I can copy the three thousand avenues

Wen Lan's painful retching shocked Jiang Jingci.

He didn't even notice the chopsticks in his hand falling to the ground.

Because Wen Lan's reaction at this time was too familiar to him.

Yu Hui was also like this when she was pregnant with Jiang Guan.

"Sorry, my stomach has been uncomfortable these two days." Wen Lan covered her chest and stood up, opening the window above the desk.

The cold fresh air hit her, and she took two deep breaths before her stomach felt comfortable.

Jiang Jingci, who was sitting not far away, asked in a low voice: "How long have you had this symptom?"

"Just these few days." She answered casually, "Wait until my foot is better. If it's still like this, I'll go to the hospital for a gastroscopy."

Jiang Jingci was silent, his eyes slowly moved from Wen Lan's face to her lower abdomen, cold and terrifying.

Wen Lan still had her back to him, and shook her aching neck a few times facing the window.

"I have something else to do, so I can't take you back to Blue Water Bay. You should take it easy, don't get tired." Jiang Jingci said in a desolate voice, and without waiting for Wen Lan to respond, he pushed the door and left.

Wen Lan turned around and saw that less than a quarter of the food on the table was cooked, and the chopsticks used by Jiang Jingci were still lying on the floor.

Jiang Jingci was a decent man, and he must have been stimulated by something just now, so he left without even cleaning up the lunch box.

Wen Lan thought so, but soon other troubles came to her mind, so she threw Jiang Jingci aside.

After sitting at the workstation for more than an hour, Wen Lan asked Zhou Qiao to take her back to Blue Water Bay.

The first thing she did after closing the door was to apply medicine to her right foot.

Since Jiang Yizhi corrected her bones, the redness and swelling on the back of her foot began to dissipate.

When applying the medicine, except for some bruises on it, it occasionally hurts when touched, and it is almost the same size as her left foot.

In the evening, she put on makeup and changed her clothes early, waiting for Jiang Jingci to pick her up to Wen's house.

But Jiang Jingci still didn't show up until seven o'clock in the evening.

Wen Jinyin called to ask where they were, and she perfunctorily said "soon".

In her eyes, Jiang Jingci was a reliable person. Since he agreed, he would not break the appointment.

She waited at ease, and didn't even call Jiang Jingci to urge him.

It was getting darker outside, and she had to find Jiang Jingci's number and dial it. No one answered the ringtone until the end.

She called again, but it was still the same.

She was puzzled. What happened to Jiang Jingci?

If Jiang Jingci didn't go to Wen's house, even if she was thick-skinned and brought gifts, she would be kicked out.

She dialed Jiang Jingci's number again with a nervous mood, and it actually went through!

"Jiang--" As soon as she opened her mouth, she violated Jiang Jingci's taboo, and hurriedly called "Old Jiang" in a slow voice.

"Yeah." Jiang Jingci's voice was very nasal, and he seemed to be still asleep.

But this faint response made Wen Lan suddenly feel a sense of distance she had never felt before.

In order to find out about Ji Minxin's news earlier, she still asked with a stiff upper lip: "Wen Jinyin has called to urge me. When can you come to pick me up?"

Jiang Jingci paused, his voice cold: "Sorry, I forgot to tell you, I'm not feeling well, and I can't accompany you back to the Wen family for dinner."

"..."

Wen Lan clearly felt that Jiang Jingci was lying and was completely confused.

But she quickly came to her senses and asked patiently: "Did I offend you in my studio at noon?"

"No." Jiang Jingci on the other end had bitten his back teeth hard and said word by word, "You are, very, good."

This was the first time she hit a wall with Jiang Jingci. She felt a big gap in her heart, but she had not given up yet, so she asked tactfully: "Old Jiang, can you accompany me back to the Wen family?"

Jiang Jingci hung up the phone without saying anything else.

Wen Lan clutched her phone, and the hope she had ignited in the morning turned into ashes bit by bit.

If she couldn't go back to the Wen family, she couldn't see Wen Zuming.

If she couldn't see Wen Zuming, she couldn't find out about Ji Minxin.

From the year before to now, she seemed to be going around in circles. What should she do?

When she just married Xie Yansheng, the intimate contact in bed made her psychologically dependent on Xie Yansheng.

She wanted to tell Xie Yansheng about Ji Minxin more than once.

But the fact is that whenever she wanted to reveal her heart, Xie Yansheng would find a woman outside to poke her heart.

When she couldn't get Xie Yansheng's heart, she began to calculate Xie Yansheng's money.

But what made her most upset was that Xie Yansheng spent a lot of money on women outside without blinking an eyelid.

For her, except for occasionally giving her a few pieces of jewelry and bags, he was so harsh on money that it couldn't be more.

She made up a reason to ask Xie Yansheng for money, and Xie Yansheng gave her a real payment.

Things can be bought at will, but she must show the corresponding receipts, otherwise, Xie Yansheng will not pay a penny!

Only two months after marriage, disappointments continued to accumulate, and all hopes were completely shattered.

In her eyes, Xie Yansheng was good for nothing except helping her solve her physiological needs!

The piercing call rang, and she saw Jiang Jingci's name flashing on the screen, and she quickly clicked it.

After the call was connected, Jiang Jingci was silent for a moment, and said in a light voice: "Go downstairs, I won't go up."

She didn't react for a while, and asked: "Are you going to accompany me back to the Wen family?"

"Yeah." Jiang Jingci's voice was low and suppressed.

"I'll go downstairs right away, Lao Jiang, wait for me for three minutes." She breathed a sigh of relief, and limped to open the door before she finished speaking.

Her right foot bone was already in the socket, and it was applied with medicine, so it was not too difficult to hold on to the wall when going downstairs.

The door of the back seat had been opened, all the windows were wide open, and Jiang Jingci was sitting in the passenger seat smoking.

Wen Lan approached and found that there was a young driver in the driver's seat.

Hearing her footsteps, Jiang Jingci hurriedly put out the half-smoked cigarette and threw it out of the window.

Jiang Jingci did not greet her as before, and his eyes looked at her coldly.

After getting in the car, Wen Lan smelled a strong smell of alcohol on Jiang Jingci.

She thanked Jiang Jingci sincerely.

Jiang Jingci's eyes were slightly red and silent.

After the driver started the car, she remembered something, "Let's go to Lishan Street, there is a supermarket over there, I'll go buy something."

"There are two gift boxes in the trunk, if you don't mind, take them." Jiang Jingci closed his eyes, his expression was a little painful, and it seemed that he had not recovered from being drunk.

"Thank you." In order to ease the relationship between the two, she readily agreed.

When she smelled the smell of alcohol on Jiang Jingci, she began to regret it.

If she knew Jiang Jingci was drunk, she wouldn't have made that call!

In silence, the car slowly crossed several streets and drove into the Wen residence.

Wen Jinyin could only describe Jiang Jingci's arrival as "flattered". He and his wife Du Yan had been waiting in the parking lot.

After the car was parked, Wen Lan was ready to get out of the car alone.

Du Yan was used to changing her attitude according to the situation. She twisted her slender waist and came to greet him, "Lanlan, I heard that you sprained your ankle. Let your sister-in-law help you get out of the car."

Wen Lan just opened the car door, and Jiang Jingci in front of her got out quickly, stretched out his right hand to her, and looked at Wen Jinyin and his wife meaningfully, "Let me help Lanlan."