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Although Wen Lan's name was on the house title of "Shuyuan Mansion", she still suffered from insomnia when she slept in this unfamiliar environment for the first time.

So much so that when the phone on the bedside rang, she heard it very clearly.

It was a text message -

"Open the door, I'm at your door!"

It was sent by Xie Yansheng, and she felt a strong force through the screen.

Soon, there was a slow knock on the door outside the living room.

If Wen Lan hadn't received the text message in the middle of the night, she would have had a heart attack!

Open or not?

Xie Yansheng didn't give her any time to think, and the call rang soon.

Her fingers trembled slightly and clicked.

"Open the door." Xie Yansheng's deep voice revealed a long-lost desire.

She said unhappily: "I moved here on the first day, and you can find this place, it's really amazing."

"There are more amazing things, do you want to try, huh?" Xie Yansheng laughed playfully.

"I don't want to! You give me--"

Before she said the word "get out", Wen Lan immediately thought of the video, got off the bed and opened the security door of the living room.

Xie Yansheng had a faint smell of alcohol on him, and his eyes were burning and eager when he looked at her, no longer cold as when he was in "Number Nine".

Wen Lan reached out and was about to turn on the light in the living room, but was pressed against the wall at the door by Xie Yansheng!

She felt that before she could see Xie Yansheng's face clearly, Xie Yansheng's rapid breathing swept through her world.

Everything was familiar and logical.

Wen Lan was pretending to please him, but she still underestimated her desire and soon went from passive to active.

After being isolated from this matter for nearly half a year, she actually found that she was eager to be touched by Xie Yansheng in her bones.

At that moment, she thought of Nuannuan who died young, and curled up in Xie Yansheng's arms and cried.

"You really know how to choose the right time to cry!" Xie Yansheng's anger was half extinguished by her crying. He picked up the shirt that had just been thrown on the floor and put it on, looking at her house.

"There is nothing good about the neighborhood except the school. It's only more than 100 square meters at most. Is it worth it for you to take out a mortgage? When we divorced, the two million yuan my mother gave you was all given to Mr. Shen?"

Her mind was full of warmth, and she curled up at the head of the bed without responding.

"You have been with Mr. Shen, and now you have nothing. You are the stupidest woman I have ever seen." Xie Yansheng picked up the tissue on the bedside table and threw it at her.

She wiped her tears and said, "If I were not stupid, I would have been with you for two years and I would not have gotten a penny of breakup fee!"

"You are just trying to squeeze me. You carried Mr. Shen's baby for eight months, and what did he give you? Let alone the status, did he pay a penny for your hospitalization fee for giving birth?" Xie Yansheng's teeth were chattering with hatred.

She was so angry that her heart ached: "As the father of the child, you have never acknowledged the child's background from beginning to end! You have never fulfilled any obligations! You always push the child onto Shen Yi, an irrelevant person! Xie Yansheng, you really have no conscience at all!"

"Don't think that there is no evidence just because the child is gone, Wen Lan--" Xie Yansheng's eyes were filled with a long-suppressed scarlet, "I rushed to 'Anbeiqin' after you got into trouble--"

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

"You said more than once that the child is mine, and I also hope that the child is mine. But--" Xie Yansheng's eyes fell on Wen Lan like a sharp knife, "I found two DNA identification agencies to identify your child--"

The mockery in his eyes made Wen Lan's heart tremble, "The child is yours, so how can I lie! Even if you find a hundred paternity testing agencies, it is still yours!"

Xie Yansheng's face was gloomy, and he walked towards her and laughed at himself.

"What do you mean?" Wen Lan's spine began to chill.

"The results of the two paternity testing agencies are exactly the same. Your child has nothing to do with me!" Xie Yansheng's tone was cold.

"Impossible!" Wen Lan collapsed from the bed barefoot when she heard this, "Xie Yansheng, the child never got your recognition when she was alive, and now she is no longer in the world, and you are still slandering her!"

"These are the results of the two most authoritative DNA testing agencies in the country. See if I have wronged you and your daughter!" Xie Yansheng said sternly and opened the phone and put it under her eyes.

She trembled all over, took a look, and then collapsed on the floor.

It was clearly written on it that the fetus had nothing to do with Xie Yansheng!

Her heart seemed to be hammered hard by something, and the lingering pain soon spread to her limbs.

It took a lot of effort for her to slowly come back to her senses, "Are you sure there was no mistake in the middle?"

"My people monitored the whole process, and the possibility of error is zero." Xie Yansheng suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her neck and pressed her hard on the bed, his voice as cold as ice, "Before the paternity test, I was half-believing and half-doubting your words! After the paternity test, I even wanted to kill you!"

Wen Lan never dreamed that things would develop to this point. Despair and collapse occupied her heart. She closed her eyes and did not resist at all.

"What's more hateful is that you are still lying with your eyes open! You keep saying that the bastard is mine, isn't it just to use my hand to deal with Cheng Nijia? Wen Lan, you are dreaming!" Xie Yansheng leaned over and stared at her hatefully, and the strength of his hands became stronger and stronger.

The suffocation in her chest became stronger and stronger——

Now, Nuan Nuan is gone, and Xie Yansheng has come up with two paternity test results to clear himself of any relationship with Nuan Nuan. She suddenly felt that she had no motivation to live.

Xie Yansheng did not wait for the imagined resistance, and chose to let go when her little face gradually lost color.

The dull sound of the lock made Wen Lan's body spasm.

Xie Yansheng left, and her heart fell into the abyss of despair.

The heart-wrenching pain entangled her back and forth, making her even feel that breathing was a luxury.

She had only slept with Xie Yansheng, a man, so far in her life. What went wrong?

She thought so hard that her head hurt, but she couldn't come up with an answer.

She fell asleep when it was almost dawn.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when she woke up the next day. After a simple wash, she took her suitcase and took a taxi straight to TT.

She planned to stay in TT until the afternoon, go directly to the airport, and never return to Shuyuan Mansion.

When Wen Lan walked into TT, the girl at the front desk immediately shouted excitedly, "Designer Wen is back!"

"He's back. Is Mr. Zhou on the second floor?" Wen Lan put her suitcase away and asked with a smile.

The receptionist nodded, "Mr. Zhou had an appointment with someone to see the venue of the big show today, but when he heard that Designer Wen was coming, he turned it down."

Wen Lan first looked at the first floor. Except for the clothes displayed in the window, the other arrangements were the same as before she left.

Up to the second floor, knocked on the door of Zhou Qiao's office, and met Jiang Jingci's narrow eyes!