Wen Lan's low sobbing was very sarcastic in the ears of Xie Yan.

"With me here, what are you afraid of?" As soon as he tried to hug Wen Lan, he was avoided by Wen Lan in disgust.

"Thank you, it's because of you that I have these countless troubles! If you can't settle things today, I'll—" Wen Lan stared at the man opposite with red eyes and said hatefully.

"What are you doing?" Xie Yansheng leaned over to her, put her upper body under her eyelids, and smiled lightly, "Won't you sleep with me next time, huh?"

"You're still in the mood to joke!" She was embarrassed and indignant, and raised her hand to hit Xie Yansheng in the face.

Xie Yansheng didn't hide, only frowned slightly, waiting for the slap to come.

But when the palm of her hand was still two or three centimeters away from Xie Yansheng's cheek, she suddenly stopped.

"What, I can't bear it?" Xie Yansheng's deep eyes were filled with disbelief, and he deliberately pressed his face to her palm frozen in the air, "All your troubles are brought by me, and if you have hatred, you will come to me."

The more he said this, the more Wen Lan couldn't do it.

The two looked at each other in the air.

Xie Yansheng shook his throat, and reached out to wrap his arms around her waist and bring it to his arms, "Believe me this time, and you will definitely put the paparazzi outside flat." It's just going to take some time, so don't let me go tonight."

Obviously, the last sentence was a begging, but it was like bringing a hook to hook Wen Lan's heart.

She readily responded.

Because now she has no choice but to pin her hopes on Xie Yansheng.

Yesterday afternoon, she bought a lot of ingredients in the supermarket, and even if she didn't go out for three or five days, the two of them wouldn't starve to death.

"You caused the trouble, and it is time to solve it with sincerity." Wen Lan looked at Xie Yansheng's gaze very seriously, "Xie Yansheng, your family and An Zhen are something I can't afford to mess with, but if you can think about me a little bit from my point of view, you shouldn't put me in this predicament again!"

"Have you ever thought about it, who stabbed the paparazzi when I came to the Shuyuan Mansion?" Xie Yansheng pulled her messy long hair for her.

She shook her head, "The top priority is to silence all the media and stop them from talking nonsense on the Internet."

"Don't worry, Li Duan is already doing it." Xie Yansheng asked with a deep smile, "Answer my last question."

She frowned, and was the first to deny An Zhen, who was waiting to give birth in the hospital, and asked tentatively, "Could it be Cheng Nijia?"

"Cheng Nijia has returned to Lincheng." Xie Yansheng seemed to laugh but not laugh, "Guess again."

Only then did Wen Lan think of Jiang Jing's resignation.

At this time, Xie Yansheng's mobile phone WeChat rang.

Xie Yansheng clicked his eyes open, and sneered and put the phone screen in front of Wen Lan, "Take a good look, your pervasive Mr. Jiang."

Wen Lan took the phone and saw at a glance that this was a surveillance video, and the time scrolling on it was 12:45 p.m.

Jiang Jingci carried a large thermos bucket and got out of the car in the parking lot below her unit building.

But before he could get to the elevator, he turned around and went in the other direction. Then, the surveillance in another place showed the scene of Jiang Jingci staring at Xie Yansheng's car.

Obviously it was a car, Jiang Jingci looked at it for five minutes before turning back into his car.

After getting into the car, Jiang Jingci screwed the car door again, threw the thermos bucket into the trash can and drove away.

Jiang Jingci's every expression can be clearly seen on the video, and even through the screen, Wen Lan can feel the deep despair and anger from Jiang Jingci. ap.

"Jiang Jing came to deliver food to you, and when he saw my car in the parking lot and guessed that I was on it, he had a desire for revenge." Xie Yansheng's tone was a little happy, "Now you should know what the righteous gentleman in your heart is, right?"

Wen Lan was silent.

Since Jiang Jingci admitted that the video was sent to An Zhen by him, her perception of Jiang Jingci has changed dramatically.

It is obviously reasonable to release the news of Xie Yansheng in Shuyuan Mansion to the paparazzi, but Wen Lan has the illusion of being stripped naked by Jiang Jingci and thrown on the street at this time, allowing onlookers to watch.

Jiang Jingci was humble in her heart

The image of a gentleman completely collapsed.

She thought of Yang Yang again, such a lovely child, if she has been exposed to Jiang Jingci for a long time, will she have a distorted view when she grows up?

Soon she felt that she was nosy, she was Jiang Jingci's daughter, and what she would look like in the future had nothing to do with her!

"Disappointed and sad with Mr. Jiang?" Xie Yansheng thought she was thinking about Jiang Jingci, and snorted, "I really want to know, what sweetness did you give him that made him miss you like this?"

She was pulled back to reality by Xie Yansheng's yin and yang weird ridicule, and said, "I don't know what sweetness I gave you, you are still chasing me after you are divorced!"

"You've given me a lot of sweetness." Xie Yansheng's breath suddenly fell between her lips and teeth, "Just now, I was willing to let me die on you."

Hearing this, her face immediately turned red, and she hurriedly pushed away the sound of thanksgiving and closed the curtains in all rooms.

"I haven't eaten lunch yet, and you and I won't be able to go out for a while, you go get something to eat, and I'll deal with the paparazzi outside." Xie Yansheng grabbed his mobile phone and went to the master bedroom.

In fact, when the two were in bed, Wen Lan was hungry.

I found some ingredients from the refrigerator, steamed rice, and fried two vegetables and one meat in front of the video on the Internet.

Wen Lan has been in Lincheng for a few months, and most of the time he has a big belly.

TT has a special cooking aunt, excellent cooking, good to her, even on weekends will make the meal into a semi-finished product in advance and put it in the refrigerator, she put it in the pot to heat it up, so that her cooking skills are worse than when she was in Jiangcheng.

When she and Xie Yansheng sat face to face at the same table, there was an unreal feeling in their hearts.

When she first bought the house, she never dreamed that Xie Yansheng would sit here one day!

"The cooking is still so bad." Xie Yansheng picked up the somewhat hard rice with his chopsticks a few times, "How did you survive in Lincheng until now, huh?"

"If you don't like it, don't eat it!" She chewed on the rice that was a little awkward, and said, "There are quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator, if you really can't eat them, go cook them."

Xie Yansheng put down the dishes and chopsticks, poured the rice of the two into the rice cooker, added half a bowl of warm water, and turned on the steaming rice switch.

I took out some ingredients from the refrigerator, brought the two vegetables and one meat on the table to the kitchen, and returned them to the pot one by one. The salty ones are topped with some other side dishes, and the light ones are topped with oil and soy sauce.

Wen Lan looked at the busy thanksgiving banquet, and his heartstrings seemed to have been touched by something.

Xie Yansheng is also a person who does not touch the spring water with his fingers, and he has little cooking experience when he rarely cooks, and he doesn't even wear an apron when he is hot.

Wen Lan felt sorry for the shirt he was wearing, and hurriedly picked up the apron and circled it around Xie Yansheng from behind.

When she was tying the apron belt for Xie Yansheng, Xie Yansheng just turned off the gas stove, wrapped his backhand around her waist and kissed her lips.