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Wen Lan guessed that Jiang Jingci was going to confess again, and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Let's talk about it later. Too many things happened today, and I haven't recovered yet."

"Something has been weighing on my mind for several days. If I don't say it, I will be restless day and night." Jiang Jingci said stubbornly.

Wen Lan's evasive eyes fell on the hole on the back of his coat corroded by concentrated hydrochloric acid, and her heart softened immediately, "Speak, I'm listening."

"If--" Jiang Jingci looked at her deeply, "Your child needs a legitimate father, I can do it."

She instantly lost her composure, blushing and defending herself, "What nonsense are you talking about! I don't have any children!"

"You know better than anyone whether you are pregnant or not." Jiang Jingci's clear and smooth voice was steady and powerful, "When I felt that you were pregnant a few days ago, I was devastated. But I have a son, what reason do I have to ask you?"

Wen Lan didn't expect Jiang Jingci to be so careful!

She just confirmed that she was pregnant, and Jiang Jingci actually had a premonition a few days ago.

"Stop talking." She felt that she was getting excited about discussing this topic with Jiang Jingci in private, so she turned and went upstairs.

The two of them returned to the room one after the other.

The two bowls of unfinished noodles had already fallen apart, and she picked them up and dumped them into the trash can.

At this moment, her heart was in a mess, and she wanted to lie down on the bed and sleep for a while, but Jiang Jingci had no sign of leaving.

"Wen Lan, what I want to say is that my house needs a hostess."

"Old Jiang, you have helped me time and time again, and saved me again today. I am really grateful." She was still immersed in the collapse brought by Xie Yansheng, and said dejectedly, "I have decided to be a single mother."

"Every day's mood is different, and the ideas are also different. Think about it again. I'm leaving first, and you have a good rest." Jiang Jingci knew that she was in a bad mood now, so he chose to calm down for a few days.

The door closed, and Wen Lan could no longer hide the humiliation she suffered from Xie Yansheng, and tears fell again.

The next morning, Wen Lan received a call from the police station, asking her to go over and make another record.

Half an hour later, Wen Lan just parked the car at the entrance of the police station and saw Zhang Ming, the attorney for Xie's mother.

Zhang Ming immediately came up to her and called out "Miss Wen."

Wen Lan had dealt with Zhang Ming before and knew that he was very thick-skinned, so she was particularly careful.

"This is a settlement agreement. If you think the compensation is okay, just sign it." Zhang Ming handed a document to Wen Lan.

"What settlement agreement?" Wen Lan was confused, "Did I say I wanted to settle?"

Last time Han Pei smashed the exhibition hall on the first floor of TT, Xie Yansheng also took a settlement agreement and asked her to sign it.

"Miss Wen, I can understand your feelings. Mrs. Xie did something wrong in a moment of impulse. Now her cardiovascular and blood pressure are not optimistic, and she is still lying in the ICU. She has been your elder after all, so let's make a big deal out of a small matter." Zhang Ming handed over the settlement agreement again.

"Mr. Xie is very sincere. The compensation he gave is enough to make Miss Wen worry-free."

Wen Lan took the settlement letter, tore it into pieces without even reading it and threw it on Zhang Ming's face.

"Go tell Xie Fuchun that this matter cannot be settled!"

This is the first time she called out Mr. Xie's full name in front of outsiders.

Luckily Jiang Jingci arrived in time yesterday, otherwise, the bottle of concentrated hydrochloric acid would have splashed on her face, and she would have even thought of dying now.

"Miss Wen——" Zhang Ming wanted to say something else, but Wen Lan had already walked into the police station quickly.

The two police officers asked a few more details, and Wen Lan told them the truth.

After taking the record, Wen Lan was about to leave, and a middle-aged male police officer who looked like a leader followed and asked with a smile, "Miss Wen, I would like to ask you, is there any room for settlement in this matter?"

"No." Wen Lan answered very decisively.

The middle-aged male police officer nodded slightly and did not continue to ask.

After driving away from the police station, Wen Lan did not rush back to TT, but went to several sales offices to look at houses.

She had decided last night that she would buy a house of her own before the child was born.

She had lived under someone else's roof for more than 20 years, and she was determined not to allow her child to be homeless after birth!

Jiangcheng is a second-tier city, and housing prices have soared in recent years. A house in a good location could be bought for 15,000 yuan the year before last, and it has been close to 20,000 yuan this year.

Wen Lan likes a fully decorated ready-made house, preferably about 130 square meters.

Because buying a house is entirely for the baby in her belly, she only looks at communities with rich educational resources.

When she returned to TT, Wen Lan had accumulated a thick stack of brochures and flyers for selling houses.

To her surprise, Jiang Jingci was actually sitting in the lounge area on the first floor chatting with Zhou Qiao.

"Lanlan, you skipped work again." Zhou Qiao smiled and waved at her, "Old Jiang is talking to me about investment philosophy, why don't you come and listen?"

Wen Lan nodded and smiled at Jiang Jingci, "I don't understand it, so I won't listen."

"What is this?" Zhou Qiao came over and took out a booklet from her hand, exclaiming, "Are you ready to buy a house?"

"I just took a look on a whim." Wen Lan has no intention of telling Zhou Qiao yet.

"Is there a house you like? I have several friends in real estate, and I can ask them to give you a big discount." Jiang Jingci smiled and looked at her.

Wen Lan was immediately moved when she heard this, "I'm ready to pick it carefully."

"Are you going to buy a pre-sale house or a ready-made house?" Zhou Qiao pulled Wen Lan to sit in the rest area.

"Ready-made houses with fine decoration are preferred." Wen Lan was thoughtful.

Jiang Jingci had guessed her intention of buying a house, and his eyes fell on her belly.

"If you want to buy, buy a large flat, which is transparent and bright--" Zhou Qiao suddenly realized that something was wrong and immediately kept silent.

Because Xie Yansheng bought a large flat for Cheng Nijia.

At the beginning, it was a thorn in Wen Lan's heart!

"Where do you want to buy it?" Jiang Jingci hurriedly changed the subject, "I can help you find a house."

"Between Ping'an Street and Xiangyang Road." Wen Lan murmured without thinking.

Zhou Qiao immediately shook her head, "If you want to buy, buy it in the city center or Nanhu! Even if you get tired of living there in the future, it will be easy to sell it. There are elementary schools, junior high schools, and kindergartens on Ping'an Street and Xiangyang Road. There are traffic jams every morning and evening, especially on weekends. If you really want to buy a house there, you can wait for trouble!"

"No matter where the house is, there are pros and cons. It depends on your needs." Jiang Jingci said slowly.

"That's right, the best is what suits you. I almost forgot, my mother asked me to take her to get skin care, so I left first." Zhou Qiao left in a hurry.

Only Wen Lan and Jiang Jingci were left in the rest area.

Wen Lan's guilty eyes fell on Jiang Jingci's back, "Does the wound still hurt? I suggest you go to the hospital to see a professional skin expert."

"It's too late now, so I won't go." Jiang Jingci smiled and passed it over.

At this time, Wen Lan's mobile phone rang.

She glanced at it and hurriedly clicked it, but Jiang Jingci still saw the words "Shen Yi" flashing on the phone screen.