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All Wen Lan thought about was "Qihe Sanatorium", and he didn't even notice that there was a car following him after he came out of the airport.

Qihe is a subordinate county of Gangcheng. It is similar to Qinghe County, which she visited last time. They are both old cities with little development prospects.

On the way, Wen Lan learned some information about "Qihe Sanatorium" from the taxi driver.

The sanatorium was built more than 20 years ago. It was originally a public institution, but it was contracted to individuals due to serious losses in the past few years.

Perhaps due to the limited resources of the small county, the nursing home is now half-dead.

After coming out of the airport, Wen Lan's heartstrings were tense.

When the sign with "Qihe Nursing Home" came into her eyes, she felt like she was about to suffocate!

After paying the fare, she slowly got out of the car and went to communicate with the doorman.

The doorman was an old man in his fifties. He said that he could not enter the nursing home without a pass card, and he was not allowed to visit the patients.

Wen Lan took out a few hundred-dollar bills from his handbag and quietly stuffed them into the old man's hand. The old man not only refused to accept them, but also gave Wen Lan a righteous lecture.

How can you think of all kinds of evil ways at such a young age?

Wen Lan remembered that the last time she and Shen Yi went to Qinghe Nursing Home, they went directly to the dean and asked the old man quickly, "Uncle, to be honest, I am a relative of your dean's family. He asked me to come, so just let me in." Bar?"

"It doesn't matter if a relative of the dean's family doesn't have a pass!" The old man remained impassioned, "Since you are a relative of the dean's family, then you call the dean and ask him to take you in!"

Wen Lan had a bumpy night and hadn't had breakfast yet. She was a little top-heavy. The old man's words gave her another heavy blow.

She tried to calm herself down and checked the time on her phone. It would soon be eight o'clock. She was going to fill her stomach first and gain enough strength before talking.

Take a deep breath——

Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw a familiar handsome face!

She has a long body, thin lips slightly pursed, and a deep look in her eyes that reveals a hint of alienation.

"Thank you for the banquet——" She was the first to call out the name of the man opposite.

"I saw you by accident. Miss Wen, please don't be sentimental." Xie Yansheng suddenly appeared in this remote place, and Xie Yansheng felt guilty and hurriedly explained.

She said "oh" lightly.

Only then did I realize that last night was the wedding night of Xie Yansheng and An Zhen!

How could the sound of Xie Yan appear in this remote small county so early in the morning?

"I'm curious what you're doing here?" Xie Yansheng took out a cigarette and bit it, then took out the lighter and put it back in his pocket.

"I'm here to visit a relative, but I don't have a pass and can't get in." She was full of melancholy. When she saw the thank you banquet, she immediately became energetic. "You always have many acquaintances and a wide range of contacts. Can you help me?"

Xie Yansheng said "ha" mockingly, "I've always been unreliable in your eyes!"

She bit her lip when her weak point was poked.

"Tell me which relative of your Wen family lives there, so I can help you get in touch." Xie Yansheng was the first to compromise.

"I -" Wen Lan was stunned for a moment, thinking deeply, "Aunt - the aunt I haven't seen for many years - actually I'm not quite sure she lives here -"

"Name, age?" Xie Yansheng threw the cigarette on the ground and clicked on his phone.

She told Ji Minxin's situation one by one, and Xie Yansheng asked casually: "Does aunt have a husband and children?"

"No." She blurted out, "It was Wen Jinyin who sent her to the nursing home back then!"

"Why don't you just ask Wen Jinyin directly? Why go to such trouble?" Xie Yansheng asked in confusion.

"Wen Jinyin has been hiding it from me for so many years, not wanting me to know where my aunt is." Her voice was faint, and she felt aggrieved in her throat, and suddenly she lost the desire to talk.

"Find a place to eat breakfast first." Xie Yansheng didn't have dinner yesterday. He was hungry when the plane just landed, so he didn't pay attention to the twists and turns.

As Wen Lan responded, he looked around and saw a bun shop not far away. He hurriedly said, "Let's make do with it today, Mr. Xie?"

"The front is so dark, the boss must be a sloppy guy, it's no wonder the food he cooks is edible! Let's look for it again." After Xie Yansheng finished speaking, he walked forward along the street.

Wen Lan followed closely, but because he hadn't eaten breakfast and was walking too fast, he suddenly felt dizzy!

"Thank you! Help me!" In desperation, she shouted to the tall figure in front of her.

Xie Yansheng immediately turned around and saw Wen Lan's face was as pale as paper and her body was trembling slightly. He hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

She felt like there were stars in her eyes and she was exhausted all over. She put her head on Xie Yansheng's chest without thinking.

In the past, Xie Yansheng would have hugged her, but now he hesitated.

Because he thought of the child in Wen Lan's belly!

This child destroyed all his fantasies about Wen Lan and made him sober, reminding him of his current identity all the time.

Xie Yansheng stood there with his hands hanging down, letting her body lean on his shoulders.

The familiar warm fragrance of nephrite fell into his arms again, and Xie Yansheng only felt pity in his heart, without any lingering or charm.

"I'm suffering from hypoglycemia again. Can you help me find some sweets?" Her feeble voice rose and fell in Xie Yansheng's ears.

Xie Yansheng was both distressed and angry, "I asked an old Chinese doctor to prepare the Chinese medicine specially for you, but you didn't drink it, right?"

"I really can't drink Chinese medicine." Whether he could see Ji Minxin or not, he had to rely on the thank you banquet. Wen Lan didn't dare to offend him now, so he explained softly.

"Even if you are wrong, you always have your own reasons." Xie Yansheng could only help her into the porridge shop next to the bun shop.

When the porridge shop owner heard that Wen Lan had low blood sugar, he hurriedly brought a bowl of brown sugar taro balls and said with a smile, "My taro balls are very sweet!"

After Xie Yansheng sat down, he looked around the small porridge shop. All the decorations were low-cost, but the seats and windows were very clean, much better than the bun shop next door.

After ordering, Wen Lan had already eaten half of the brown sugar taro balls, and her face was much more relaxed.

The dizziness gradually disappeared, and she remembered to thank Xie Yansheng.

Xie Yansheng said "huh" without comment.

After the boss lady brought the breakfast they ordered, Wen Lan asked the boss lady how much it was and rushed to pay the bill.

Her actions fell into Xie Yansheng's eyes, and in return he received a few more sneers.

At the end of the meal, she tentatively asked: "Do you have any acquaintances here? Can you get through to the dean?"

"Just wait patiently, my friend will come at nine o'clock." Xie Yansheng put the phone on the dining table.

She looked up at the clock on the wall. It was not yet half past eight.

The two fell into silence, each looking at their phones, but in fact, they were not paying attention to their phones.

The waiting time was long, and for Wen Lan, sitting face to face with her ex-husband Xie Yansheng was even more difficult.

"Why don't you ask? Last night was my wedding night. Why did I come here?" Xie Yansheng suddenly spoke.