Wen Lan's face suddenly sank, "Jiang Jingci, have you exaggerated intentional injury to intentional homicide?"

"No exaggeration, you've wanted to kill my heart for a long time." Jiang Jingci snorted self-deprecatingly.

Wen Lan's body trembled violently, "When did Xie Yansheng promise to sell the feast to you at a low price?"

"Last night. I chatted with him until the wee hours of the morning." Jiang Jingci was stabbed by the concern for Xie Yansheng in her eyebrows.

Wen Lan's heart suddenly fell into the endless abyss.

Yes, it was half past one in the morning when Xie Yansheng came back last night, and when he asked where he went, he only said that he had a party, but there was no smell of alcohol on his body.

"I thought Xie Yansheng had nothing to say to you, but it seems that it was nothing more than that." Jiang Jingci's mockery gradually died out in the wind.

Wen Lan reported to the police officer in charge of her case and returned to the Shuyuan Mansion.

On the way, I called Xie Yansheng, but Xie Yansheng didn't answer and sent a message that he was in a meeting.

Wen Lan stood alone in front of the balcony of the bedroom for a while, her right eye began to jump non-stop, and then asked Xue Qi to drive her to the office building where the feast was located.

Most of the business of the feast has long been moved to Shangjing, and the Jiangcheng side is now only equivalent to an office.

When Wen Lan walked in, the young lady at the front desk not only thoughtfully shouted "Mrs. Xie", but also gently reminded her that Xie Yansheng was approving documents in the office.

On the way to the feast, in order not to be obtrusive, Wen Lan specially bought a few snacks and dried fruits in the supermarket.

The door of Xie Yansheng's office was empty, and Wen Lan was about to symbolically knock on the door when he heard Xie Yansheng's voice talking on the phone.

"Selling the feast to Jiang Jingci was indeed deliberated by me, and the price was ......."

Wen Lan was furious when he heard this, but he still knocked on the door calmly, and pushed it open with a smile, "I just happened to pass by here, and I will bring you something delicious."

Xie Yansheng quickly ended the call, got up and took the paper bag in Wen Lan's hand, and hugged her in his arms.

The familiar man's moist breath hit, Wen Lan reached out to hook the man's neck, looked at him with affection, and whispered "banquet".

He answered, "You haven't eaten or slept well this week, so you can rest at home."

"Didn't I say it, I came by here to see you." Wen Lan was immersed in the joy of meeting and did not mention the unhappy incident.

"Where do you want to see, huh?" Xie Yansheng stretched out his long arms and locked the door, his warm breath less than a centimeter away from her lips and teeth, "Say—"

There was a hook in the end of the thanksgiving voice, which hooked out Wen Lan's three souls and six spirits.

"You want to see everything in you." Wen Lan's tone was restrictive and teasing.

Originally, it was Xingshi who asked for guilt, but at the moment when the voice of Xie Yan came over, her body had taken the lead in surrendering.

"I came back late from last night's party, so I'll make it up to you now." Xie Yansheng pressed her against the desk.

Soon, the papers on the table landed one after another.

Xie Yansheng couldn't enjoy it, and carried her to the two-seater sofa at the door.

The daylight of winter noon is refracted through the glass onto the overlapping figures of the two, and the mottled is full of refreshing tenderness.

Wen Lan tidied up his clothes, and his whole person was like taking a sauna, and his face and skin were pink.

For more than a year, Xie Yansheng used his unique thoughtfulness and pampering to completely make Wen Lan let go of his knots, and gradually changed from resistance to initiative when getting along in private.

"I'll leave work early today to accompany you. It's been a long time since I've been out to eat, so I'll have a candlelight dinner together in the evening." Xie Yansheng proposed while buttoning the shirt that she had ripped open.

"Let's find a children's restaurant, we have too little time to spend with Nuan Nuan these days, and she has opinions." She stooped down to pick up the papers scattered on the floor, and a thick feast asset appraisal booklet came into view.

She opened it and looked at it, which not only included the market value estimate of all the digital industries under the feast, but also attached to the agreement that Xie Yansheng sold to Jiang Jingci at a discount.

The agreement also has Xie Yansheng's autograph and red seal.

Just as she could see her thoughts, Xie Yansheng took the documents away, "I'll sort out the documents." You have brought me something delicious, bring it out for me to taste."

Wen Lan was no longer calm, and reached out to grab the document, "Are you really going to sell the feast to Jiang Jingci at a low price?"

"Yes." Xie Yansheng admitted calmly.

"If you don't sell the feast to him at a low price, he will continue to put pressure on the public prosecutor and put me in prison for 'intentional homicide?'" Wen Lan's lips were white, and the hand holding the document was trembling.

Xie Yansheng held one of her hands, and his voice was deep and powerful: "Lan Lan, I only have one thought now, our family of three can't be separated anymore. Not even for a month, even for half a year."

"But the feast is your work for many years!" Wen Lan shook off his hand and gritted his teeth with hatred, "I don't allow you to sell it at a low price to the person we hate the most!"

"If you have this heart, I will be satisfied." Xie Yansheng's right hand lightly fell on her cheek, "You can make more money if you don't have any money, but if you go in, how can you let me explain to Nuan Nuan?"

"Jiang Jingci is a demon, he bullied me, and he used you to care about me! If you really sell him the feast at a low price, you will fall into his trap!" Wen Lan had tears in his eyes.

"What do you say Jiang Jingci is really calculating? Feast, my money?" Xie Yansheng furrowed his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips sneered, "From beginning to end, he was only calculating one of you."

Wen Lan lowered his eyes, but the stubbornness on his face still did not lessen by half a point.

"Since he forced me to choose between you and the feast, then I will give him the feast at a low price." For such a big thing, Xie Yansheng said it very calmly.

She was about to bite her lower lip and muttered with a crying voice, "I'd rather go to jail than let you give up the feast."

"What nonsense! The resale contract has been drawn up, and the signature of the surname Jiang will take effect." Xie Yansheng went to get the contract in her hand again.

She tore the thick contract in half and threw it on the ground.

Xie Yansheng's gaze at her was frosty, and he picked up a box of cigarettes from the table and smoked one, "After saying so much, you still haven't heard a word."

"Thank you for the banquet, you listen—" she said resolutely, "If you dare to sell the feast to Jiang Jingci at a low price, I will leave Jiangcheng with Nuan Nuan, and I will never see you again in this life."

"Even if the feast is listed, it is something outside the body, and it is not comparable to the reunion of our family of three at all." Xie Yan said in a straight voice, "Which is more important, you weigh it."

"The first trial has not yet taken place, and it is unknown whether I will be convicted of intentional homicide." She softened her tone, "I also prepared for the worst, even if you go in, you are not allowed to bow to Jiang Jingci again!"