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She had read both of the paternity test results that Xie Yansheng mentioned. They were two very authoritative testing agencies.

Every time she mentioned her child's life experience, Xie Yan's decisive and disgusted attitude didn't seem fake.

Her head hurt thinking about it, but she couldn't think of a reason.

After arriving at TT, Xiao Li and the others came up to us and chatted about interesting things about the New Year and the studio's development plans for the next year.

After not seeing each other for a few days, everyone was filled with joy of seeing each other again.

In the evening, Wen Lan hosted a dinner party for everyone at a Western restaurant and ordered two bottles of red wine.

I don't know who mentioned the child, but Wen Lan suddenly thought of Nuan Nuan, and her mood immediately dropped. She usually drank two more glasses of wine.

After returning to TT, Wen Lan was helped into the room by Xiao Li.

She was a little top-heavy due to the alcohol, and went to bed without even taking a shower.

When her cell phone rang, she hurriedly opened it when she saw it was Xie Yan, and asked feebly: "Are you in Jiangcheng?"

"I've been here a long time ago. Didn't I send you a message an hour ago?" Xie Yansheng's voice was as low as a whisper in her ear.

She pressed her forehead, which was so painful that it was about to explode, and said "Yeah."

"What's wrong? There's something wrong with my voice. Are you thinking of me, huh?" Xie Yan's voice became serious.

"I just had dinner with my colleagues and drank two glasses of red wine. I feel a little dizzy." She said slowly, "I remember you said that on the day I gave birth prematurely, I had already completed a caesarean section when you rushed to the hospital."

Whenever she thought about that day, her heart felt as if something had hit her so hard that it hurt like hell.

"Yes, I also saw your daughter who was born prematurely. She was covered in bruises. The doctor said she was not breathing when she came out!" Xie Yansheng's tone was a little more impatient.

Because the child Wen Lan gave birth to was not his, it was a humiliation that he didn't want to mention.

Wen Lan asked eagerly: "Are you sure that the child you saw at that time is mine?"

"The baby is gone, stop talking about that baby!" Xie Yansheng said irritably, "When I arrived at the hospital, Zhou Qiao was already outside the delivery room. If you really don't believe me, just ask Zhou Qiao! Tell the truth. , sometimes I quite envy your child’s father——”

"Xie Yansheng, you still don't believe me! The child I gave birth to is your child!" She roared in collapse.

The thank you voice over there was already emotional, "You are really drunk, have a good sleep, I will call you tomorrow."

Then, Wen Lan heard a busy signal ending the call.

Xie Yansheng didn’t believe her!

To this day, Xie Yansheng still doesn’t believe her!

As long as she didn't talk about Nuan Nuan, Xie Yansheng would do anything to her, dote on her, and do whatever he could to please her in bed.

But when it comes to Nuannuan, Xie Yansheng brings strong resistance and disgust!

Wen Lan's mind was filled with warmth, and as he thought about it, Yang Yang's little face appeared in front of him.

She resisted the discomfort of being drunk and picked up her cell phone to dial Jiang Guan's number.

Soon, Jiang Guan's voice calling "Sister Lan" rang in her ears.

"Yangyang should be healed now, right?" She said what she was most concerned about.

"I started drinking milk normally yesterday! Yangyang just woke up, and the nanny is playing with her in the baby room!" Jiang Guan said with a smile, "If Sister Lan wants to watch Yangyang, let's video chat on WeChat?"

"Okay." She agreed without thinking.

In less than two seconds, Jiang Guan sent a video invitation. She hurriedly stood up and adjusted her sitting position. When she clicked on it, she saw her pink face.

Yangyang was held by the nanny, with a pair of big round eyes and a tight mouth. She might have just finished feeding, and there was still a drop of milk hanging from the corner of her mouth.

After not seeing each other for a few days, she felt like she had grown up again.

"Yangyang——" When she called out this name, she felt an unconcealable joy in her heart.

Yangyang was too young. He just smacked his lips and was indifferent to her shouts.

"Sister Lan, don't worry, we are taking good care of Yangyang." Jiang Guan's voice came from the side, "After returning from the hospital, Lao Jiang didn't sleep well for two nights in a row to take care of Yangyang."

She clutched the phone tightly and stared at Yangyang's cute little face, not even willing to blink.

"Yangyang's diet has returned to normal, you don't have to worry." Jiang Jingci suddenly took Yangyang from the nanny's hands and looked at Wen Lan on the screen.

Wen Lan didn't want to see this man, but when he finally saw Yangyang, he resisted the disgust in his heart and turned his attention to Yangyang.

Yangyang's complexion was originally fair, but now her cheeks were covered with a healthy blush. Wen Lan shouted "Yangyang" twice more with a smile on her face.

Yangyang didn't react much to Wen Lan in front of the camera, and quickly yawned, his long eyelashes half-closed.

It was such an ordinary action, but it firmly grabbed Wen Lan's heart.

At this time, Jiang Jingci, who was holding Yang Yang, approached the camera, frowned and asked, "You don't look right, do you have a cold?"

"No." As she was speaking, a pain came from her forehead, and she hurriedly took out a hand to hold it down.

"Stay stubborn! Just take your time alone in Lincheng. If you really feel sick, go to the hospital." Jiang Jingci's eyes and voice were full of concern.

"We just had a dinner party and drank too much." When she said this, she still didn't look at Jiang Jingci. "Can you get Yangyang closer to the camera? I haven't seen her in two days and I really want to take a good look. she."

"You don't need to beat around the bush, just say you don't want to see me." Jiang Jingci wisely adjusted the position of Yangyang in his arms so that his face was out of the phone screen.

Yangyang closed her eyes and fell asleep in less than a minute. Her little mouth occasionally made sucking movements, which melted Wen Lan's heart.

For some reason, she would be extremely satisfied just to let her look at Yangyang.

"Yangyang is already asleep. If you let her face you again, she will be uncomfortable." Jiang Jingci put Yangyang flat in his arms and appeared on the screen again.

When their eyes met, Wen Lan quickly lowered her eyes, "It will be uncomfortable to hold her. You should put her back in the crib. Let's not talk for now. Thank Jiang Guan for me."

Jiang Jingci immediately called Wen Lan who was about to end the chat, "You are welcome to come back to Jiangcheng to see Yangyang at any time."

She did not respond and turned off her phone.

Perhaps because of the wine, she slept very deeply that night.

Before dawn the next day, she was awakened by thirst. When she got out of bed to pour water, she picked up her mobile phone which was set to silent mode and took a look.

There were two missed calls with Xie Yansheng, from half an hour ago.

Thinking of him questioning Nuannuan's life experience again last night, Wen Lan was angry and didn't reply.

Today is the first day of business after the New Year. Wen Lan washed up, ate something simple and went downstairs to work.

This busyness lasted the whole day.

People came and went on the first floor. Wen Lan was very skilled in communicating with customers and could always speak to the hearts of customers in a few words.

Before closing the store, she realized that today's customer flow and turnover far exceeded expectations.