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Xie Yansheng once gave Wen Lan a black card.

It is still lying in the drawer of the bedroom of Wenlan Shuyuan Mansion.

Wen Lan had never used it once and didn't know what the limit of the black card was.

But with Xie Yansheng's financial strength, she felt that it wouldn't be too bad.

Seeing her silence, Jiang Jingci spoke again: "Whether you want to be a true Mrs. Jiang or pay the compensation, please tell me right away. I'm very selfish and don't want to lose both my life and my wealth."

"Please give me a few days, I will raise money now." Wen Lan gathered up his messy clothes and told him the answer.

It was precisely because Jiang Jingci knew Wen Lan's financial situation and social life well and knew that as long as Xie Yansheng did not help, even if Zhou Qiao lent Wen Lan a sum of money, it would not be enough to pay the compensation, he rushed to force Wen Lan to make a decision. choose.

When Wen Lan said "raising money", it still exceeded his psychological expectations.

He was so happy to show his heart to Wen Lan, how could he care about money!

The purpose of using sky-high compensation to pressure Wen Lan was to get Wen Lan to quit and be Mrs. Jiang in peace and contentment.

"I can't give you much time. Pay the compensation in one lump sum before dark today, and the grievances between us will be wiped out. Otherwise -" Jiang Jingci was driven crazy by the disgust in her eyebrows, "You can only continue Be Mrs. Jiang. I’m not ready to give up on the last two suggestions I just mentioned.”

"Okay." Wen Lan took a deep breath and went downstairs without looking back.

Jiang Jingci didn't expect that she would be so decisive, and he was so angry that he walked around in the study room.

Wen Lan passed by the living room on the first floor and saw Yangyang being held in the arms of the nanny, staring at her with a smile.

In an instant, her heart immediately softened.

"Yangyang, let Auntie give him a hug again." She ran over quickly, took Yangyang and kissed her forehead.

Her chubby little hands carelessly touched Wen Lan's face, and Wen Lan stared longingly at the pink little girl in her arms.

I have to say that the little girl was well taken care of in Jiangzhai. She was plump and clean.

Jiang Jingci also took great care of the little girl. The food and clothing expenses were all from foreign brands. Even a saliva towel hanging around his neck cost three digits.

If Xie Yansheng's black card could help her pay off the compensation, she would break up with Jiang Jingci and never come to Qiushuitai again, and naturally she would never see Yangyang again.

Thinking of this, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable, as if something had stabbed her heart.

Yangyang giggled, completely unaware of her mood at this time.

"I've been with Yangyang all day long, but I haven't seen Yangyang like me that much. She really likes being with my wife! When she grows up, Yangyang will definitely be Mr. and Mrs.'s personal little cotton-padded jacket." The nanny on the side complimented Wen Lan. Come.

Wen Lan felt a lot of reluctance in her heart, but she still made up her mind to return Yangyang to the nanny and left Qiushuitai.

After getting the black card at Shuyuan Mansion, Wen Lan immediately called the service number on it and was told that if the limit exceeded seven digits, the card owner must perform facial verification.

For a moment, disappointment and despair surged into Wen Lan's heart at the same time.

She collapsed and collapsed on the floor, almost crying.

Xie Yansheng is missing now, so why would he come to clean her face?

After she gathered all her negative emotions, she dialed Duan Wenzheng's number.

Duan Wenzheng didn't pick up the call the first time, but he picked up the call the second time.

Wen Lan cleared his throat eagerly and asked, "Brother Duan, have you heard anything about Xie Yansheng?"

"Not yet." Duan Wenzheng was startled for a moment, then laughed sarcastically, "Do I want to congratulate you and Jiang Jingci on your wedding?"

Wen Lan didn't expect that Duan Wenzheng also knew about it, and his cheeks turned red with embarrassment, "My ability is limited, so I have to ask Brother Duan for help." M.

"Isn't it enough that you have Jiang Jingci? Please give Yansheng a way out!" Duan Wenzheng gritted his teeth and said, "I heard that Yansheng ended up like this just to save you!"

"It was indeed me who harmed him." Wen Lan said with a tearful voice, "So when Xie Yan's life was at stake, I chose to marry Jiang Jingci - in exchange, Jiang Jingci asked his people to give Xie Yan Sheng was sent to the hospital in time and saved his life.”

"Why did Jiang Jingci get to this point!" Duan Wenzheng's voice on the other end suddenly rose, "Jiang Jingci made it known to everyone that you are getting married next Saturday very early in the morning. If you don't tell me, I'll still I thought you married him willingly!"

"If it weren't for waiting for the thank you banquet, I might have married Jiang Jingci long ago." Wen Lan said slowly.

"You can wait for my news with peace of mind. No matter what method you use, you must find out the whereabouts of the banquet. Jiang Jingci and I can also talk a few words, but I don't know if he will give me this face." Duan Wenzheng sighed. "If there's anything else you need help with, just ask."

Wen Lan quickly thanked him.

Although Duan Wenzheng said this, the amount of compensation was too large and she couldn't open her mouth.

She put down her phone and sat on the floor for two hours before replying in despair.

Since you don’t have enough money to get out of your marriage with Jiang Jingci, then work hard and make money!

Before getting off work, Jiang Jingci came to TT and knocked on her office door.

The moment their eyes met, each other's eyes were cold.

"I'm here to wait for the results." Jiang Jingci was the first to break the silence.

She lowered her eyes in defeat, "I can't afford the compensation."

"Then go back to Qiushuitai and prepare with me for the wedding next week." Jiang Jingci's eyebrows were filled with the joy of winning.

"You go first. I'll go back to Qiushuitai when I finish the work at hand." She deliberately picked up a few design drawings and pretended to be busy.

Jiang Jingci pulled a chair over and sat beside her, saying softly, "You are the focus of my life now. Let's go back together when you finish your work."

With Jiang Jingci sitting beside her, she felt uncomfortable all over. She quickly turned off the computer, put away the messy drawings on the table, picked up her handbag and went downstairs.

Jiang Jingci "invited" her to the co-pilot of his car.

When the car started, she looked out the window quietly like a submissive little wife without saying a word.

After Jiang Jingci drove her back to Shuyuan Mansion to pick up her luggage, he did not rush back to Qiushuitai, but came to a western restaurant with a good taste.

Wen Lan was very upset. After the car stopped, she said several times that she was not hungry.

"After you left Qiushuitai this morning, I reflected for a long time and felt that I had done a lot of things wrong. Today's dinner is my apology for you." Jiang Jingci smiled, as if he was a different person from this morning.

Wen Lan had no intention of getting off the car, and said perfunctorily, "I should reflect on myself. I'm tired all day, I want to rest early, or go back to Qiushuitai."

Jiang Jingci couldn't bear to see her suffer at all, and immediately prepared to turn back and get in the car.

Suddenly, a familiar woman's laughter sounded from not far away.

This voice made Wen Lan's blood boil!