The wealthy ex-wife of the president

Chapter 140 How Painful She Was Back then 2
"Woo...why do you treat me like this...to my child...the child is innocent...he is my only relative..." Qin Xin beat his chest with both hands, trying to express the grief and pain in her heart All vented on him.

Lan Yunsheng accepted it without saying a word, this is what he owes...

Qin Xin cried and fell into his arms, murmuring non-stop: Why, why...

Lan Yunsheng didn't speak, feeling very uncomfortable.If it were Lan Sichen today, would Wen Wanrou treat her heart like this?
The person standing at the door of the room didn't move for a long time, and the people in the room were immersed in their own world and didn't seem to notice his existence; he bent down and gently placed a bunch of flowers on the ground, turned around and left without hesitation.

Her mind was filled with tears streaming down her cheeks, her hysterical appearance... the inexplicable pain in her heart, like being cut by a knife, obviously had nothing to do with me, didn't she?
Walking out of the hospital, he saw a car parked by the side of the road, and went up without hesitation.Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, looking sideways at the continuous traffic on the road, he said heavily, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Ji Fengwen glanced at him suspiciously, and handed him cigarettes and a lighter.

Lan Sichen lit a cigarette and took a puff. White mist surrounded him. The sparks on his fingertips flickered, light and dark alternated. The smoke turned into balls and floated out of the car window. His thoughts were a little messy... …

"What's wrong?" Ji Fengwen was curious, he hadn't seen such an expression in many years.

Lan Sichen didn't answer, but took another strong puff of the cigarette, the smoke came out of his nostrils, slow, quiet, but the spicy smell made him cough sharply, and he was silent for a long time.Talking to myself——

"I saw Xin'er lost just now, and it hurts so much."

"Then..." Qin Xinhuai's child belongs to Lan Yunsheng, even if there is no one who should suffer, it will still be Lan Yunsheng.

Lan Sichen slowly turned his head, his eyes met his sharp and sad eyes, and his thin lips tugged lightly: "I was thinking how much pain she had at that time."

Ji Feng was stunned...

——She, who else could there be besides Si Lan?
Back then, Si Lan endured not only the pain of losing her child, but also the harm he caused her. Even if everyone lied to her in the end, she finally made her believe in herself again...

But her heart still hurts. At that time, she didn't care at all... The child was innocent and cute in his eyes, but he didn't like children... especially his own child.

It wasn't Si Lan's problem, it was his own problem. He couldn't accept that he had a child... So when Si Lan lost his child, he didn't feel heartbroken, but felt a sense of relief.Because the child was not murdered by him, but an accidental abortion...

Now that I think about it carefully, all the pain from the beginning to the present is caused by Si Lan alone. She gave all the happiness to herself, but he took her to hell with her.

And the heartbeat after four years may be a kind of retribution...

I am greedy for such retribution.

The devil's love is destined to be such a strong breath of death, burning love, suffocating despair...

Ji Fengwen sighed deeply, feeling uncomfortable for Lan Sichen and himself.That woman disappeared for a long time, and I have been searching persistently, but I have never heard of it. Now that Young Master San is like this again, my heart is even heavier.

"Third Young Master, the past is in the past. Now, it doesn't matter if she has forgotten it, she will be happier if she doesn't need to remember anything."

Lan Sichen didn't speak, but a cigarette quietly disappeared, leaving only the cigarette butt on the ground, and the silver-white ash on the ground disappeared after a gust of wind...

How could it pass?It will never pass, even if Si Lan can forget it, he has no way to forget it.

"How did you do what I asked you to do?"

Ji Feng nodded steadily, and took two document bags from the back seat: "This document bag is the original, and the copy has been sent to the United States. This is the information you want."

Lan Sichen took the information bag, opened it, and looked through the document carefully. It was written in great detail, but the more he read it, his brows became tighter, his fingers tightly pinched the document, and his tone was cold: "This Does anyone else know about it?"

"They have been relatively restrained in the past two years, and very few people know their true identities. I guess, Si Lan probably doesn't know either."

Ji Fengwen took the bag he handed over, put it back in its original place, and asked curiously, "What are you going to do?"

"Help me meet Xu Ning Mo." Lan Sichen said without hesitation.

"You want to meet him? You know he is..."

"You keep the document first, and give it to Si Lan at the right time." Lan Sichen's hoarse voice interrupted him, paused for a moment, and said in a deep tone: "Take it as the last thing I do for her. "

Ji Fengwen frowned, and when he was about to open the car door, he asked, "Is it worth it?"

Before Lan Sichen could speak, he heard his voice and continued: "I don't understand, why on earth are you doing this?"

"Love and righteousness are inherently in a dilemma." Lan Sichen said lightly, looking sideways at the hospital, where life and death are full of parting, "I have chosen her, so there is no way out."

Ji Fengwen didn't ask anymore, maybe by now he finally understood what Lan Sichen was like.

Ruthless is better than affection.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the two file bags, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

Si Lan, Si Lan, do you know that you have made the Third Young Master forever... never again...

