Wen Lan stared at the bank card, completely out of luck.

After thinking about it, he picked up the bank card again and stuffed it into Zhou Qiao's hand, "I'll try to return it to Lao Jiang when I'm gone." If he still doesn't accept it, you can say that I am not in Jiangcheng, so you can only put the card with him."

"Lao Jiang said, if you see this card again, you and I won't even have to be friends." Zhou Qiao directly put the card into Wen Lan's bag.

Wen Lan frowned and came up with a solution, "Anyway, I've already asked you to tell him the password, I'll find a courier tomorrow morning and postpone it for a day to send it to Jiang Jingci."

"One doesn't want to live or die, the other wants to live or die, I really obey you both!" Zhou Qiao's eyes were full of helplessness, "I just saw Lao Jiang, he was so haggard that he seemed to be a different person, and when he heard that you were going to Lincheng, he was silent for a long time."

"It's me who has repeatedly backtracked and apologized to him." Wen Lan said guiltily, "Actually, I owe him, these two million are not enough."

"Long pain is better than short pain, since you really can't accept him, it's better to cut ties with him like you are now. It is said that time can forget everything, but with my understanding of Lao Jiang, I always feel that he will not be able to get out of it in three or two years." Zhou Qiao said.

"I won't live in a city in the future, and after a long time, Lao Jiang will forget about me." Wen Lan breathed a sigh of relief, "If I continue to stay in Jiangcheng, it will only make him fall deeper and deeper."

"I hope so." Zhou Qiao patted her on the shoulder, "Actually, I know that you went to Lincheng at this time to avoid Xie Zhai and An Zhen."

Wen Lan didn't respond again.

Back at Bluewater Bay, she went to bed early after taking a shower.

I will go to Lincheng tomorrow afternoon, go to TT in the morning to finish the work, and then go to the Western Suburbs Cemetery to see Wen Yunzheng, she has nothing to worry about.

She originally had a grudge against Wen Yunzheng, and after Wen Yunzheng died, she never went to the cemetery once.

But since Ji Minxin's death, her mood has changed.

Sometimes I think Wen Yun is a poor person.

He has been in the business for decades, but because of a stroke, he lost his ability to take care of himself, and was thrown in a nursing home by his own son for many years, and was sent back to the Wen family's old house before he died.

Wen Lan hated him.

He obviously has a wife and children, but he coaxed the young Ji Minxin to give birth to a child for him and stay in Meicheng in peace.

It was he who ruined Ji Minxin's life.

It was also he who brought her into this world, making her an illegitimate daughter who everyone laughed at since she was a child, living without dignity.

The next day, Wen Lan drove to TT without breakfast and handed over the rest of the work to another couturier.

I put my office supplies in the storage box and said goodbye to a few good colleagues before leaving TT.

Wen Lan drove out of the parking lot and went straight to the cemetery in the western suburbs.

On the way, she went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers for Wen Yunzheng.

To her surprise, Wen Yunzheng's tomb was very lively.

Mrs. Wen and Wen Jinyin's family of three were all dressed in black, standing in front of Wen Yunzheng's tombstone with sad faces.

The dazzling array of offerings and the paper money that has just been burned out show the grandeur of the ceremony.

The moment Wen Lan walked over, Wen Jinyin and the others all saw it, but only Wen Zuming came up and shouted "Auntie".

"Zu Ming." Wen Lan touched his little brain.

Fortunately, he reported the news a while ago, otherwise, she and Ji Minxin would never see each other for the last time in their lives.

Wen Zuming is also a little clever, and he smiled at Wen Lan.

In order not to cause him trouble, Wen Lan could only put the words of gratitude in his stomach.

Wen Lan rolled his eyes and met Wen Jinyin's gaze.

"Yo, you're also coming to celebrate the 100-day sacrifice for Dad?" Wen Jinyin said in a strange manner, "I thought that our eldest lady of the Wen family had forgotten about us when she found her own mother!"

Wen Lan was shocked, it turned out that Wen Yunzheng had been dead for a hundred days.

She didn't want to make trouble, but when she heard Wen Jinyin mention Ji Minxin, she was completely angry!

"Wen Jinyin! Eight years ago, after my father had a stroke and was sent to a nursing home, you took my mother out of Jiangcheng

The People's Hospital went to a sanatorium in a small county town to fend for itself! And lied to me that if you sent her to the country for the best treatment, you would be a mad liar!"

When Mrs. Wen heard this, she saw Wen Lan's gaze becoming more and more fierce, "We have raised you since you were six years old, paid you expensive tuition fees to let you learn fashion design, and paid for the life of Ji Minxin, the vixen!" Instead of being grateful, you are resentful, and you are a white-eyed wolf with no conscience!"

"What are you raising me for, throwing money at me to study?" Wen Lan laughed coldly, "I have been married to Xie Yansheng for two years, how much have you gained from Xie Yansheng?"

"You still have the face to say thank you! A good marriage was ruined by you, did Jiang Jingci sweep you out of the house too?" Wen Jinyin's face was full of anger.

He doesn't care what state Wen Lan is, what he cares about most is whether the man next to Wen Lan can help Wen's.

"Jiang Jingci has long seen that you have bad intentions, so he won't let you calculate like Xie Yansheng!" Wen Lan deliberately angered him.

"After two rounds of financing, Wen's listing is imminent, even if there is no Xie Yansheng and Jiang Jingci, I, Wen Jinyin, can have fun!" Wen Jinyin's eyebrows were full of disdain.

Wen Lan never dreamed that when he came to the cemetery, he would encounter something bad, so he kowtowed three times to Wen Yunzheng's tombstone and turned to leave.

"This little vixen is even tougher than Ji Minxin's goblin! We should have let her die in that car accident with Ji Minxin back then!" Mrs. Wen hated to stare at Wen Lan's distant back, and hated to fight in one place.

"If they had died in the same car accident, my dad would have been suspicious." The corners of Wen Jinyin's lips pulled out to wipe the coldness, "If you don't get it right, you will find out about us."

"I've raised her for more than ten years, and now it's good, I can't squeeze any benefits out of her!" Mrs. Wen rubbed her heart and sighed.

Wen Jinyin pursed her lips and sneered.

Wen Lan came out of the cemetery, and Xie Yansheng's mobile phone rang.

By the ghost's errand, she clicked the answer button.

"Why did you leave Jiangcheng and go to Lincheng?" Xie Yansheng's voice was full of dissatisfaction, "Is it to avoid me?"

"Save it!" Wen Lan didn't get angry with him, "It's not for you to worry about where I go! Listen to your old man's words, live a good life with your Mrs. Xie, and start a branch for the Xie family as soon as possible!"

"If you go to Lincheng this time, won't you come back in a short time?" Xie Yansheng asked eagerly.

"You need to take care of it!" She didn't want to listen to Xie Yansheng's nonsense, and took the initiative to end the call.

After the thank-you banquet, she felt a lot more comfortable.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Qiao drove a business car to send Wen Lan and a few people to the airport.

When I was queuing up for security, the sound of thanksgiving came.