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Xie Yansheng's eyes were fixed on the place where Wen Lan's car disappeared.

Duan Wenzheng handed him a cigarette, and he came back to his senses.

"You want to see her so much, and you didn't help her when she was bullied by An Zhen. You have great self-control!" Duan Wenzheng sneered.

Xie Yansheng lit the cigarette in his hand and took two puffs. "I don't recognize her now, and she will be targeted by An Zhen. If I am with her openly, she will not only become the target of the An and Xie families, but Jiang Jingci will also be angry and confront her everywhere."

"She chose to marry Jiang Jingci to save you. Do you think she will live a peaceful life with Jiang Jingci?" Duan Wenzheng smiled, "I heard that she was getting a divorce before the wedding."

"No matter how much she wants to make trouble, as long as she still has the title of Mrs. Jiang, the old man and Xie Yu dare not touch her." Xie Yansheng stretched out his arm to Outside the car window, he flicked the ash, "They have guessed that I am the mastermind behind the shorting of 'Xie'."

Duan Wenzheng adjusted the seat to a comfortable lying position, "When are you going to meet Wen Lan?"

"When An Xuezhi is convicted, I will completely control 'Xie', clear out all the old man's confidants, and solve all the safety hazards for her." Xie Yansheng said faintly, "It will be almost half a month."

"Based on my understanding of Jiang Jingci, he will never let go easily. I'm afraid that by then, you and Jiang Jingci will have another bloody battle in the business world." Duan Wenzheng said sadly.

"Jiang Jingci likes Wen Lan. I hope that one day, no matter how Jiang Jingci and I fight, he will not hurt Wen Lan." Xie Yansheng threw the cigarette butt out of the car window.

Duan Wenzheng snorted without comment: "As long as Wen Lan leaves Jiang Jingci, Jiang Jingci will definitely turn his love into hatred and vent his hatred for you on Wen Lan."

"Everyone in Jiangcheng says that Jiang Jingci is a gentle and elegant gentleman, but I never think so." Xie Yansheng took out another cigarette from Duan Wenzheng's cigarette box and lit it.

"I don't understand why you want to short the "Xie Group" and revive the "Xie Group" again." Duan Wenzheng shook his head frequently, "Do you want to prove to the old man that you have the ability to destroy the "Xie Group" and the ability to revive it?"

"The old man only has Xie Yu in his eyes. Shorting the "Xie Group" is just to let the old man see how incompetent his beloved son is." Xie Yansheng smiled lightly, "To be honest, I don't have the idea of ​​reviving the "Xie Group"."

"Aren't you trying to turn the tide as the first executive president of the Xie Group?" Duan Wenzheng was very surprised.

Xie Yansheng's eyes were deep and hard to read, and he shook his head resolutely, "As long as Xie's regains its former glory, the old man will definitely think about getting Xie Yu into the company. At that time, every bit of my hard work will become a stepping stone for Xie Yu to make a comeback."

"So?" Duan Wenzheng asked with interest.

"So--" Xie Yansheng pulled the seat belt, his voice cold: "Xie must go bankrupt."

Duan Wenzheng took a breath of cold air.

Wen Lan came out of the parking lot and went back to Shuyuan Mansion first. She looked in the mirror for a long time and felt that her cheeks were red and swollen, so she took out an ice pack from the refrigerator to cool down.

Lying on the bed, she thought of Duan Wenzheng.

Duan Wenzheng is a politician, and his life and work have always revolved around Beijing, unlike Xie Yansheng who has to fly around all year round.

Such a person who rarely comes to Jiangcheng suddenly appeared in the parking lot of TT to help her out. Is it really a coincidence as Duan Wenzheng said?

The more Wen Lan thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She found Duan Wenzheng's phone number and called him.

Duan Wenzheng didn't answer, but called back soon.

She was anxious to know about Xie Yansheng, and without even a word of greeting, she asked directly: "Brother Duan, are you here to see Xie Yansheng in Jiangcheng?"

"No." Duan Wenzheng refused very bluntly, "There is a meeting here that I need to attend."

Wen Lan said "Oh" in disappointment, but still patiently said: "Brother Duan, can you help me find out where Xie Yansheng lives now?"

"Sorry, I can't do anything." Duan Wenzheng advised meaningfully, "Wen Lan, Yansheng will lay off employees and reorganize when he returns to Xie's, which will definitely offend some people. He has just completed the divorce procedures with An Zhen. At this juncture, you should not get too close to Yansheng."

"I just want to know if Xie Yansheng still remembers me?" Wen Lan's tone was very anxious.

"If Yansheng still remembers you, how could he not even answer your call!" Duan Wenzheng said calmly, "Wen Lan, accept this cruel reality and stop deceiving yourself."

Wen Lan's palm trembled, and her phone fell on the bed.

Duan Wenzheng was right. With Xie Yansheng's feelings for her, even if he was abroad, he would take the initiative to contact her as soon as he woke up, and would never reject her thousands of miles away like now!

The hurried knock on the door brought her back to reality.

Seeing through the cat's eye that it was Jiang Jingci, she had no desire to open the door, and returned to the bedroom and turned her phone to silent.

Soon, Jiang Jingci called.

She chose to ignore it.

Jiang Jingci sent several WeChat voice messages in a row. She wanted to block Jiang Jingci, but when she thought that Yangyang was still in Jiang Jingci's hands, she gave up the idea.

When she exited the chat interface between the two, her finger actually clicked on the bottom voice message of Jiang Jingci:

"Wen Lan, I know you are in the room. Even if you hate me, dislike me, and don't want to see me, I still want to tell you that you can't get divorced. Instead of a cold war, it's better to talk calmly. I came with sincerity and am ready to talk to you about Yangyang's custody and future custody."

When Wen Lan heard this, she went to unlock the security door without even having time to put on her shoes.

As soon as her hand fell on the door handle, she hesitated again.

After thinking for a moment, she went to the kitchen to get a fruit knife and hid it under the pillow in the bedroom.

When Wen Lan opened the door, Jiang Jingci was smoking a cigarette.

When he saw Wen Lan, his eyes were full of surprise and surprise.

"Put out the cigarette before entering the house." Wen Lan's voice was cold.

Jiang Jingci smiled and did as he was told.

When the door was closed, Wen Lan's heart was inexplicably nervous, but she still pretended to be calm and asked him to sit down.

"Wen Lan, I declare again that I don't want to divorce and I won't divorce." Jiang Jingci didn't beat around the bush and expressed his feelings directly.

"Let's talk about divorce later. Let's talk about Yangyang's custody first." Wen Lan thought that no matter what method she used, she would first clarify the mother-daughter relationship with Yangyang, and then put divorce on the agenda.

Jiang Jingci still had a decent smile on his lips: "Actually, this is not a big deal. As long as you continue to be Mrs. Jiang, you will be another legal guardian of Yangyang."

"What if I don't become Mrs. Jiang?" Wen Lan asked tentatively when she saw that he still had no intention of giving in.

The smile on Jiang Jingci's face disappeared immediately, "Yangyang is my daughter now. If you don't become Mrs. Jiang, you will never have any intersection with Yangyang in this life."