Wen Wanrou sat on the sofa and drank coffee leisurely, as if nothing had happened.

Lan Yuanmo told Ou Ruo to go first, and Ou Ruo greeted Wen Wanrou and left immediately.Lan Yuanmo sat across from Wen Wanrou, and said straight to the point: "I already know the matter, I never thought that you would fall into the hands of a hairy girl."

Wen Wanrou put down the coffee cup, and met him with gentle eyes: "You don't think I did it?"

The corner of Lan Yuanmo's mouth twitched into a cold smile, with deep meaning: "You can't, you can..."

"Blue Abyss Mo."

The three words "neither salty nor weak" sounded loudly, without the slightest lethality, but it made Lan Yuanmo's words stop abruptly. He retracted his words, but leaned on the sofa with a joking smile on his lips: "In short, we must not let Qin Heart to marry into the Lan family."

"Your own son, don't you understand?" Wen Wanrou straightened the shawl, and pulled her thin lips lightly: "He has been the most obedient and well-behaved since he was a child, but if he is really stubborn, ten cows can't pull him out. At this moment, he believes that I did the thing, so I must have done it, in order to compensate Qin Xin, how could he not give Qin Xin a title!"

"This woman has too many thoughts, and sooner or later something will happen when she enters Lan's house."

Lan Yuanmo's majestic tone was not well mixed. Qin Xin and Lan Ruixiu's marriage was originally arranged because she was cute when she was young, but she didn't expect to bring so much trouble to the Lan family when she grew up. This marriage is no longer theirs. satisfaction value.

"If she wants to marry, let her marry, and if he wants to marry, let him marry. The more you stop, it will make them more persistent. Why bother?"

"You can take it easy." Lan Yuanmo frowned, but shook his head after thinking about it: "Yun Sheng's life cannot be ruined by her."

"How many children are there who haven't been destroyed?" There was a rare indifference in the gentle and calm tone: "Oh, it's only Ruixiu who is better. These years are not in vain for you to cultivate carefully and carve with your heart."

"Why isn't Lan Sichen spoiled by you? If not, he would be able to do such a heartless thing as poaching people's hearts."

Lan Yuan Mo Yuan's calm voice made the atmosphere suddenly drop to freezing point. The expressions of the two people were obviously calm, but the atmosphere was tense, which was very strange.

Wen Wanrou didn't speak, just stood up, her beautiful eyes cast a low glance at him, "How can you be better than him?"

Before Lan Yuanmo could speak, she turned and left, not shying away from the servant's presence.

Lan Yuanmo gave a cold snort of disdain, stood up and went straight out of the gate of Lan's house, facing Lan Sichen who came back from the hospital.

When father and son meet, there is no stranger than them. They treat each other as air, do not communicate, or even look at each other, as if there is no such person in this world.

Lan Sichen threw the car keys to the servant, and strode back into the room. Before the servant at the door could speak, he forced the door open.Wen Wanrou had just changed into her pajamas, her belt was tied into a bow, she turned her head and looked at him with calm eyes: "You are also here to accuse me of Xingshi!"

"Don't let that Ouruo step into Lan's house again." Lan Sichen didn't answer her, but his voice was blunt and forceful.

Wen Wanrou turned around and sat on the bed, lifted the quilt and sat on the bed and pulled off the scrunchie of her hair, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

"You're so smart that you don't know her identity." Lan Sichen tried his best to suppress something in his low voice, his eyes tightened, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently, "Have you guys had enough trouble? How long, how long? Only then will you end your ridiculous and shameful thoughts."

Wen Wanrou smiled sweetly, narrowed her eyes slightly, and murmured: "Are you complaining for me? It's surprising."

"I just feel like this place is getting dirtier every day."

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, Lan Sichen stopped talking, turned around and left the room, everything here is extremely dirty, even the air is turbid...

They have been maintaining, what exactly are they protecting, these filthy people and things, what else is worth Lan Yunsheng to pay for, what is it worth protecting by themselves.

Wen Wanrou looked at his far away back, shook her head helplessly, and just lay down slowly, her eyes stared straight at the ceiling, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, and every word was a silent mouth shape:
——If you feel dirty, then use your ability to change everything!
Lan Sichen returned to the room, sat on the chair, and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.Knowing the previous relationship between Ou Ruo and Lan Yuanmo, she can still be calm and calm, as if she didn't know it; doesn't she feel dirty?

The empty glass after drinking water was tightly held in the palm of his hand, and his fingertips tightened his strength, only to hear a "pop", and the glass shattered; his fingers were still tightly held, and the shards of the glass pierced into the ground. From the skin, blood continuously flowed out, bright red, dripping down on the white table along the gap between the palms.

It seems that only physical pain can relieve the depression in his heart!
The computer placed on the side had not been turned off, and suddenly a screen popped up. Si Lan was sitting on the bed in his pajamas, blinking at the camera, and smiled slightly: "Are you okay?"

(End of this chapter)