When Wen Lan said that he couldn't go to Qiushuitai, he was inexplicably relaxed.

Jiang Jingci on the other end of the phone thought he had heard it wrong, "My two children and I have already packed up, what are you kidding?"

"No kidding, I really can't go. I caught a cold last night without closing the window, and I just took medicine and I'm going to sleep for a while, so don't disturb me." She didn't want to say a word to Jiang Jingci now, so she turned off the phone directly.

Xie Yansheng, who had been silent, said with a stiff face: "Don't resign from Jiang Jing in the future."

"If I hadn't met Jiang Yang, I wouldn't have gone to Qiushuitai yesterday." She thought of Yang Yang's cute little face again, and her mood was inexplicably heavier, "You don't know how cute Yang Yang is?"

"It's not related to you at all, so what if it's cute?" Xie Yan snorted disdainfully.

For some reason, her mind was full of Yangyang, "I just like Yangyang."

"Jiang Jingci's adopted daughter, even if you like it again, forget it!" Xie Yansheng reminded her, "Jiang Jingci, that old fox, made a daughter at this time, and it was clear that he was using the child as a tool to play the emotional card, taking advantage of the loss of your daughter, and getting close to you!"

Wen Lan had thought of this a long time ago, but when he saw Yang Yang, all his reason was thrown out of the clouds.

"You're right. No matter how good it is, it has nothing to do with me. From now on, I will stay away from Jiang Jingci's family." She let out a long sigh.

She felt that she had not yet come out of the grief of losing her daughter, because every time she hugged Yang Yang, she regarded Yang Yang as a warmth.

Now, it's time for her to get in order and get out of her unrealistic fantasies.

Because it was Chinese New Year's Eve, there were not many vehicles on the road, and the two quickly got on the highway.

Xie Yansheng drove, she curled up in the co-pilot's seat, staring at Xie Yansheng with one hand on her cheek.

"What are you thinking?" Xie Yansheng was stared at by Wen Lan for a long time, and he was not used to it.

Because only when the two quarreled, he could enjoy this kind of treatment of being watched for a long time.

"When I got divorced, I never thought I could reunite with you." Her tone was unhurried, "This life is really bloody."

"If you had made a little less noise at the beginning, this marriage would not have been separated." Xie Yansheng chuckled, "I'm just a few more whips from the old man."

"You scum has no bottom line, I am angry when I see you, don't you divorce and wait for you to make me angry?" She struck up a verbal battle with Xie Yansheng.

"As long as you talk about the past, it's like you've eaten gunpowder! From now on, let's just talk about the future, and no one is allowed to talk about the bad things in the past." Xie Yansheng immediately compromised.

"Then don't say it." Her eyes were full of worry, and she looked at the man beside her, "You said that you would solve all the troubles in half a year, I want to know how you will solve it?"

"You don't care." Xie Yansheng said in a deep voice, "I have my own way."

"Your troubles are not only your parents, but also An Zhen's family, and you alone—" She stared at Xie Yansheng's side face worriedly, unable to speak.

Xie Yansheng glanced at her with a smile, "You actually feel sorry for me?"

"I didn't feel sorry for you! I just don't want to sneak around like this for too long!" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "Now that you're out, don't talk about these troubles."

"Lan Lan, you're finally going to put yourself in my shoes. Whether your worries are useful or not, I should be gratified." Xie Yansheng's voice was surprisingly gentle, "I suddenly found that it feels so good to be remembered."

"Worry is discipline, you are used to being uninhibited, you may feel fresh at first, and you will get bored after a long time." She poured cold water on the thanksgiving banquet.

"Bohemian—" Xie Yansheng bit his lip and snorted, "It's an illusion. I can't ask for more control over you."

Because the two were not in a hurry, they stopped and walked on the highway, and it was already dark when they arrived in Meicheng.

Before Xie Yansheng drove away from Jiangcheng, he booked a five-star resort hotel on the outskirts of the city on his mobile phone.

The hotel is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with pleasant scenery, and is a good place to eat, drink and play.

Check in

When he went upstairs, Wen Lan found that Xie Yan was spacious, a spacious suite with a large balcony.

Xie Yansheng said that there were fireworks and folk performances in the nearby park, and he wanted to take Wen Lan to see the excitement.

Wen Lan was a little tired from sitting in the car, and he lay on the bed without even taking off his coat, and said lazily, "Let me take a breath."

"I'll go take a shower and change my clothes first, and you can rest for a while." Xie Yansheng leaned over and pecked her on the lips, and took the dressing gown to the bathroom.

Wen Lan was just tired, not sleepy at all, so she turned on the mobile phone that she had turned off for several hours.

Jiang Jingci's missed call had been swiped on the screen, and she directly ignored it and watched the news.

The screen is filled with the joy of the New Year, bigwigs in various fields are saying similar New Year's messages in the media, Wen Lan is bored, and is about to put down his mobile phone and close his eyes to recuperate, when Zhou Qiao's call came in.

The phone was connected, and Zhou Qiao's anxious voice came: "Lan Lan, Lao Jiang said that your phone has not been able to get through since two o'clock in the afternoon, are you okay?"

"What can I do, I just woke up after taking cold medicine." She has no idea of confessing to Zhou Qiao for the time being.

"You're in the Shuyuan Mansion now?" Zhou Qiao didn't believe her words and asked.

As soon as she stubbornly said, "Yes", Zhou Qiao said, "Your ability to lie is too low, you can't even deceive Jiang Jingci, and you still want to lie to me?"

Wen Lan hurriedly got up, "I was bored to spend the New Year in Jiangcheng alone, so I went back to Lincheng in the afternoon."

"Really?" Zhou Qiao was skeptical.

"Believe it or not!" She said lightly, "I returned to Lincheng in advance to avoid Jiang Jingci."

"You said that in Lincheng, you are in Lincheng." Zhou Qiao's words changed, "How did the paparazzi solve the matter of besieging the Shuyuan Mansion yesterday?"

"I didn't care, it was Xie Yansheng who solved it." She was afraid that Zhou Qiao would hear a flaw after chatting for a long time, so she hurriedly found a reason to end the call.

Xie Yansheng wrapped a bath towel and came out of the bathroom, wiping his short wet hair and asking, "Whose phone number?"

"Zhou Qiao." She replied without thinking.

"You're here to match the surnamed Jiang again?" Xie Yan was full of jealousy and encircled her in his arms.

She hurriedly explained, "Just asked me where I was, it had nothing to do with Jiang Jingci, and I said that I went back to Lincheng."

"This seems to be the first time I feel that I am more important than Zhou Qiao in your heart." Xie Yansheng's end and eyes were like a hook, and the desire hidden in her bones instantly hooked out!

Her eyes were scorching, and she reached out to tear open Xie Yansheng's nightgown.

Xie Yansheng held her against that moment, her eyes were like spring water, and she turned over and climbed onto Xie Yansheng.

Laughing and muttering in Xie Yansheng's ear, "I'm on top this time."

At this time, Xie Yansheng's mobile phone on the bedside table rang.

He picked up his mobile phone and wanted to turn it to silent, but unexpectedly he turned on the speakerphone, and Old Man Xie's voice sounded without anger: "An Zhen accidentally fell in the corridor and has been sent to the delivery room, why don't you come to the hospital quickly!"