I can copy the three thousand avenues

Duan Wenzheng's words once again plunged Wen Lan into the abyss of despair.

Her eyes immediately turned red, and she choked up and said "thank you" to Duan Wenzheng.

When she handed the phone to Xiang Mo, Duan Wenzheng's voice came again, "Why not wait patiently? As long as there is news about Yansheng, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Brother Duan!" Wen Lan said this while crying.

Despite Xiang Mo's repeated requests, Wen Lan still booked a flight back to Jiangcheng.

After leaving the alley where Duan's family lived, Wen Lan first went back to "Wangjingli" to take out the string of eighteen seeds before going to the airport.

The eighteen seeds were carefully selected for her by Xie Yansheng. Xie Yansheng's whereabouts are unknown now, and she is afraid that the eighteen seeds will fall into the hands of others.

The flight back to Jiangcheng is at 8:30 in the evening, and before 6 o'clock, Jiang Jingci's calls bombarded her.

She did not escape. When Jiang Jingci asked her where she was, she directly said that she was in Beijing.

Jiang Jingci was very angry, but he still saved her face on the phone, "When will we arrive in Jiangcheng?"

"It's midnight when we arrive in Jiangcheng. It's not good to wake up the two children. I'd better go back to Shuyuan Mansion after landing." She said it very carefully.

Last night was her first night in Qiushuitai, and the unpleasant experience with Jiang Jingci was still vivid in her mind.

"Show me the ticket, no matter how late it is, I will pick you up at the airport." Jiang Jingci's tone left no room for negotiation.

Wen Lan knew that she couldn't beat him, so she said "OK" disappointedly.

After the call ended, Shen Yi called.

Now, she felt that she and Shen Yi were two parallel lines, gradually moving away, and there would never be any intersection again.

She had no desire to answer the call, and directly turned her phone to flight mode.

The plane landed in Jiangcheng, and Wen Lan saw Jiang Jingci, who was tall and straight, when she came out of the exit.

He was wearing a suit and shirt of abstinence, and he exuded a coldness that kept strangers away from him.

Jiang Jingci knew that her car was left in the airport parking lot. In order to take the same car with her back to the city, he specially asked someone to send him to the airport in advance.

He got into Wen Lan's car with a tense face and remained silent on the way back to Qiu Shui Terrace.

When the car drove into Qiu Shui Terrace, Jiang Jingci said the first sentence after they met, "In order to make your birthday unforgettable, I spent two days preparing for tonight's birthday party, but you went to Shangjing without even saying hello."

"Because there was a problem with a batch of fabrics, time was tight, so I didn't tell you." She lied.

Jiang Jingci looked at her with deep and difficult to read eyes, "Whatever you say is what it is."

Wen Lan pretended to be unaware of his sarcasm, parked the car in the parking space at the door of Jiang's house and turned off the engine.

Just as she was about to get out of the car, Jiang Jingci stopped her, "Let's talk."

"What to talk about?" She regretted it immediately after she said it.

At this time, Jiang Jingci naturally wanted to talk about her leaving without saying goodbye.

"My first marriage lasted only a few years, so I don't have much experience to draw on. Let's talk about how to get along in the future." Jiang Jingci's eyes were full of sincerity, ready to open his heart to Wen Lan.

Wen Lan thought Jiang Jingci was hitting her in a roundabout way, and perfunctorily said: "You'd better tell me what you want from me directly."

"I dare not ask you for anything!" Jiang Jingci was so angry at the disdain in her eyes that his heart ached, and his patience just ignited was half gone, "As long as you can consider my feelings before doing anything, I have nothing else to ask for."

Wen Lan was exhausted after going back and forth to Beijing, and she wanted to go back to the bedroom and have a good sleep immediately, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I'll remember everything you said."

"There's one more thing--" Jiang Jingci suddenly froze.

Wen Lan: "Go on, I'm listening."

"Yu Hui's parents already know about our marriage certificate. I want to invite you to dinner tomorrow night and get to know you. You must give me this face." Jiang Jingci's attitude was very strong.

Wen Lan was stunned for a while before she figured out who was going to invite her to dinner. Yu Hui's parents, Jiang Jingci's father-in-law and mother-in-law, Jiang Guan's grandparents!

"I don't know them, so there's no need to have dinner with them. If we really sit together, everyone will be embarrassed." Wen Lan just thought it was funny, "Old Jiang, don't give me a hard time."

"The two old people really want to see you, but they are mainly worried that Jiang Guan will not get along with you in the future. It's just a meal, I promise you that it will be over within an hour." Jiang Jingci's voice was a little humble.

"Sorry, I really can't go to the dinner tomorrow night."

Wen Lan's mind was all on Xie Yansheng, but she didn't have time to manage interpersonal relationships for Jiang Jingci!

"Think about it again, you can reply to me tomorrow." Jiang Jingci was not ready to give up.

"Jiang Jingci, you and I have no emotional foundation. Why did I get married with you? You know better than anyone! To be honest, I can't empathize with your relatives. Please don't force me!" She got out of the car and pushed open the door of Jiang's house.

Jiang Jingci followed closely behind, and the two went up to the second floor one after the other.

Wen Lan entered the bedroom and quickly locked and closed the door, leaving Jiang Jingci, who was a few steps slower, at the stairs.

Jiang Jingci had been angry for a long time, and stood at her door for a while, then returned to his bedroom dejectedly.

Wen Lan didn't take Jiang Jingci's words to heart at all. Before dawn the next day, she drove away from Qiushuitai and headed straight for the town where Li Daxian lived.

When people are desperate, they always place their spirits on illusory things.

After dealing with him twice, Wen Lan had no doubt about Li Daxian's predictions.

After Xie Yansheng got into trouble, she had the idea of ​​going to Li Daxian for advice again.

Zhou Qiao was hospitalized, and she was busy every day. She could only arrange to see Li Daxian in the morning.

What shocked Wen Lan was that the door of Li Daxian's house was closed, and there was a white mourning couplet on it!

She asked a neighbor, and the neighbor said that Li Daxian had a heart problem the day before yesterday. He was sent to the hospital but could not be rescued. He was buried yesterday.

Hearing this, Wen Lan really felt the impermanence of the world.

Ah, it's a pity that even with psychic abilities, it's hard to escape the fate of dying young.

She stood at the door of Li Daxian's house for a long time.

Shen Yi's calls one after another brought her back to reality.

The eleven mobile phone numbers flashing on the screen were both unforgettable in her past and what she could not avoid now.

Xie Yansheng has been transferred to another hospital and is still missing. Jiang Jingci puts pressure on her every day, and with the mountains of work, she is so annoyed that she has no mood to care about Shen Yi!

Shen Yi's call rang again, and she resolutely added the phone number to the blacklist!

Her world immediately became quiet, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and drove back to Jiangcheng.