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Wen Lan thought she had seen it wrong.

She looked again and it was indeed Xie Jianning.

Listening to Shen Yi's tone and expression when he was talking on the phone just now, it was completely the rhythm of falling in love.

Shen Yi could find a woman he liked, Wen Lan was sincerely happy for him.

But as long as she thought that the other party was Xie Jianning, she had a bad premonition.

Because Shen Yi had already put the debt of the Shen family's downfall on Xie Yansheng.

Shen Yi hated everyone in the Xie family and kept his distance from Xie Jianning when the incident just happened.

On New Year's Eve, Xie Jianning rushed from Jiangcheng to Gangcheng to see Shen Yi, and Shen Yi drove her away without any mercy.

At that time, Shen Yi's reaction to Xie Jianning was still normal, but in just over ten days, the relationship between the two suddenly heated up!

Wen Lan's thoughts were leisurely, and suddenly she couldn't understand the man beside her more and more.

From the airport to Qinghe County, a journey of more than 150 kilometers, Shen Yi and Wen Lan had no communication.

As the sky outside gradually brightened, Wen Lan rolled down the car window and kept looking at the roadside, trying to find a clean breakfast shop.

When she boarded the plane in Jiangcheng, her stomach was growling with hunger.

Shen Yi seemed to guess what she was thinking. More than ten minutes after the car entered Qinghe, he parked the car at a breakfast shop called "Zhou Bao".

"Eat breakfast first." Shen Yi threw this sentence without looking at her and walked directly into "Zhou Bao".

Wen Lan hurriedly pulled off her seat belt, got out of the car with her handbag and chased after him.

She wanted to pay for the meal first, but Shen Yi had already stuffed the stored-value card into her hand, "Order whatever you want to eat."

"Thank you." She hurriedly thanked him and ordered a bowl of eight-treasure porridge and vegetarian pot stickers.

Shen Yi ordered a bowl of porridge and steamed dumplings. The two sat face to face at a table and ate breakfast. There was no communication throughout the whole process.

Wen Lan couldn't understand why Shen Yi drove her to Qinghe since he deliberately ignored her?

After getting in the car again, Wen Lan checked WeChat on her phone and found Wen Zuming's chat interface.

Last night, she had tried to send a WeChat message to Wen Zuming saying "Aunt is going to give you a high-end toy, do you want it?"

But until now, Wen Zuming has not responded.

She edited another WeChat message saying "Are you there?" and sent it.

The car turned around and finally stopped in the southern suburbs far away from the county town.

When Wen Lan saw the dilapidated sign of "Yihe Sanatorium", her body trembled slightly and her heartstrings tightened.

They came too early.

The gate of the sanatorium was closed, and the gatekeeper said that you can only enter after eight o'clock by filling out an application form.

Wen Lan had to wait at the door.

After Shen Yi parked the car, he kept looking at his phone, and he and Wen Lan were like two strangers.

Wen Lan stared at the iron gate of the sanatorium, which had long lost its paint, and her mind was full of Ji Minxin.

There were several unread messages on WeChat on her mobile phone. She thought it was from Wen Zuming, but when she clicked it, it turned out to be Xie Yansheng asking her if she had taken Chinese medicine last night.

She was in no mood to reply. She held her phone tightly and walked around the sanatorium, feeling more and more depressed.

The sanatorium was not big. From the outside, you could only see two dilapidated three-story buildings inside.

A small county town, the medical facilities are not even comparable to those in the city, let alone abroad!

If Ji Minxin was really placed here by Wen Jinyin, then Wen Jinyin would be too heartless!

In the two years that she has been Mrs. Xie, Wen Jinyin has made a lot of money with the help of Xie Yansheng, so that Wen's capital chain is completely dependent on Xie Yansheng.

Xie Yansheng withdrew his investment, and Wen's fell into a deadlock of bankruptcy.

The gatekeeper said that they could enter at 8 o'clock, but it was not until after 8:10 that he took out a yellowed entry and exit form for them to fill out.

When Wen Lan took the pen, his hands were shaking all the time.

"I'll do it." Shen Yi reached out to take the pen away and wrote today's date and their names.

"Didn't this young man come here yesterday? Why is he here again today?" the old man muttered.

Shen Yi asked: "Uncle, your dean should be up at this time, right?"

"The dean drank until midnight last night, and he is probably still lying in bed now!" The old man's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

Wen Lan followed Shen Yi's steps into the sanatorium.

The bumpy concrete floor and the bare trees had no vitality. Before approaching the floor where the patients lived, Wen Lan felt a deep depression.

She stayed in the yard for less than ten minutes. Where is Ji Minxin?

Maybe she has been here for eight years!

Shen Yi said that he would go to the dean to make an exception first. When Wen Lan turned around, he saw him quietly take out a red envelope from his pocket.

A few minutes later, Shen Yi came back and handed Wen Lan a palm-sized handwritten note.

"The dean approved a note. We can find any room in the sanatorium."

"How much?" Wen Lan didn't want to take advantage of Shen Yi, so she opened her mobile phone to transfer money to him.

"Follow the procedures, it won't cost you money." Shen Yi said stubbornly.

Wen Lan directly asked: "How much is the red envelope today and yesterday?"

Shen Yi's face suddenly darkened, "I can still afford this money."

"Then let's find someone first." Wen Lan saw that he was angry and quickly closed the phone.

With the director's security guard, Wen Lan entered and exited every ward smoothly.

The sanatorium was not big to begin with, and there were less than 20 patients living in it.

Men accounted for one-third, and the remaining more than ten were women. Wen Lan looked carefully, and looked at each one again and again, but was still disappointed.

As Shen Yi said, there was no woman here who met Ji Minxin's conditions.

Wen Lan did not give up and personally went to ask the dean. The dean said that he had been here for thirteen years and had never seen a woman named Ji Minxin.

When Shen Yi drove her away from Qinghe, she felt as if she had died.

"Go back to Gangcheng?" Shen Yi, who had been driving silently in front, suddenly asked.

Tomorrow morning, TT's two high-end studios will be officially established, and Zhou Qiao has sent several messages urging her to return to Jiangcheng.

"I have delayed you a lot of time today. Please take me to the high-speed railway station in Qinghe, and I will transfer back to Jiangcheng." She said and opened the ticket booking software.

"Transfer is too troublesome, let's go to the airport." Shen Yi looked calm, turned the direction, and drove the car into the entrance of the highway.

Wen Lan calculated the time and booked a flight from Gangcheng to Jiangcheng at 6:30 in the evening, and thanked Shen Yi again.

"I watched the live broadcast of TT's opening show on my mobile phone last night. It was very exciting." The two were silent, and Shen Yi suddenly said this.

She said "Oh", not knowing how to continue.

She and Shen Yi had unknowingly reached the point where they had nothing to say to each other.

Shen Yi said in a faint voice, "The first Monday of next month is my mother's birthday, and I will go back to Jiangcheng."

"I'll mark it on my phone's memo, and I'll go there when the time comes." Wen Lan sighed.

Before Shen's mother jumped off the building, she left a will, not allowing Shen Yi to hold any ceremony for her or buy a cemetery. On her first birthday after her death, her ashes should be scattered into Minglun Lake in Jiangda.

Shen Yi smiled softly and murmured, "When my mother was alive, you were the one she loved the most."

Wen Lan moved her eyes to the car window.

Soon, the airport arrived.