I can copy the three thousand avenues

Wen Lan woke up and found herself lying in the master bedroom on the second floor of Qiushui Terrace.

All she could see was festive red.

On the wall hung a huge wedding photo of her and Jiang Jingci, and on the small table in the bedroom was a photo of the two of them.

The red bedding and red window paper-cuts made her eyes uncomfortable.

"Wake up." Jiang Jingci's voice came from the French window in front of the balcony.

She hurriedly got up and checked her whole body as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, she was still wearing the same clothes she wore in Country M.

She saw her bag on the bedside table and hurriedly went to look for her phone inside, but she couldn't find it even after searching twice. M.

"Don't look for it. I'll keep your phone for the time being." Jiang Jingci glanced at her lightly, his voice without any warmth.

Wen Lan immediately lost her composure and stood up from the bed angrily: "What do you mean? Do you want to control my personal freedom?"

"Nothing, you went to the United States the day before the wedding, so I had to postpone the wedding to three days later." Jiang Jingci stared at her thoughtfully, "That is tomorrow. After the wedding, we will fly to Europe in the afternoon and start our honeymoon trip."

Wen Lan fell on the bed as if struck by lightning.

"I advise you to calm down as soon as possible and be a good wife. Because your mobile phone and all your documents are in my hands, those unrealistic ideas are nothing but tossing around." Jiang Jingci stood on the balcony, always keeping a certain distance from her.

A deep despair filled Wen Lan's heart, and she looked at the man not far away with hatred, "Jiang Jingci! Do you have to force me like this?"

"I have indulged you so much that you don't know how high the sky is. If I continue to indulge you, I will despise myself." Jiang Jingci walked towards her with a gloomy face, and just as he stretched out his hand to hug her, she avoided him.

She collapsed and hid at the door, her eyes red as she shouted, "Don't touch me!"

"From the day you got the marriage certificate, you should fulfill your wife's obligations." Jiang Jingci frowned, and for the first time, he didn't care about her thoughts and hugged her tightly in his arms.

She was emotional, and raised her hand to grab Jiang Jingci's face, but Jiang Jingci grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the wall.

Jiang Jingci freed one hand to pinch her chin, forcing her to look at him, "Wen Lan, look at me! My feelings for you are no less than Xie Yansheng's!"

"Jiang Jingci! You calculated my daughter to be your adopted daughter! Don't think I don't know the dirty things you did!" Wen Lan was furious, and the secret hidden in her heart blurted out!

The expression on Jiang Jingci's face froze instantly, and his hands loosened, and Wen Lan quickly broke free from his arms.

The two of them exchanged glances in the air!

Xie Yansheng forgot all the past between the two. At this moment, Wen Lan had thrown away all her concerns, and all she had was endless hatred for Jiang Jingci.

Jiang Jingci's eyes flashed with surprise, and were replaced by a more hopeless determination, "When did you know?"

"You don't need to know when I knew."

If eyes can kill, Wen Lan would have cut Jiang Jingci into pieces several times at this moment!

"Is it because you can't get the love you want that you have to plot against me?" Wen Lan said in a hoarse voice, "Jiang Jingci, do you know how I survived after learning that Nuannuan died? Every minute and every second, I was suffering from the pain of thousands of arrows piercing my heart-"

"Don't hold on to my faults anymore. You can think about it from another angle. If you lived alone with Yangyang in Lincheng, Yangyang's quality of life would not be as good as it is now."

Jiang Jingci explained with a stiff face, "If you marry me, we will be Yangyang's parents. Giving Yangyang a complete home is already the best result."

"You are making a specious argument!" Wen Lan raised her hand and slapped Jiang Jingci in the face!

A crisp slap sounded!

Jiang Jingci touched his cheek, his eyes were dark and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry: "Yangyang has completed the adoption procedures, and the custody is in my hands. If you behave better, I will consider letting you be her second guardian. If this is boring, forget it."

"But Yangyang is the daughter of Xie Yansheng and me, and she is the flesh that fell from my body!" She cried, "Jiang Jingci, you are the devil who separated us mother and daughter. What's ridiculous is that you actually regard yourself as Yangyang's father! You have no shame! Jiang Jingci-I hate you, and I will never forgive you in this life!"

"I don't ask for forgiveness or not. Tomorrow is our wedding. You can wait to be the bride." Jiang Jingci didn't want to argue with her anymore, and turned to go downstairs.

Wen Lan hurriedly put on her coat, picked up her handbag and went downstairs to find Jiang Jingci for her mobile phone, ready to leave Qiushuitai.

But when she saw Yangyang in the living room on the first floor, all her plans were disrupted.

If she insisted on leaving Qiushuitai and not showing up at tomorrow's wedding, would Jiang Jingci vent his anger on Yangyang?

She began to regret that she shouldn't have revealed her trump card just to show off her quick words, so that she was so passive now!

When Yangyang saw her, she stretched out her two chubby little hands and asked for a hug.

She resisted the pain in her heart that was about to burst, took Yangyang from the nanny's hands, and held her tightly in her arms.

"Yangyang likes you so much, you must treat her as your own daughter!" Jiang Jingci on the side sarcastically sneered.

Wen Lan held Yangyang back to the baby room.

Yangyang's little mouth fell on her cheek from time to time, and she felt this unique fragrance and tenderness.

"Yangyang--" When she called out this name, tears fell on Yangyang.

Yangyang stared at Wen Lan with her big round eyes, babbling words that Wen Lan couldn't understand.

Jiang Jingci's footsteps sounded at the door. Wen Lan didn't want him to see her weakness, so she quickly freed a hand to wipe the tears from her face.

"Yangyang, look how good your father is to you. He even found your biological mother for you." Jiang Jingci deliberately provoked Wen Lan.

Wen Lan swallowed the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, and glanced at Jiang Jingci coldly, "Give me back my phone and all my documents."

"I'll give it back to you after the wedding." Jiang Jingci looked at the big and small in front of him, and there was a little more tenderness in his eyebrows and eyes, "It is said that contentment is the greatest happiness. You mother and daughter and our father and son form a family of four that everyone envies, which is not bad."

"I say it again, give me back my phone and documents." Wen Lan looked at Jiang Jingci with disgust, "I never dreamed that the humble gentleman in the eyes of Jiangcheng people turned out to be a despicable villain!"

"When I act as a humble gentleman and try to please you, will you look at me more?" Jiang Jingci's face was tense, "If being a gentleman can get what you want, who would be a villain?"

At this time, Sister Li called softly in the living room: "Sir, Mr. Wen and his wife have arrived at the community. Let them go to the reception room or come here."

Before Jiang Jingci responded, Wen Lan had already carried Yangyang upstairs.