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Xie Yansheng's words were full of sarcasm, which was harsh to Wen Lan. She said coldly: "Cheng Nijia took my daughter's life. Do you think I will let her live happily?"

"You are not naive enough to think that Cheng Nijia will be punished as long as the video is sent out, right?" Xie Yansheng's eyes were fixed on her.

Her appearance and figure really grew to the top of Xie Yansheng's heart. After not seeing her for two months, she was still as beautiful as before, but pale and thin, with hatred in her watery eyes.

"Just send the video to me, don't worry about the rest." She gradually calmed down and expressed her position again.

Xie Yansheng snorted disdainfully: "I'll give you the video, and let you shake the tree with an ant. I'm afraid you won't even know how you died by then."

"My daughter is gone, and I'm no different from a walking corpse if I live." Her voice was dim, "Just help me."

"The Shen guy is really capable. Jian Ning just gave birth to a son for him last month, and the old man was so angry that he broke off the father-daughter relationship with her." Xie Yansheng laughed coldly, "You gave birth to a dead baby for him, and you feel that life has no meaning to live. What a true love!"

"I've said many times that my child is not Shen Yi's!" Xie Yansheng's words made her feel inexplicably humiliated, and she refuted sharply.

"Whose?" Xie Yansheng thought of the two paternity tests that made him collapse and despair, and asked sarcastically.

"Yours!" Wen Lan blurted out.

"Mine?" Xie Yansheng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes turned sarcastic when he looked at Wen Lan. "You said it was mine when you were just pregnant. Now she's dead, and you still say it's mine. There's really no evidence."

"Cheng Nijia not only hurt my daughter, but also your daughter! Xie Yansheng, even if you are grateful for Cheng Nijia's life-saving grace and are reluctant to hurt her, please give me that video for the sake of my eight months of pregnancy!"

At this time, Wen Lan was already desperate for Xie Yansheng.

When Xie Yansheng heard her say "life-saving grace", his expression immediately froze, "Who told you that Cheng Nijia saved my life?"

"Cheng Nijia said it herself." Wen Lan looked at Xie Yansheng, and did not reveal Cheng Dafang.

"What else did she tell you?" Xie Yansheng realized that Wen Lan already knew the true relationship between him and Cheng Nijia, but there was no relief in his eyes.

"She told me about your past and Cheng Cheng's life story." Wen Lan looked at Xie Yansheng with resentment and bitterness, "If I had known this earlier, you and I might not have ended up like this."

"Cheng Nijia put a knife on my wrist and forced me to use the oath my parents swore. As long as she doesn't say it, this stain on me will never be washed away in my life."

Xie Yansheng's eyes were gloomy, and he thought of the results of the two paternity tests again, and sneered, "You are telling me this now, do you want to use me to avenge Cheng Nijia for your daughter?"

Wen Lan was stunned, and deep despair filled her internal organs.

She never dreamed that Nuannuan had never been recognized by Xie Yansheng from the time she was pregnant to the time she left.

"Xie Yansheng." She stared at the careless man opposite her and trembled, "Forward that video to me!"

"Don't even think about it." Xie Yansheng said indifferently and turned back to the private room.

In fact, before Wen Lan's ability could compete with Cheng Nijia, the video would only bring more trouble to Wen Lan.

Wen Lan knew that as long as Xie Yansheng decided something, it would not change in a short time, so she had to leave "No. 9" in a bad mood.

The white Polo she used as a means of transportation in Jiangcheng had some engine problems because it had not been driven for a long time. She tried many times before coming to "No. 9" but failed to start the engine.

While waiting for a taxi on the roadside, Wen Lan booked a flight to Lincheng tomorrow afternoon.

Tomorrow morning, she will go back to TT to see and meet Zhou Qiao, and then she will go back.

Now that Nuannuan is gone, making money is no longer important to her. Now she just wants to help Zhou Qiao and let the performance of Lincheng Studio reach a new level before the end of this year.

It was early winter, and the wind was already a bit biting. She wore a thin black cashmere coat before going out. She stood on the roadside for less than ten minutes and sneezed several times in a row.

A familiar black low-end car slowly drove towards her and stopped by the roadside.

Her attention was always on the green taxis shuttling back and forth at the intersection. Jiang Jingci called her name twice before she heard it.

She looked up and met Jiang Jingci's joyful eyes.

Jiang Jingci was dressed in a suit and tie. The former gentleness in his eyebrows was no longer found, replaced by a deepness that could not be seen at a glance.

Before she could speak, Jiang Jingci took the initiative to greet her: "When did you come back?"

"In the morning." Although they hadn't seen each other for several months, Wen Lan still had no intention of getting too close to him. She just glanced at him lightly and continued to look at the taxi.

"Where are you going? I'll take you." Jiang Jingci saw that she was waiting for a car and turned the co-pilot of his car.

"No need." Wen Lan had long been afraid of this paranoid man and refused.

Jiang Jingci's heart seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible big hands, and then fiercely mixed together, giving him the illusion of suffocation.

After not seeing her for so many days, he thought he could get rid of this woman named Wen Lan from his heart, but not only did he fail to do so, Wen Lan still took root in his heart.

He watched Wen Lan get into the taxi, and his mind was full of Wen Lan's cute appearance just now.

When the piercing phone call rang, he came back to his senses.

A calm middle-aged woman's voice came from the mobile phone, "Sir, Yang Yang will be two months old tomorrow, and the community hospital just called and said it's time to take polio sugar pills. Should I take her there tomorrow morning, or should I take her there?" ?”

"I'll take her there, just ask Sister Chen to follow." When Jiang Jingci heard the word "泳泱", all the displeasure he received from Wen Lan was immediately wiped away.

After returning to the car, Jiang Jingci dialed Zhou Qiao's phone number.

After the call was connected, there was no greeting and he went straight to the topic, "I just saw Wen Lan. How many days will she stay in Jiangcheng this time?"

"Lan Lan came back this time because the rental house in Blue Water Bay has expired. He has moved out today and will return to Lincheng tomorrow afternoon." Zhou Qiao is always filled with excitement every time he hears Jiang Jingci mention Wen Lan. Melancholy, "Lao Jiang, she has been in a very depressed mood since her child died. Please stop disturbing her."

"I still have this bit of self-awareness." After Jiang Jingci finished speaking, he hung up the phone lonely.

On the way back to "Shuyuan Mansion", Wen Lan packed a dinner at a porridge shop where he used to eat.

I was already ravenous, but when I saw the pink and tender baby room, I burst into tears and lost my appetite in an instant.