When Wen Lan heard him say "Mrs. Xie", his heart immediately sank.

She tried several times, and finally stood up tremblingly.

"You have to have money to spend and a man to accompany you, do you have that life......" Xie Yansheng and An Zhen's phone call continued.

Wen Lan directly crossed the sound of Xie Yan and walked towards the exit of the cemetery without hurrying.

When Xie Yansheng chased after her, she had already stopped a hitchhiker at the entrance of the cemetery.

"I sat in the cold wind and waited for you for more than an hour, and you didn't even give me time to finish the phone." Xie Yansheng complained about his dissatisfaction with her.

"Do you listen to you flirting with An Zhen?" She scolded, "I'm sorry, I don't really have that preference!"

"Which ear did you hear me flirting with An Zhen?" He reached for her hand, which she avoided ahead of time and got into a taxi.

Xie Yansheng still sat beside her.

She stretched out her hand to Xie Yansheng, "Give me back your phone."

"Didn't you say okay, I'll pay it back tomorrow afternoon when I go back to Jiangcheng." Xie Yansheng's eyebrows suddenly became a little more gentle, "I just made an appointment with those boys of Fengyun to have lunch together, and you can accompany me."

"No, no!" She refused.

Xie Yansheng pursed a playful smile on his thin lips, "Objection is invalid."

Half an hour later, the taxi pulled off at the door of a high-profile family banquet in the city.

When he entered the door, Xie Yansheng grabbed Wen Lan's hand.

Wen Lan resisted at first, but Xie Yansheng's hand was very strong, and she was very tight, so she had to give up the struggle.

Under the guidance of the waiter, the two went to the most luxurious private room on the first floor.

When I entered the door, the four members of the "Fengyun" game studio were already waiting in the private room.

To Wen Lan's surprise, all four of them were young men in their early twenties.

Xie Yansheng greeted the four of them one by one, but there was no discord, and the person in charge of "Fengyun" was more talkative, and directly called Xie Yansheng "Brother Xie".

"Lan Lan, if this conversation goes well, these few people will soon become the right-hand men of the 'feast.'" Xie Yansheng smiled and introduced them, "This is Wen Lan, I—friend." "Hello Miss Wen." Several people had already heard of the romance of the thanksgiving banquet, and immediately understood it and greeted Wen Lan politely.

The word "friend" came out of Xie Yansheng's mouth, and Wen Lan's heart seemed to be pierced by something, but he was quickly relieved.

Xie Yansheng doesn't say "friend", can he not say "ex-wife"?

Wen Lan greeted them, and then sat next to Xie Yansheng, because her phone was taken away by Xie Yansheng, she could only listen to their conversation quietly.

A few people started with the current situation of games in China, and Wen Lan heard it in a fog.

When Xie Yansheng sensed her boredom, he took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket and put it in her hand.

Her eyes were full of joy and she muttered in a low voice, "It's pretty much the same."

When she turned on her phone, she found that there were only a few missed calls and unread text messages from Zhou Qiao on it.

Zhou Qiao asked her in WeChat yesterday when she would return to Jiangcheng, and she hurriedly went back: "Tomorrow afternoon".

After a cursory flip through the address book, there was no news from Jiang Jingci.

Jiang Jingci must still be angry with her.

Let's give birth, she was looking forward to Jiang Jingci proposing to break up at this time.

Just agreed to go down to the marriage with Jiang Jingci, and the joy with Xie Yansheng last night already made her feel extremely guilty.

She took a closer look at the address book, only to find that Jiang Jingci's number was blacklisted!

Jiang Jingci's WeChat is also blocked!

Thank you, feast, sound!

She trembled with anger and cast her hateful gaze at Xie Yansheng.

Xie Yansheng was chatting with the person in charge of "Fengyun", and he didn't notice the change in her expression at all.

But her emotions soon calmed down.

If you really want to divide it, just let it be, anyway, she doesn't have any hard memories of Jiang Jingci

Love of the heart!

She didn't have the idea of releasing Jiang Jingci from the blacklist, she was already thinking about how much she should subsidize Jiang Jingci if she really wanted to break up with Jiang Jingci.

Qiu Ping's lawyer's fees, plus the food, lodging and transportation expenses of several people in the provincial capital in the second instance, Jiang Jingci also saved her twice......

As she counted it, her head hurt.

She sent a WeChat message to Zhou Qiao and asked if she had inquired about the price of Qiu Ping's lawyer's representation fee.

Zhou Qiao's phone quickly called back, and she walked out of the private room with her mobile phone.

"I found a few acquaintances who have cooperated with Qiu Ping and asked, in a second-instance lawsuit like yours, the other party is still a well-known domestic gold medal lawyer invited by the Xie family, Qiu Ping's starting price should be 500,000, and he can win the lawsuit steadily, about 1 million."

Zhou Qiao's words instantly pulled Wen Lan's heart into the boundless night.

At the beginning, she discounted all the jewelry bags in her hand to Jiang Jingci and got 2.68 million, but because Xie Yansheng lost the diamond finger, she had to return Jiang Jingci 2 million.

Later, in order to let her sign the divorce agreement as soon as possible, Xie's mother gave her 2 million.

She took out 1 million shares in TT Men's Wear Studio, paid a down payment of 700,000 yuan when she bought a house, and now she counts her previous savings of 1.2 or 300,000 yuan, all of which are given to Jiang Jingci, but I am afraid that she will not be able to offset the favor she owes!

"Why did you remember to ask this?" Zhou Qiao was stunned for a while, full of melancholy, "Actually, if it weren't for Lao Jiang's relationship, with Qiu Ping's status in the domestic legal circle, even if you take two million, he wouldn't offend the Xie family."

"I see, Warp." Wen Lan replied dejectedly, "Maybe in a few days, I will borrow a sum of money from you."

"No problem, just open your mouth when the time comes." Zhou Qiao already had a bad premonition, "Are you preparing to break with Jiang Jingci?"

"Let's go back and talk about it." She was so annoyed that she took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Turning back to the private room, they had already drunk the sound of thanksgiving.

The two sides reached a cooperation at the wine table, and they were very excited, and they drank liquor.

Xie Yansheng blocked four, although it was a small wine cup, but it couldn't bear the crowd, and he was already stumbling when he walked at the end of the meal.

The two have lived together for two years, and Wen Lan rarely sees him so drunk.

Wen Lan hugged him when he got on and off the taxi and went back to the hotel.

After coming out of the elevator, he relied on his wine and entered Wen Lan's room again.

When he climbed into bed, he didn't forget to take Wen Lan's mobile phone away, and drunkenly muttered, "I'll keep it for you first, otherwise what if you run away while I'm asleep?"

Wen Lan picked up the bottled water prepared by the hotel and put it on the bedside table, "The matter of the 'Wind and Cloud Merging' feast has been negotiated, isn't it good to go back to Jiangcheng in the afternoon?"

"No return! When I return to Jiangcheng, I have to face An Zhen's stinky woman, and I am disgusting when I step on the horse!" Xie Yansheng's long legs were cocked, and his two shoes fell to the floor, beckoning to her, "Lan Lan, come here—"

Wen Lan stood still and didn't move.

"Do you know, the old man and my mother even used three indiscriminate means in order to let me sleep with An Zhen, but-" Xie Yansheng's eyes were scarlet, and he laughed.