The shattering sound of the glass vase being hit so hard that Wen Lan covered her ears and screamed.

The back of Jiang Jingci's left hand was cut by a splash of glass shard, and beads of blood dripped down his slender fingers onto the floor.

Wen Lan's mind was full of thoughts, and he tried to pick up a stack of tissues and handed it to Jiang Jingci, "Your hand-"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Jingci grabbed her by the collar and pressed her against the wall: "He doesn't remember you now, why do you still think about him?!"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I promise that from today onwards, I will stay away from the thanksgiving feast." Wen Lan was still under the illusion of seeing Yang Yang, and patiently said goodbye to Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jingci's eyes were scarlet, and his hands rested on her thin shoulders again, shaking them vigorously.

She was still wearing a blue fishtail dress to attend the reception, and her feet were stepping on a pair of hateful heights, Jiang Jingci's sudden force made her feet unstable, and she stumbled and fell to the ground.

The more anxious she was to get up, the more slippery her heels became, so she simply threw off her shoes and stood up against the wall.

Jiang Jingci was angry, he never thought of hurting her, he wanted to apologize but couldn't say it, and he watched her pick up her skirt and go back to the bedroom at a loss.

The more Jiang Jingci thought about it, the more angry he became, and after smoking two cigarettes in the living room, he slammed the door and left.

Wen Lan, who returned to the bedroom, locked the door and changed his clothes, and took off the makeup on his face.

I tried to turn on the phone again, but there was still no movement.

This time she came to Beijing, she didn't bring a penny of cash, all her bank cards were tied to her mobile phone, and now it is difficult to go out.

When the sound of the door closing and Jiang Jingci's footsteps came from afar, she hurriedly chased out barefoot.

A second before the elevator door closed, she saw Jiang Jingci with an indifferent face.

"Lao Jiang, I really know it's wrong, you forgive me, I will never have anything to do with Xie Yansheng again." Her words are earnest, and her voice is rarely gentle.

For the sake of Langyang, she would rather bow down in front of Jiang Jingci.

Jiang Jingci didn't come out of the elevator room, his teeth chattering, "Wen Lan, let's calm each other down. I'm going to stay elsewhere tonight because I've never hit a woman, and I don't want to make an exception tonight."

Speaking of which, Wen Lan should have gracefully turned around to save herself dignity, but she was still looking forward to releasing her suspicions with Jiang Jingci as soon as possible, so that she could see Yang Yang as soon as possible.

"Lao Jiang, will you give me another chance?" At this time, Wen Lan had thrown away all his dignity and begged.

Jiang Jingci ignored her, silently clicked the closing button, and the elevator door quickly closed, leaving Wen Lan in place.

Wen Lan quickly collected all his emotions, went back to the room to get the broken mobile phone, and walked out of the Emerald Mansion.

She remembered that there was a mobile phone repair shop near the north gate, but it was already closed when she got there.

If you can't turn on your phone, you can't go anywhere!

She stood on the deserted street, and a deep despair arose in her heart.

Jade Huafu is Jiang Jingci's house, she is resistant in her bones, and she doesn't want to go back at all.

The early summer wind blew on her with a little warmth, and she suddenly remembered the sound of thanksgiving.

So I borrowed a passerby's mobile phone and dialed Xie Yansheng's phone.

Halfway through the singing, the low and lazy voice of the thanksgiving banquet came.

Just a simple "Hey", she was so excited that her heart beat unbalanced, and she opened her mouth a few times before muttering, "It's me—"

"I'm afraid that I won't answer your phone and change your phone number?" Xie Yan asked in a toneless voice.

"My phone is broken, and I borrowed someone else's phone to call you. I'm at the north gate of Emerald Washington, can you come and lend me some cash?" She was afraid that Xie Yansheng would hang up the phone in a hurry, and she spoke very quickly.

"Right now." Xie Yan responded cheerfully, "Wait for me at the north gate obediently."

She listened to the busy sound in her ears, and was inexplicably relieved.

Xie Yansheng didn't remember her anymore, but she was the first to think of Xie Yansheng when she was most helpless.

Less than five minutes later, Xie Yansheng appeared in front of her in a black car.

She thought

Xie Yansheng came with cash, but the first thing he said when he met was to urge her to get in the car.

As soon as she hesitated slightly, Xie Yansheng began to reprimand: "It's already half past ten, and if you don't hurry up, the stores will be closed, and if you want to buy a mobile phone, you have to wait for tomorrow."

There's nothing wrong with that!

She deliberately sat in the back seat and quickly took the phone card out of the broken phone.

"Broke your phone in a conflict with Mr. Jiang?" Xie Yansheng kept looking at her from the rearview mirror and asked with a deep smile.

She pursed her lips, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Mrs. Jiang and Mr. Jiang were very affectionate and had a tacit understanding at the cocktail party, and I was curious, what made the two of them suddenly turn their faces?" Xie Yansheng's tone was sour.

She raised her eyes to Xie Yansheng, who was driving, "It's because of the text message that you asked me to open a room."

Xie Yansheng laughed, "It's exciting. If I want to make an appointment with you tonight, do you dare, huh?"

"Dare." Her face was awe-inspiring, and she immediately changed her words, "Jiang Jingci and I only have the name of husband and wife, not the reality of husband and wife."

Xie Yan was stunned and smiled meaningfully, "I just remember that night in the hospital was very happy. I don't care whose wife you are." Look at the book

Wen Lan's innocence that he had worked hard to protect was perfunctory by Xie Yansheng's "I don't care", and he was very angry, so he simply chose to remain silent.

"Angry?" Xie Yansheng noticed that something was wrong with her and asked.

She was silent.

Xie Yan snorted and deliberately stabbed her: "You are Jiang Jingci's wife, your phone is broken, the first thing that comes to mind should be Jiang Jingci." You called me, who am I?"

Wen Lan bit her lower lip angrily, but still didn't say anything.

Xie Yansheng saw that she was depressed, so he had to shut up and drive her to a mobile phone store.

I bought her the same mobile phone of the same brand as herself.

Wen Lan put the mobile phone card in the new mobile phone, and after turning it on, he found Xie Yansheng's WeChat and transferred the mobile phone money.

Xie Yansheng only glanced at it, and then whispered in her ear, "Don't accept the money." Will you dare to accompany me somewhere later?"

"Where?" She could already hear a little lust from Xie Yan's somewhat disordered breathing.

"Wangjingli." Xie Yansheng looked at her with a bit of banter, "I can't wronged you anymore this time, I'm in the car."

"Wherever you go tonight, I'll go." Wen Lan licked his dry lips, his eyes burning.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at Wangjingli.

As soon as the door lock fell, Xie Yansheng put Wen Lan against the entrance of the door in the dark, leaned over and kissed.

Wen Lan was very sober and not carried away by lust, and blocked the sound of Xie Yan with his palm, "Whether you remember who I am or not, there is a very important thing that must be told to you now-"

"Is there anything more important than being with you?" Xie Yansheng took off her coat, and the warm lips had fallen on her neck.

"Yes!" Her tone was stubborn, "It's our daughter, Nuan Nuan—"