Wen Lan almost sat up from the bed in excitement!

Isn't a little skirt just a girl?

She dreamed of having a girl!

"My baby is a girl, isn't it?" She looked carefully at the doctor who was staring at the ultrasound screen.

"Sex determination of fetuses is prohibited!" The doctor grimaced, and deliberately pointed to the banner on the wall that read, "The baby is healthy, just follow the date on the maternity handbook in the future."

"Okay." Wen Lan covered his heart, and it took two minutes to calm down

After getting all the prenatal examination forms and letting a gynecologist read them, Wen Lan breathed a long sigh of relief.

For her now, nothing is more important than the health of her baby!

She only felt refreshed like she had never felt before, and she felt pleasing to the eye when she saw everything.

From the elevator to the parking lot, her hand was on her lower abdomen, and a smile was always on her lips.

Perhaps, this is what it feels like to be a mother!

The color ultrasound list shows that the baby is fifteen weeks and three days today, and the expected date of delivery is still in September of the lunar calendar, when the weather is cool.

Now, she's ready for the baby's birth!

In order to facilitate everyone's travel, Zhou Qiao bought a second-hand car of more than 100,000 yuan in Lincheng on the second day of opening, and put the car key at the front desk.

Wen Lan drove out of the hospital parking lot, wanting to find a big-name maternity and baby store to sweep the goods, but thinking that he was doing clothing design, he dispelled this idea.

When she was six years old, Ji Minxin was in a car accident and became a vegetative person, and she lost her mother's love.

Now that she has a daughter, not only do she have to hold her daughter in the palm of her hand, but she also has to watch her go to college, work, and get married......

She had already had a thought—

Be sure to let your daughter grow up in the clothes she designed and made!

She parked her car on the side of the road, found a shop on her phone that made high-end baby fabrics, navigated to it, and bought a lot of colorful fabrics.

There are cartoon characters, small flowers and grasses, and macarons and checks, all the fabrics are gathered together, and not a single shopping cart is full.

So much so that when checking out, the owner asked her if she was in the business of customizing baby clothes.

She proudly replied, "It's for my daughter!"

On the way back, Wen Lan remembered the baby's name again.

The baby wants to follow her surname Wen, and the first thing she thinks of is the word "warm".

After living for more than 20 years, she received warmth and love before the age of six, and she hopes that her daughter can live in warmth from childhood to adulthood.

Warm, what a nice and warm name, that's it!

This month, Xie Yansheng and Jiang Jingci didn't bother her, she put all her thoughts on work, and her daily efficiency was surprisingly high.

In the morning, she did a prenatal checkup, knew the baby's gender, bought a lot of soft baby fabrics, and named the baby, and she felt full of harvest.

TT is on a pedestrian street, and after Wen Lan parks his car in the parking lot, he can only put the fabric into his folding cart.

She had bought so much fabric that it would take two more times to move it all.

As soon as I closed the trunk of the car, the call rang.

It turned out to be Jiang Guan, who had not been in contact for many days.

Today is Monday, and Jiang Guan should be at school.

Wen Lan found a secluded place to click on his phone.

"Sister Lan, I'm Jiang Guan." Jiang Guan's voice has the hustness characteristic of a boy's adolescence.

Out of politeness, Wen Lan said "oh", "It's Jiang Guan, aren't you in class today, why did you remember to call me?"

"Sister Lan has been absent from Lincheng for more than a month, do you know what Lao Jiang is doing?" Jiang Guan spoke in the tone of a little adult.

When Wen Lan heard "Lao Jiang", he had a sense of déjà vu that the past had made a comeback.

"I'm sorry, I've been too busy lately, and I really don't know what's going on in Jiangcheng

Why?" She did not name "Jiang Jingci".

"Lao Jiang bought the Jinding Building and took out 90 million to get a game company. As soon as the company completed the recruitment, it began to fight with the 'prevailing-for-tat, and the day before yesterday at the auction, it fought for a blue and white porcelain tea set and a thank you banquet!"

Jiang Guan slowed down, "I feel that he is no longer the cautious and calm old Jiang he used to be."

Wen Lan was stunned, this was something she didn't know.

Although Xie Yansheng and Jiang Jingci are still in her address book, she has not had any communication with the two of them for more than a month.

When she is not busy, she will chat with Zhou Qiao on the phone for a while, Zhou Qiao has not mentioned them, so she doesn't know anything.

"Sister Lan, why Lao Jiang became like this, you should know best." Jiang Guan said again, "I know you don't like my Lao Jiang, but now he regards Xie Yansheng as an imaginary enemy, and he won't listen to any persuasion!" I feel that if you had persuaded him, it would have been different. Please either persuade Lao Jiang to stop tossing around, or—"

Wen Lan listened heartwarmingly.

"Just reject Lao Jiang completely, so that he will never see the possibility of being with you, let him turn back early, and don't go further and further on the road of making fools!" Jiang Guan sighed after speaking.

Through the screen, Wen Lan could clearly feel Jiang Guan's worry about Jiang Jingci.

She bit her lip, "Jiang Guan, I don't know anything about what you're talking about. In fact, before I came to the city, I broke up with Lao Jiang. I haven't had any contact with him for more than a month, and you asked me to persuade him, I really don't know in what capacity to speak."

"But what Lao Jiang is doing now is because of you, Sister Lan, you can't ignore it!" Jiang Guan didn't have the idea of compromise, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lao Jiang likes you, and you are thinking about the sound of Xie Yan, that's—"

"Nonsense! How could I miss a divorced ex-husband!" Wen Lan interrupted Jiang Guan weakly, "I won't contact Lao Jiang in the future, with his cleverness, he will definitely know that there is no possibility of getting back together with me, and it won't be long before he dies completely."

"Sister Lan—"

Jiang Guan wanted to say something, but Wen Lan had no desire to listen anymore and ended the call early.

Her good mood was disturbed by this sudden call.

Pulling a small cart full of fabric, he walked back to TT.

Before she walked into the revolving door, she saw Zhou Qiao talking and laughing in the exhibition hall on the first floor.

"When did you come here—" As soon as she spoke, her eyes full of joy immediately dimmed.

Because, standing beside Zhou Qiao was Jiang Jingci, who had not been seen for many days.

Jiang Jingci is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his angular facial features no longer have the gentleness and elegance of the past, even through a glass door, Wen Lan can feel the anger on his body.

At this time, Jiang Jingci's dull gaze had fallen on her.