When Zhou Qiao heard that she cared not about the age difference, but because Jiang Guan was Jiang Jingci's son, she immediately said, "I understand, Lan Lan."

Wen Lan didn't want to talk about Nuan Nuan and provoke another topic.

By the time the call ended, Wen Lan's stomach was rumbling with hunger.

Because they don't come back often, there are only two nannies in the villa in Yunshen City who are responsible for cleaning, and there are no ingredients at home.

Wen Lan didn't want to go out, so she ordered takeout on her phone.

Xie Yansheng was busy until four o'clock in the afternoon, and after taking a hot bath, he slept and went to the airport with Wen Lan.

Maybe there is a mourning, and there are few words of thanks.

Wen Lan provoked the topic several times, but he was not interested.

While waiting for the plane, Wen Lan sighed, now that Xie Yansheng's parents have passed away, they will not come to Jiangcheng too often in the future.

A familiar figure appeared not far away, young and beautiful, tall and fair-skinned, coupled with the dress of bare chest and legs, it immediately became an eye-catching existence.

"Cheng Cheng." Wen Lan's involuntary murmur came into the ears of Xie Yan.

Xie Yansheng looked at Wen Lan's gaze, and Cheng Cheng was smiling and holding the second young man of the Zhao family from the exit.

There is an obvious age difference between the two, Cheng Cheng clings to Zhao Ershao's arm tightly, Zhao Ershao also pinches her face from time to time, and the two are as close as a pair of conjoined babies.

Cheng Cheng became like this, which was expected by Xie Yansheng.

Whether it is Cheng Nijia or Zhao Meimei, they can't establish a correct outlook on love and life for her.

The affluent life when he was young developed into something that he didn't work for, and Cheng Cheng was destined to go downhill.

Seeing the intimate appearance of Cheng Cheng and Zhao Ershao, Xie Yan's voice was not only disgusting, but also indescribably sad.

After all, Cheng Cheng also called him "Uncle Xie" and "Uncle Xie" when he was a child.

Wen Lan didn't want to make any comments, but when Cheng Cheng saw her and Xie Yansheng, he cast a beam of disdain.

Wen Lan deliberately raised her voice and slowly said four words: "Female inheritance of mother's business."

"The surname is Wen, you dare to scold me-" Cheng Cheng was furious and stretched out his index finger to point at Wen Lan.

Wen Lan was not ready to deal with it, and the sound of hurried footsteps and the voice of shouting "little fox spirit" sounded opposite Cheng Cheng at the same time.

Four or five stout and powerful middle-aged women surrounded Cheng Cheng and Zhao Ershao, and a tragic fight immediately broke out.

Wen Lan and Xie Yansheng were less than ten meters away from them, and they could see the process of Cheng Cheng's beating clearly.

The leader was a tall and strong lady, and when she came up, she grabbed Zhao Ershao's collar and slapped her a few times while scolding.

Zhao Ershao not only didn't make any resistance, but also shouted to the lady with a hippie smile, "My wife spared me, she seduced me-"

Then, the noble lady pounced on Cheng Cheng like an out-of-control lion.

Cheng Cheng had already been held by two women, and he was only beaten at this time.

"Let you vixen hook up again!"

"You're a prodigal and you're the same mom as a professional three!"

The insults and slaps hit Cheng Cheng Cheng in the face, and Cheng Cheng was beaten on the ground by the noble lady before he could backhand.

Wen Lan couldn't bear to look any longer, and looked away.

Xie Yansheng also chose to be silent.

If it was someone else who was beaten today, Wen Lan would definitely step forward and pull her, but as long as she thought of the disgusting things Cheng Nijia had done to her, she still held back.

Cheng Cheng's hysterical screams lasted for three or four minutes, and more than a dozen security guards at the airport rushed over, controlled several middle-aged women who were beating, and called Cheng Cheng for the first aid.