained face, and bought sacrifices and two large boxes of paper money.

She quickly took the packed offering from Xie Yansheng's hand.

"Thank you, how much does these things cost Lily, I'll turn you-" She asked as she followed Xie Yansheng's steps, chasing after her.

"Shut up when you step on your horse!" Xie Yansheng was carrying a box of paper money on his left shoulder and a box in his right hand, looking at her very sharply.

She obediently shut up.

As she got closer and closer to Ji Minxin's grave, her mood became heavier and heavier, and her pace gradually slowed down.

By the time she walked to Ji Minxin's cemetery, Xie Yansheng had already laid out the sacrifices one by one, and poured out all the two boxes of paper money.

She put the lilies away, took out the rag she had prepared a long time ago, and gently wiped the dust from the stele.

"Tell your mom about the stupid things you did after the divorce!" Xie Yansheng left the lighter, went to the rest chair opposite and sat on the phone.

Wen Lan's hand trembled and stroked every word on the stone tablet, and tears suddenly welled up.

"Mom, I've come to see you—" Her voice was poignant, and she bent down to light the paper money.

The blazing fire was wanton, and she vaguely seemed to see Ji Minxin's shadow.

She was originally kneeling on both knees, but after a long time, her knees couldn't bear it anymore and simply sat on the ground.

When she calmed down and was about to get up, she found that her legs were so weak that she couldn't use her strength.

She could only turn her eyes for help to Xie Yansheng.

Xie Yansheng was facing her sideways, cross-legging Erlang's legs and talking on the phone, "You are still not satisfied with giving you two black cards? Just be your Mrs. Xie, you don't care where I go!"