I can copy the three thousand avenues

Wen Lan was stunned and looked at Zhou Qiao: "Who is getting married tomorrow?"

"Your good ex-husband, Xie Yansheng." Zhou Qiao glanced at her while driving, "Are you okay?"

In the past, Zhou Qiao would have applauded when she heard the news that Xie Yansheng was getting married.

But since she knew Wen Lan was pregnant, she subconsciously began to hope that Xie Yansheng could be more reliable.

Although Wen Lan did not say who the father of the child in her belly was, Zhou Qiao had long been sure that it was Xie Yansheng based on her understanding of Wen Lan.

"He's the guitarist, and it has nothing to do with me!" Wen Lan quickly put away all her unhappiness and brought up another topic, "This month, our men's clothing studio has a lot of orders, right?"

"I was just about to tell you that the men's clothing high-end studio has only been established for more than a month, and the orders have been scheduled for three months later." Zhou Qiao smiled from ear to ear.

"If we continue at this speed, can we recover the cost by the end of the year?"

Wen Lan's eyes were full of longing.

Now, she really wants to give the child in her belly a rich growth environment, and her heart is full of money.

"Almost." Zhou Qiao said with a smile, "We need to put more thought into autumn and winter clothes in the future. I have contacted several manufacturers of high-end wool and cashmere. As long as it can meet the standards of foreign first-line brands, we are ready to officially launch it."

"I really envy you for having a good brain for making money!" Wen Lan looked at Zhou Qiao sincerely, "This month in Country F, I was full of inspiration and drew a lot of design drawings. I will sort them out in the next two days and make the finished clothes as soon as possible."

The two chatted about work leisurely and arrived at Blue Water Bay.

Wen Lan had one more box than when she went there. Zhou Qiao was afraid that she would be tired, so she took the heaviest one and took her upstairs.

After opening the door, Wen Lan took out an exquisite box from the suitcase and handed it to Zhou Qiao, "You often use the brand of lotion and milk set, but this is bought from the place of origin."

"You are still the most considerate!" Zhou Qiao took it with a smile and said goodbye to her.

After Wen Lan packed her luggage, she took a hot bath but couldn't fall asleep.

As long as she closed her eyes, Xie Yansheng came uninvited.

Zhou Qiao's words kept coming to her ears: "Tomorrow, Xie Zha Zha will hold a wedding with An Zhen——"

In the second half of the night, she had a dream.

In the dream, there was a grand wedding.

Xie Yansheng, dressed in a suit and tie, held An Zhen, who was wearing a wedding dress, and stood in the most eye-catching place, talking and laughing, accepting everyone's blessings.

She stood in the cold wind holding a newborn baby, the baby kept crying, and she cried too...

When she opened her eyes, she found that the corners of her eyes were wet and there were traces of tears on her face.

It was obviously just a dream, she didn't even remember the gender of the child, but the pain was unforgettable.

When she turned on her mobile phone, the screen was full of news about Xie Yansheng and An Zhen's wedding.

Some short videos even put their wedding photos on it.

The man had clear features and was noble and powerful, and the woman had picturesque eyebrows and eyes, gentle and elegant.

The happiness of being well-matched overflowed across the screen.

Wen Lan's heart ached inexplicably.

From marriage to divorce, he and Xie Yansheng never took wedding photos.

She said to herself over and over again: "It's a good thing that Xie Yansheng married An Zhen, and he will never bother you again!"

But the more she said this, the more uncomfortable she felt!

Putting down her phone, she forced herself to calm down and began to think about why she was desperate and sad when Xie Yansheng got engaged and married?

She signed the divorce first, and after the divorce, she did feel the happiness of a trapped bird out of the cage.

But when she learned that Xie Yan was about to become another woman's husband, why couldn't she be happy?

Could it be that she fell in love with Xie Yansheng?

This thought flashed in her mind and was immediately denied by her.

She was crazy, so she fell in love with Xie Yansheng, that dog man!

It must be the child in her belly that made her subconsciously still miss Xie Yansheng!

Thinking of this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the morning, Wen Lan drove to TT.

This time, she brought a small gift for each employee of the company, an affordable perfume and lipstick from Country F.

Before the gifts were distributed, the lobby on the first floor was boiling instantly, and everyone thanked Wen Lan.

Wen Lan put the remaining small gifts at the front desk, holding this month's design manuscript, and returned to the studio to get busy.

She had tried very hard to focus on her work, but she still picked up her phone involuntarily, because the latest progress of Xie Yansheng's wedding was on her phone.

There was a knock on the door, and the front desk smiled and sent in a bouquet of red roses, "Designer Wen, the person who sent you flowers is back. Just like before, thirty-three!"

Wen Lan hurriedly thanked her, took it and flipped out the flower card inside to look at it, and it was still the two words "An Hao" typed by the machine.

Since the person who sent the flowers didn't want her to know who it was, she didn't think about it.

Putting the flowers on the workbench, the refreshing fragrance of the flowers soothed her anxiety.

She sat in front of the computer for a while, picked up her phone again, and saw the grand occasion of the Xie family's luxury fleet going to the An family to welcome the bride.

The grand procession from the Xie family's old house to the two main roads outside was magnificent and luxurious, showing the importance they attached to An Zhen.

When Wen Lan and Xie Yansheng got married, there was only a simple wedding with a few tables of banquets. Only a few relatives from the Xie and Wen families came, so that not many people knew that Xie Yansheng was married in the past two years.

Her heart was sour, and her hand fell gently on her belly.

Zhou Qiao knocked on the door and came in, took out a box of cherries from the paper bag she brought, and put it on her computer desk, "It's just delivered by the local express delivery. It's already washed and very sweet."

Wen Lan picked up one and chewed it, but she didn't taste any sweetness.

"You came back so late last night, why didn't you take a nap at home in the morning?" Zhou Qiao sat opposite her and asked with concern.

She said in a light voice: "Maybe the jet lag hasn't been reversed, and I can't sleep at all."

"An Zhen is now TT's gold medal customer of women's clothing. I sent her a wedding gift in the name of TT yesterday, and also received an invitation to the wedding banquet. I don't plan to go." Zhou Qiao said in a faint tone, "If you feel bored staying in the company, I can drive you to the southern mountains for a ride."

"There are a lot of work to be done, and I'm not a child. What's boring!" Wen Lan smiled perfunctorily and declined.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just say it. Your bad mood now will affect the baby." Zhou Qiao was talking, and suddenly remembered something, but she swallowed the words when she reached her lips.

The knock on the door sounded again. It was Xiao Li who came to find Zhou Qiao, "Sister Qiao, Mr. Jiang is here, in the reception room--"

Before Xiao Li finished speaking, Jiang Jingci stood at the door with a fading smile.

Wen Lan's eyes met his.

After not seeing each other for a month, Wen Lan looked much better, but Jiang Jingci had lost a lot of weight.

Wen Lan was still wondering whether to say hello, but Jiang Jingci took the initiative to ask: "Are you back?"

"I'm back." Wen Lan replied indifferently, turned around and returned to his workstation, pretending to be busy.

Jiang Jingci's eyes moved from Wen Lan to Zhou Qiao, "The An family is so kind that they keep calling me to attend the wedding banquet. I know you have an invitation, why don't we go together?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qiao refused.