I can copy the three thousand avenues

Wen Lan's sobs were very mocking to Xie Yan's ears.

"With me here, what are you afraid of?" As soon as he tried to embrace Wen Lan, Wen Lan avoided him with disgust.

"Thank you Yansheng, it's precisely because you are here that I have these countless troubles! If you can't resolve today's matter, I will -" Wen Lan stared at the man opposite him with red eyes and said bitterly.

"What do you think?" Xie Yansheng came towards her, put her upper body under his eyes, and smiled lightly, "Are you going to stop sleeping with me next time, huh?"

"You are still in the mood to joke now!" She was so embarrassed and angry that she raised her hand and hit Xie Yansheng in the face.

Xie Yansheng did not hide, but frowned slightly, waiting for the slap to come.

But when her palm was still two or three centimeters away from Xie Yansheng's cheek, she suddenly stopped.

"What, you can't bear to leave again?" Xie Yansheng's deep eyes were full of disbelief, and he deliberately put his face on her frozen palm, "All your troubles are caused by me, you have hatred, towards me I'll come."

The more he said this, the more reluctant Wen Lan was to do it.

Their eyes intertwined in the air.

Xie Yansheng's Adam's apple twitched, and he put his arms around her waist and brought her into his arms, "Trust me this time, I will definitely deal with the paparazzi outside. It just takes some time, so don't chase me away tonight."

The last sentence was obviously a plea, but it seemed to have a hook on it, and it caught Wen Lan distractedly.

She readily agreed.

Because now she has no choice but to place her hopes on Xie Yansheng.

She bought a lot of ingredients at the supermarket yesterday afternoon. Even if they don't go out for three to five days, the two of them won't starve to death.

"You are the cause of the trouble. It's time to resolve it with sincerity." Wen Lan looked at Xie Yansheng very seriously, "Xie Yansheng, I can't afford to offend your family and An Zhen. As long as you can stand up If you think about it from my perspective, you shouldn’t put me in this predicament again!”

"Have you ever thought about who tipped the paparazzi on my coming to Shuyuan Mansion?" Xie Yansheng smoothed her messy long hair for her.

She shook her head, "The top priority is to shut the mouths of all media and prevent them from talking nonsense online."

"Don't worry, Li Duan is already working on it." Xie Yansheng asked with a deep smile, "Answer my last question."

She frowned and was the first to deny An Zhen, who was in the hospital expecting to give birth, and asked tentatively, "Is it Cheng Nijia?"

"Cheng Nijia has returned to Lincheng." Xie Yan said with a faint smile, "Guess again."

Only then did Wen Lan think of Jiang Jingci.

At this time, Xie Yansheng's mobile phone WeChat rang.

Xie Yansheng clicked and glanced, then put the phone screen in front of Wen Lan with a sneer, "Take a good look at your all-pervasive Mr. Jiang."

Wen Lan took the phone and saw at a glance that it was a surveillance video. The time scrolling on it was 12:45 noon.

Jiang Jingci got off the car in the parking lot below her unit building with a large thermal bucket.

But before reaching the elevator entrance, he turned around and went in another direction. Then, another surveillance camera showed Jiang Jingci staring at Xie Yansheng's car.

It was obviously a car, so Jiang Jingci looked at it for five minutes before turning back to his own car.

After getting in the car, Jiang Jingci opened the door again, threw the thermos bucket into the trash can and drove away.

Every expression of Jiang Jingci can be clearly seen in the video. Even across the screen, Wen Lan can feel the deep despair and anger coming from Jiang Jingci.

"Jiang Jingci came to deliver meals to you to show his courtesy. He saw my car in the parking lot and guessed that I was in it, so he had the idea of ​​revenge." Xie Yansheng said with a bit of joy in his tone, "You should know by now , What exactly is a gentleman in my heart?"

Wen Lan was silent.

Ever since Jiang Jingci admitted that he had sent the video to An Zhen, her understanding of Jiang Jingci had undergone earth-shaking changes.

It was obviously reasonable to let the paparazzi know that Xie Yansheng was in Shuyuan Mansion, but at this moment Wen Lan had the illusion that Jiang Jingci had stripped him naked and thrown him on the street for everyone to watch.

Jiang Jingci's image of a humble gentleman in her heart completely collapsed.

She thought again of Yangyang, such a lovely child. If he was influenced by Jiang Jingci for a long time, would his views be distorted when he grew up?

Soon she felt that she was meddling in other people's business. Yangyang was Jiang Jingci's daughter, and what she would look like in the future had nothing to do with her!

"Are you disappointed in Mr. Jiang? Are you sad?" Xie Yansheng thought she was thinking about Jiang Jingci and snorted, "I really want to know, what kind of sweetness did you give him that made him miss you so much?"

She was brought back to reality by Xie Yansheng's sinister ridicule, and said, "I don't know what kind of sweetness I gave you, but you are still chasing me after we got divorced!"

"You have given me so much sweetness." Xie Yansheng's breath suddenly fell between her lips and teeth, "Just now, I was willing to die on you."

Upon hearing this, her face immediately turned red, and she hurriedly pushed away the thank-you banquet and closed the curtains in all rooms.

"I haven't had lunch yet, and you and I won't be able to go out for a while. You go get something to eat, and I'll deal with the paparazzi outside." Xie Yansheng held her phone and went to the master bedroom.

In fact, Wen Lan was hungry when the two of them were in bed.

I found some ingredients from the refrigerator, steamed rice, and fried two vegetables and one meat in front of the video on the Internet.

During the few months that Wen Lan was in Lincheng, he had a big belly most of the time.

TT has a dedicated cooking aunt who is very skilled in cooking and treats her well. Even on weekends, she will make semi-finished meals in advance and put them in the refrigerator. She will put them in a pot and heat them up, so her cooking skills now are better than those in Jiangcheng. It's still too late.

When she and Xie Yansheng sat face to face at the same table, she felt an unreal feeling in her heart.

When she bought the house, she never dreamed that Xie Yansheng would sit here one day!

"Your cooking skills are still so bad." Xie Yansheng used chopsticks to pick up a few hard rice, "How did you survive in Lincheng until now, huh?"

"If you think it tastes bad, don't eat it!" She chewed the rice that was a little bit hard on her throat and said, "There are frozen dumplings in the refrigerator. If you really can't eat it, go cook dumplings."

Xie Yansheng put down his bowl and chopsticks, poured the rice for both of them into the rice cooker, added half a bowl of warm water, and turned on the steaming switch.

He found some ingredients from the refrigerator, brought the two vegetarian dishes and one meat dish on the table to the kitchen, and put them back into the pot one by one. He added some other side dishes to the salty ones, and added oyster sauce and soy sauce to the light ones.

Wen Lan looked at Xie Yansheng who was busy, and her heartstrings seemed to be touched by something.

Xie Yansheng was also a person who had never touched housework. He rarely cooked and had no cooking experience. He didn't even wear an apron when heating the dishes.

Wen Lan felt sorry for the shirt he was wearing, so she quickly picked up the apron and put it around Xie Yansheng from behind.

When she tied the apron for Xie Yansheng, Xie Yansheng had just turned off the gas stove, and he put his hands around her waist and kissed her lips.