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Wen Lan almost sat up from the bed with excitement!

Little skirt, isn’t it just for girls?

She has always dreamed of giving birth to a girl!

"My baby is a girl, right?" She looked carefully at the doctor who was staring at the color ultrasound screen.

"It is forbidden to determine the gender of the fetus!" The doctor said with a straight face, and deliberately pointed at the banner on the wall that said "It is forbidden to determine the gender of the fetus." "The baby is very healthy. Just follow the date in the maternity and childbirth manual for prenatal check-ups."

"Okay." Wen Lan covered her heart and took two full minutes to calm down.

After getting all the prenatal examination forms and having them read by a gynecologist, Wen Lan let out a long sigh of relief.

For her now, nothing is more important than her baby's health!

She just felt refreshed and refreshed as never before, and everything she looked at seemed pleasing to the eye.

From the elevator to the parking lot, she kept her hand on her belly and a smile on her lips.

Maybe, this is what it feels like to be a mother!

The color ultrasound sheet showed that the baby was fifteen weeks and three days today. Counting the due date, it was still in September of the lunar calendar, and the weather would be cooler at that time.

Now, she is preparing for the birth of her baby!

In order to make it easier for everyone to travel, Zhou Qiao bought a second-hand car worth more than 100,000 yuan in Lincheng on the second day after the opening. The car key was placed at the front desk so that everyone could drive it when going out.

Wen Lan drove out of the hospital parking lot. He originally wanted to go to a big-name maternity and baby store to shop for goods, but he gave up the idea when he realized that he was a clothing designer.

When she was six years old, Ji Minxin had a car accident and became a vegetative state, and she lost her mother's love.

Now that she has a daughter, she not only wants to hold her daughter in the palm of her hand and care for her, but also watch her go to college, work, and get married...

She has already had a thought——

You must let your daughter grow up wearing clothes designed and made by her!

She parked her car on the side of the road, found a store selling high-end baby fabrics on her mobile phone, navigated there, and bought a lot of colorful fabrics.

There are ones with cartoon characters, little flowers and grass, and there are also ones in macaron colors and plaid patterns. All the fabrics are gathered together, and not a single shopping cart is filled.

So much so that when checking out, the store owner asked her if she was in the business of customizing baby clothes.

She proudly replied: "It's for my daughter!"

On the way back, Wen Lan thought of a name for the baby again.

The baby was going to be named Wen after her, and the word "warmth" came to her mind first.

After living for more than 20 years, she only received warmth and love before she was six years old. She hopes that her daughter can live in warmth from childhood to adulthood.

Warmth is such a nice and warm name, that’s it!

This month, Xie Yansheng and Jiang Jingci didn't bother her. She focused all her attention on her work, and her daily work efficiency was surprisingly high.

She had a prenatal checkup in the morning, found out the gender of the baby, bought a lot of soft baby fabrics, and named the baby. She felt that she had gained a lot.

ttOn a pedestrian street, after Wen Lan parked the car in the parking lot, he could only put the fabrics into his folding trolley.

She bought too much fabric, and she estimated that she would need to do it twice more to move it all.

Just as I closed the trunk of the car, the phone rang.

It was Jiang Guan, whom he had not contacted for many days.

Today is Monday, Jiang Guan should be at school at this time.

Wen Lan found a quiet place and clicked on his phone.

"Sister Lan, I am Jiang Guan." Jiang Guan's voice had the hoarseness unique to boys in adolescence.

Out of politeness, Wen Lan said "Oh", "It's Jiang Guan, aren't you going to class today? Why did you remember to call me?"

"Sister Lan has been away from Lincheng for more than a month. Do you know what Lao Jiang has been doing?" Jiang Guan spoke with the tone of a young adult.

When Wen Lan heard "Lao Jiang", he felt like the past was coming back.

"Sorry, I've been too busy recently. I really don't know what happened in Jiangcheng." She did not say "Jiang Jingci's" name.

"Lao Jiang bought the Jinding Building and spent another 90 million to start a gaming company. As soon as the company completed its recruitment, it started to compete tit-for-tat with 'Shengfeng'. At the auction the day before yesterday, he fought for a blue and white porcelain tea set and a thank you banquet. Get down!"

Jiang Guan calmed down, "I feel that he is no longer the cautious and calm Lao Jiang who knew how to advance and retreat."

Wen Lan was stunned, she didn't know this.

Although Xie Yansheng and Jiang Jingci were still in her address book, she had no communication with them for more than a month.

When she was not busy, she would chat with Zhou Qiao on the phone for a while. Zhou Qiao never mentioned them, so she knew nothing about them.

"Sister Lan, you should know best why Lao Jiang is like this." Jiang Guan said again, "I know you don't like my Lao Jiang, but now he regards Xie Yansheng as an imaginary enemy, and no one can persuade him. Listen! I feel like it would be different if you were the one trying to persuade him. Please either persuade Lao Jiang to stop messing around, or -"

Wen Lan was heartbroken to hear this.

"Just reject Lao Jiang completely so that he will never see the possibility of being with you. Let him look back earlier and stop going further down the road of stupidity!" Jiang Guan sighed after finishing speaking. Voice.

Across the screen, Wen Lan could clearly feel Jiang Guan's worry about Jiang Jingci.

She bit her lip, "Jiang Guan, I don't know anything about what you said. In fact, I broke up with Lao Jiang before I came to the city. I haven't had any contact with him for more than a month. If you ask me to persuade him, I I really don’t know how to speak.”

"But everything that Lao Jiang is doing now is because of you, Sister Lan, you can't just ignore it!" Jiang Guan had no intention of compromising, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lao Jiang likes you, and you're thinking about Xie Yansheng, that's why-"

"Nonsense! How could I think about a divorced ex-husband!" Wen Lan interrupted Jiang Guan with a guilty conscience, "Lao Jiang and I will not contact or interact in the future. With his intelligence, he will definitely know that there is no possibility of getting back together with me, and it won't take long for him to completely give up."

"Sister Lan--"

Jiang Guan wanted to say something, but Wen Lan had no desire to listen anymore and ended the call in advance.

Her good mood was disturbed by this sudden call.

She walked back to TT with a small cart full of fabrics.

Before she walked into the revolving door, she saw Zhou Qiao, who was chatting and laughing in the exhibition hall on the first floor.

"When did you come--" As soon as she opened her mouth, her joyful eyes dimmed immediately.

Because, standing next to Zhou Qiao was Jiang Jingci, who had not been seen for many days.

Jiang Jingci was dressed in a suit and tie, and his sharp features no longer had the gentleness and elegance of the past. Even through a glass door, Wen Lan could feel the hostility in him.

At this time, Jiang Jingci's cold eyes had already fallen on her.