I can copy the three thousand avenues

When Wen Lan said she couldn't go to Qiushuitai, she felt inexplicably relieved.

Jiang Jingci on the other end of the phone thought he had heard it wrong, "My two children and I have packed everything, are you kidding?"

"No kidding, I really can't go. I caught a cold last night because I didn't close the window. I just took medicine and am going to sleep for a while. Don't bother me." She didn't want to say anything more to Jiang Jingci now, and she turned off the phone directly after she finished speaking.

Xie Yansheng, who had been silent all the time, said with a stern face: "You are not allowed to associate with Jiang Jingci in the future."

"If I hadn't met Jiang Yang, I wouldn't have gone to Qiushuitai yesterday." She thought of Yangyang's cute little face again, and her mood inexplicably became heavier, "Don't you know how cute Yangyang is?"

"I have no blood relationship with you at all, so what if she is cute?" Xie Yansheng snorted disdainfully.

For some reason, her mind was full of Yangyang, "I just like Yangyang."

"Jiang Jingci's adopted daughter, no matter how much you like her, just forget it!" Xie Yansheng reminded her, "Jiang Jingci, that old fox, has a daughter at this time. It's obvious that he is using the child as a tool to play the emotional card and take advantage of your loss of your daughter to get close to you!"

Wen Lan had thought of this a long time ago, but when she saw Yangyang, all her rationality was thrown out of the window.

"You're right. No matter how good Yangyang is, it has nothing to do with me. From now on, I will stay away from Jiang Jingci's family." She sighed.

She felt that she had not yet come out of the grief of losing her daughter, because every time she hugged Yangyang, she thought of Yangyang as Nuannuan.

Now, she really should sort out her mood and come out of her unrealistic fantasy.

Because it was New Year's Eve, there were not many vehicles on the road, and the two quickly got on the highway.

Xie Yansheng was driving, and she curled up in the passenger seat, holding her chin with one hand and staring at Xie Yansheng.

"What are you thinking about again?" Xie Yansheng was stared at by Wen Lan for a long time, and he was not used to it.

Because only when the two of them quarreled could he enjoy this kind of long-term staring treatment.

"When we divorced, I never thought that I could reconcile with you." She said slowly, "This life is really bloody."

"If you had made less trouble at the beginning, this marriage would not be divorced." Xie Yansheng laughed softly, "I just got a few more beatings from the old man."

"You are a scumbag with no bottom line. I get angry when I see you. If I don't divorce you, are you waiting for you to anger me to death?" She started a verbal battle with Xie Yansheng.

"As long as you talk about the past, you are like taking gunpowder! From now on, let's only talk about the future, and no one is allowed to mention the past." Xie Yansheng compromised immediately.

"Then don't talk about it." She looked at the man beside her with worried eyes, "You said you would solve all the troubles within half a year. I want to know how you will solve it?"

"Don't worry about it." Xie Yansheng said in a deep voice, "I have my own way."

"In addition to your parents, your troubles also include An Zhen's family. With your own strength alone--" She stared at Xie Yansheng's profile worriedly and couldn't say anything more.

Xie Yansheng smiled and looked at her, "You actually feel sorry for me?"

"I don't feel sorry for you! I just don't want to be sneaking around like this for too long!" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "Since you're out, I won't talk about these troubles."

"Lanlan, you finally think about things from my perspective. Whether your worries are useful or not, I should feel relieved." Xie Yansheng's voice was surprisingly gentle, "I suddenly found that it feels good to be remembered by others."

"Remembering is to discipline. You are used to being unruly. You may feel fresh at first, but you will get bored after a long time." She poured cold water on Xie Yansheng.

"Unruly——" Xie Yansheng bit his lip and said, "It's an illusion. I'm very eager to discipline you."

The two of them were not in a hurry, so they stopped and started on the highway. It was dark when they arrived in Meicheng.

Before Xie Yansheng drove away from Jiangcheng, he booked a five-star resort hotel in the suburbs on his mobile phone.

The hotel is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with pleasant scenery. It is a good place to eat, drink and play.

After checking in and going upstairs, Wen Lan found that Xie Yansheng had booked a spacious suite with a large balcony.

Xie Yansheng said that there were fireworks and folk performances in the nearby park, and he wanted to take Wen Lan to watch the excitement.

Wen Lan was a little tired from the car ride. She lay on the bed without even taking off her coat, and said lazily: "Let me take a breath first."

"I'll take a shower and change clothes first, you take a good rest." Xie Yansheng leaned over and pecked her lips, then took the bathrobe to the bathroom.

Wen Lan was just tired, not sleepy at all, so she turned on her mobile phone that she had turned off for several hours.

Jiang Jingci's missed calls were flooding the screen, so she ignored them and started reading the news.

The screen was filled with the joy of the New Year. The bigwigs in various fields were giving similar New Year greetings in the media. Wen Lan was bored and was about to put down her phone and close her eyes to rest when Zhou Qiao called.

The call was connected, and Zhou Qiao's anxious voice came: "Lanlan, Lao Jiang said that your phone has been unreachable since 2 pm. Are you okay?"

"What can happen to me? I just woke up after taking cold medicine." She had no intention of confessing to Zhou Qiao for the time being.

"Are you in Shuyuan Mansion now?" Zhou Qiao did not believe her words and asked.

She just said "Yes" with a stiff upper lip, and Zhou Qiao said, "You are too bad at lying. You can't even fool Jiang Jingci, and you want to fool me?"

Wen Lan got up in a hurry, "I was bored spending the New Year alone in Jiangcheng, so I went back to Lincheng in the afternoon."

"Really?" Zhou Qiao was half-believing and half-doubting.

"Believe it or not!" She said calmly, "I returned to Lincheng early to avoid Jiang Jingci."

"If you said you were in Lincheng, then you're in Lincheng." Zhou Qiao changed the subject, "How did you solve the paparazzi's blockade of Shuyuan Mansion yesterday?"

"I didn't care. Xie Yansheng solved it." She was afraid that Zhou Qiao would find out if they talked for too long, so she hurriedly found a reason to end the call.

Xie Yansheng came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, and asked while wiping her wet short hair: "Who's calling?"

"Zhou Qiao." She answered without thinking.

"Are you here to matchmake for the Jiang guy again?" Xie Yansheng was full of jealousy and held her in his arms.

She hurriedly explained: "You just asked me where I was. It has nothing to do with Jiang Jingci. I said I was back in Lincheng."

"This seems to be the first time I feel that I am more important to you than Zhou Qiao." Xie Yansheng's ending tone and eyes were like hooks, instantly hooking out her desire hidden in her bones!

Her eyes were burning, and she reached out to tear open Xie Yansheng's nightgown.

When Xie Yansheng pressed her against her, her eyes were like spring water, and she turned over and climbed on Xie Yansheng.

She smiled and murmured in Xie Yansheng's ear, "I'm on top this time."

At this moment, Xie Yansheng's mobile phone on the bedside table rang.

He picked up the phone and wanted to turn it to silent, but unexpectedly turned on the speakerphone, and Mr. Xie's voice sounded: "An Zhen accidentally fell in the corridor and has been sent to the delivery room. Why don't you come to the hospital quickly!"