Wen Lan didn't plan to let Cheng Nijia enter the door, blocking the door, "I still have work to do, Miss Cheng if she wants to order clothes, go to the first floor to find a shopping guide."

"I haven't seen each other for so long, doesn't Miss Wen miss me?" Cheng Nijia had already pushed open the door hard, took away Wen Lan's arm blocking the door, and sat on Wen Lan's office chair. Look at the book

"I have divorced Xie Yansheng, and Miss Cheng has also found a new backer. Come to think of it, Miss Cheng and I don't have any topics in common right now. Miss Cheng, let's go, I won't send it." Wen Lan stood at the door and gave the eviction order.

Cheng Nijia's sharp gaze fell on Wen Lan's bulging lower abdomen, "Thank you for the banquet?"

"It's not." Wen Lan knew her obsession with Xie Yansheng, and was afraid of bringing unnecessary trouble to herself, so she refused.

"Aside from the sound of thanks, I really can't imagine who he will be?" Cheng Nijia's red lips pulled out a touch of mockery, "Although Jiang Jingci and Shen Yi stick to you tightly, they owe some heat."

"I'm about to give birth, and it's uncomfortable to see people I don't like, so please Miss Cheng don't brush her presence in front of me." Wen Lan issued an eviction order again.

Cheng Nijia stared at Wen Lan's lower abdomen, and her facial features with delicate makeup were twisted together, "Xie Yansheng gave you marriage and gave you a child, why?"

"Did I say that the child is thanksgiving?" Wen Lan had already seen the terrifying anger in her eyes, and she didn't want to conflict with her again, so she had to continue to lie.

"You know, I've been waiting for the thank you banquet for ten years—" Cheng Nijia got up and suddenly laughed.

The laughter was sloppy, revealing self-deprecation and resentment.

"He was the first man I fell in love with, and the only man I've ever loved in my life." Cheng Nijia's voice suddenly choked, "Wen Lan, do you know, in order to exchange his life back then, I was given *** by four brutes——"

Wen Lan was stunned.

Although she had heard about this past from Cheng Dafang's mouth, she was still shocked when she heard Cheng Nijia reveal her scars.

"I thought that humiliation could be exchanged for the mercy of Xie Yansheng and give me the title of Mrs. Xie, but the funny thing is that - that humiliation made me pregnant with Cheng Cheng. At that time, I could have chosen to have a child, but I didn't!" Cheng Nijia gritted her teeth, her eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Although Cheng Cheng is my shame, only by giving birth to her can Xie Yansheng feel guilty about me all the time! But Xie Yansheng gave money and things, but he didn't give me marriage—"

Wen Lan didn't expect Cheng Nijia to say this to herself, so she reached out and opened the door to the maximum, "I'm not interested in Miss Cheng and Xie Yansheng's past."

"These words would have been rotten in my stomach and I wouldn't have told you, but now that I and Xie Yansheng are getting farther and farther away, we will never go back to the past-" Cheng Nijia said in a quiet voice, walked to Wen Lan's side, and once again fixed his hateful gaze on Wen Lan's lower abdomen.

"After I gave birth to Cheng Cheng, Xie Yansheng married you a few years after returning to Jiangcheng, and I was still stupidly looking forward to being Mrs. Xie-"

is also a woman, Wen Lan was a little sad to hear, "There is no point in talking about these anymore, people have to look forward when they live."

In fact, how could Cheng Nijia know that the marriage she couldn't ask for was a shackle for Wen Lan!

"Wen Lan, do you know how much Xie Yansheng cares about you?" Cheng Nijia walked to the door, the fire in her eyes had swallowed her mind.

Wen Lan didn't want to attract more jealousy for himself, so he deliberately shook his head: "If Xie Yansheng really cared about me, he wouldn't divorce me."

"Auntie is looking for someone to kidnap you, Xie Yan declares that he knows that you are unharmed, it is a fake miscarriage, not only let people smash all of Auntie's houses and cars, but also collapse the entire 'Changfeng Real Estate!'" The corners of Cheng Nijia's lips curled slightly, and she was furious.

「……」

Wen Lan was speechless.

Cheng Nijia took a lot of effort to take his attention away from Wen Lan's lower abdomen, pretending to be melancholy, "Forget it, you are the person on the tip of Xie Yansheng's heart, and you can't empathize with me at all. Next time we meet, Miss Wen will be an out-and-out single mother—"

Wen Lan saw that she was leaving, and hurriedly turned sideways to make way.

As everyone knows, the moment the two passed by, Cheng

Ni Jia suddenly stretched out her hands and pushed at Wen Lan!

Wen Lan stumbled and fell to the floor under his feet!

The moment he landed, Wen Lan tightly protected his lower abdomen, but it was still too late!

A cone of pain came from her lower body, and a few drops of crimson dripped down her legs and onto the floor......

"Cheng Nijia—" Cold sweat was dripping from her forehead, and in order to reduce the pain in her lower abdomen, she could only curl up and touch her phone.

As soon as her hand touched the phone, Cheng Nijia walked over and snatched it away, smashing her phone to the ground and tearing it apart!

This time, Cheng Nijia has been planning for a long time, and it is also a desperate bet.

"Someone—" In addition to the blood in Wen Lan's lower body, there was also a warm liquid slowly flowing out, and he shouted to the door with all the strength of his body.

However, Cheng Nijia had already closed the door and giggled, "In order to give birth to Cheng Cheng, I lost the right to be a mother again. I've never had a chance to give birth to a child for him in my life, so why should you?"

"Cheng Nijia, please help me call 120-" In order to protect the child, Wen Lan could only plead with Cheng Nijia in a low voice, "The child is really not Xie Yansheng-"

"Whether it's or not, this is what you owe me for two years, Mrs. Xie." Cheng Nijia stepped on Wen Lan's mobile phone again before leaving.

The door was closed again.

Wen Lan's skirt was soaked in blood a little bit, but her mind was still clear, and she tried to crawl to the door-

At a distance of only four or five meters, she felt like a century long.

It wasn't until her fingers finally touched the door that she realized that she didn't have the strength to stand up at all.

The phone was broken not far away, and she could only slap the door with her palm, and kept shouting, "Someone—"

Again and again......

Although her office is close to the studios of several designers, she doesn't want to be disturbed when she is doing design, and everyone's doors are closed.

When Xiao Li came in from outside, it was ten minutes later.

Because Wen Lan didn't answer the phone because she was in a hurry, Xiao Li knocked on the door of her office.

When he heard Wen Lan's snort, Xiao Li realized that something was wrong, and when he opened the door, he saw Wen Lan lying in a pool of blood on the floor!

"Designer Wen—" Xiao Li saw this kind of scene for the first time, and shouted in fright, "Something's wrong! Come on!"

Twenty minutes later, Wen Lan was taken to the "Amber Kiss" Maternity Hospital.

Xiao Li and another designer who was close to Wen Lan got into the ambulance together and helped take care of Wen Lan.

The pain in Wen Lan's lower abdomen was stronger than a wave, and she grabbed Xiao Li's hand tightly and muttered over and over again, "No matter how much it costs, you must let the doctor—keep the child—"