Xie Yansheng's words carried a thick mockery, Wen Lan heard it harshly, and said coldly: "Cheng Nijia asked for my daughter's life, do you think I will let her live happily?"

"You wouldn't be naïve enough to think that as long as you send the video, Cheng Nijia will be punished, right?" Xie Yansheng's gaze was fixed on her.

Her appearance and figure are really growing to the tip of Xie Yansheng's heart, I haven't seen her for two months, she is still so beautiful, but she is pale, thin, and her watery eyes are full of hatred.

"You can just forward the video to me, and leave the rest alone." She gradually calmed down and said again.

Xie Yansheng snorted disdainfully: "Give you the video, let you shake the tree, I'm afraid you won't even know how to die at that time."

"My daughter is gone, and I'm living like the walking dead." Her voice was dark, "You will fulfill me."

"The surname Shen is really capable, Jian Ning just gave birth to a son for him last month, and the old man was so angry that he broke off the father-daughter relationship with her." Xie Yansheng laughed coldly, "If you give birth to a stillborn baby for him, you feel that life has no meaning in life, true love!"

"I've said many times that my child is not Shen Yi's!" Xie Yansheng's words made her feel inexplicably humiliated, and she retorted sharply.

"Who's?" Xie Yansheng remembered the two paternity tests that made him collapse and despair, and asked mockingly.

"Your!" Wen Lan blurted out.

"My?" Xie Yansheng raised his eyebrows, and Wen Lan's gaze became extremely sneering, "You said it was mine when you were just pregnant. Now that she's dead, and she says it's mine, there's really no proof of her death."

"Cheng Nijia is not only harming my daughter, but also your daughter! Thank you for your kindness to save your life and are reluctant to hurt her, but for the sake of me being eight months pregnant, please give me that video!"

At this time, Wen Lan was already heartbroken by Xie Yansheng.

Xie Yansheng heard her say "life-saving grace", and his expression immediately condensed, "Who told you that Cheng Nijia has a life-saving grace for me?"

"Cheng Nijia said it herself." Wen Lan looked at Xie Yansheng and didn't shake Cheng Dafang out.

"What else did she tell you?" Xie Yansheng realized that Wen Lan already knew the true relationship between him and Cheng Nijia, but there was no relief in his eyebrows.

"She told me about the past of the two of you and Cheng Cheng's life experience." Wen Lan looked at Xie Yansheng's gaze with resentment and bitterness, "If I had known this earlier, you and I might not have ended up like this."

"Cheng Nijia put the knife on his wrist and forced me to swear by my parents. As long as she doesn't say it, this stain on me will never be washed away for the rest of my life."

Xie Yansheng's eyes were gloomy, and he thought of the results of the two paternity tests again, and sneered, "You are talking to me about this now, do you want to borrow my hand to avenge Cheng Nijia for your daughter?"

Wen Lan was stunned, and deep despair permeated her internal organs. Look at the book

She never dreamed that Nuan Nuan had never been recognized by Xie Yansheng from the time she sat in the womb to the time she left.

"Thank you." She stared at the nonchalant man across from her and said in a trembling voice, "Forward that video to me!"

"Don't even think about it." Xie Yansheng finished disapprovingly, turned around and went back to the private room.

In fact, before Wen Lan's ability could compete with Cheng Nijia, that video would only bring more trouble to Wen Lan.

Wen Lan knew that as long as it was something decided by Xie Yansheng, it would not change in a short period of time, so he had to leave "Nine" stupidly.

The white polo she used as a substitute in Jiangcheng had some engine failures because it had not been turned on for a long time, and she tried many times before coming to "Nine" but failed to ignite.

While waiting for a taxi on the side of the road, Wen Lan booked a ticket to fly to the city tomorrow afternoon.

Tomorrow morning, I will go back to TT and meet with Zhou Qiao, and she should go back.

Now that Nuan Nuan is gone, making money is no longer important to her. Now she just wants to help Zhou Qiao do her best, so that the performance of Lincheng Studio will reach a new level before the end of this year.

It was early winter, and the wind was already a little cold, so she went out

He was wearing a thin black cashmere coat and stood on the side of the road for less than ten minutes, sneezing several times in a row.

A familiar black luxury sedan slowly drove towards her, stopping on the side of the road.

Her attention was always on the green taxi shuttling back and forth at the intersection, and Jiang Jingci called her name twice in a row before she heard it.

When he raised his eyes, he met Jiang Jingci's eyes full of joy.

Jiang Jingci is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and the warmth of the past is no longer hard to find in the eyebrows, replaced by a bottomless depth that cannot be seen at a glance.

Before she could speak, Jiang Jingci had already taken the initiative to greet her: "When did you come back?"

"Morning." Although he hadn't seen him for months, Wen Lan still didn't have the idea of getting too close to him, only glanced at him lightly and continued to look at the taxi.

"Where to go, I'll send you." Jiang Jingci saw that she was waiting for the car, and unscrewed the co-pilot of her car.

"No need." Wen Lan had long been afraid of this paranoid man, and refused.

Jiang Jingci's heart was like being pinched by a pair of invisible big hands, and it was stirred together, making him feel like he was suffocating.

After not seeing her for many days, he thought that he could clear this woman named Wen Lan from his heart, but instead of doing it, Wen Lan still took root in his heart.

He watched Wen Lan get into the taxi, and his mind was full of Wen Lan's delicate appearance just now.

When the harsh phone rang, he came back to his senses.

A calm middle-aged woman's voice came from the phone, "Sir, it's only two months since tomorrow, and the community hospital just called, saying it's time to take polio sugar pills. Shall I take her tomorrow morning, or?"

"I'll take her and let Sister Chen follow." When Jiang Jingci heard the word "Yang", all the displeasure he received from Wen Lan was immediately swept away.

Turning back to the car, Jiang Jingci dialed Zhou Qiao's phone.

After the phone was connected, there was no greeting, and he cut straight to the point, "I just saw Wen Lan, how many days will she stay in Jiangcheng this time?"

"Lan Lan came back this time because the rent in Bluewater Bay has expired, and he has moved out of the lease today, and he should return to Lincheng tomorrow afternoon." Every time Zhou Qiao heard Jiang Jingci mention Wen Lan, he would always be full of melancholy, "Lao Jiang, since the child died, she has been very depressed, so don't bother her anymore."

"I still have that self-knowledge." After Jiang Jingci finished speaking, he hung up the phone lonely.

On the way back to the "Shuyuan Mansion", Wen Lan packed a dinner at a porridge shop that he used to eat often.

I was already hungry, but when I saw the pink and tender baby room, tears burst and I lost my appetite in an instant.