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When Wen Lan heard someone say Mr. Xie from Jiangcheng was here, she suddenly had difficulty breathing and the goblet filled with champagne almost fell from her palm.

Who else could Mr. Xie from Jiangcheng be other than Xie Yansheng?

Jiang Jingci quickly held the wine glass for her and put his arm around her waist, saying meaningfully in her ear: "Whether you can see Yangyang within three days depends on your subsequent performance."

"You don't need to remind me, I know what to do." She quickly cheered up and smiled stiffly.

Jiang Jingci looked at her deeply, "Old friends have come from Jiangcheng to support us, how can we not say hello?"

Before she could react, Jiang Jingci had already taken her arm and walked in front of Xie Yansheng.

When she raised her eyes, she met Xie Yansheng's cold eyes.

Tonight, Xie Yansheng was wearing black from inside to outside. His elegant facial features and noble gestures made him stand out among the crowd.

Jiang Jingci smiled and said, "Mr. Xie, you took the time to support 'Yuansheng Jiangji'. My wife and I are really grateful."

"I just came to Beijing and heard that Mr. Jiang was holding a charity reception. I came to watch the fun." Xie Yansheng shook the goblet in his hand, his eyes never leaving Wen Lan, "Mr. Jiang married a beautiful and beautiful wife. He is very blessed!"

"Mr. Xie is too kind." Jiang Jingci smiled deeply, "My blessing is indeed not something that every man can have. Especially people like Mr. Xie who are blessed but don't know how to appreciate it can't understand my happiness at all."

"Blessings and disasters are interdependent. Mr. Jiang, take it easy. Don't be too happy and sad." Xie Yansheng mocked.

"It's a blessing or a disaster, Mr. Xie, don't worry about it." Jiang Jingci said, deliberately approaching Wen Lan.

The innuendos between the two men made Wen Lan feel overwhelmed. When Jiang Jingci's body approached, she subconsciously dodged to the side.

Xie Yansheng saw the whole scene and laughed, "Mr. Jiang and his wife are really in love."

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Xie. My wife and I are very grateful. We have to meet an acquaintance. Excuse me, Mr. Xie, please feel free."

Jiang Jingci had noticed Wen Lan's almost obsessed look at Xie Yansheng, and quietly took Wen Lan away from Xie Yansheng.

Xie Yansheng stared at the two people who seemed to be in harmony but were not in harmony, and his heart was filled with sourness.

"Yuansheng Jiangji" started out as a business of antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and later expanded into the pawning field. Jiang Jingci specially took out two collections and put them in the last link of the cocktail party for charity sale. All the proceeds from the charity sale will be donated to a welfare home in Shangjing.

Jiang Jingci has been a big shot in the business world for many years, and he is alone no matter what occasion. Now that Wen Lan is standing by his side, his eyebrows are full of unprecedented pride and relief.

Wen Lan's youth and beauty and the title of Mrs. Jiang satisfy all his vanity.

Xie Yansheng's sudden arrival made him extremely excited.

The first collection to be sold was a string of jade Buddha beads from the late Qing Dynasty. In the past, Jiang Jingci would come forward on such occasions. This time, he gave the right to speak to Wen Lan, and stood beside Wen Lan with a smile on his lips.

To anyone, the two of them were a loving couple.

There were also people who knew Wen Lan's identity in the venue. Since Xie Yansheng showed up, his playful eyes kept wandering over the three of them.

Although Wen Lan didn't like such occasions, she had the experience of attending many TT press conferences. When she stood on the stage, she immediately got into the role and interacted politely with guests who had the intention to buy. In less than half an hour, the two collections were quickly taken by the buyers she liked.

Jiang Jingci was very satisfied with her performance, with an unconcealable smile on his face, and his eyes looked at her with both pampering and appreciation.

Xie Yansheng, who had been watching coldly in the audience, had deep eyes and frowned.

Wen Lan and Xie Yansheng were on the stage, one on the stage, the other off the stage, more than ten meters apart, but she would always glance in the direction of Xie Yansheng.

Xie Yansheng crossed his long legs, enjoying the gaze from Wen Lan, whether intentional or not, very calmly.

Jiang Jingci was a very sensitive person, and he quickly caught the vague ambiguity between Wen Lan and Xie Yansheng.

But he had already given the right to speak about the charity sale to Wen Lan, so even if he was upset, he could only stand beside Wen Lan as if nothing had happened.

The charity sale was over, and the cocktail party was coming to an end. The guests in the venue left one after another, but Xie Yansheng sat steadily in the corner and talked on the phone slowly.

Wen Lan deliberately slowed down in order to look at Xie Yansheng a few more times.

Jiang Jingci, who had seen through her heart, held her arm tightly and whispered in her ear: "In order to see Yangyang earlier, Mrs. Jiang should be more reserved."

Only after hearing "Yangyang", Wen Lan came back to her senses and followed Jiang Jingci into the exclusive elevator.

The driver had been waiting in the parking lot for a long time. When he saw the two of them coming out, he hurriedly opened the back door respectfully.

On the way back, Jiang Jingci was silent the whole time.

For Yangyang's sake, Wen Lan didn't dare to make things too awkward with him. She tried to bring up the topic several times, but he didn't respond.

When the car stopped at Feicui Huafu, Wen Lan just got off the car, and a WeChat message popped up on her phone.

She glanced at it casually, and her nerves immediately tensed up!

Xie Yansheng sent six words: Do you want to meet tonight?

Even though she guessed that Xie Yansheng was more likely to be joking, she still thought about whether she should reply.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jingci suddenly reached out to take her phone, pinched her finger to unlock it, and then walked into the elevator alone.

"Jiang Jingci!" When Wen Lan chased after him, the elevator door had already closed.

She was extremely anxious, because her phone not only had the call records between her and Xie Yansheng, but also Xie Yansheng's message asking her to go to Venus Hotel!

At this time, angering Jiang Jingci would only delay her meeting Yangyang!

It took her two minutes to get to the elevator, and she took two deep breaths before opening the door.

Jiang Jingci's face was livid, and he was standing in the living room looking through her phone. He raised his eyes angrily when he heard her enter the room.

Wen Lan looked at Jiang Jingci carefully: "Old Jiang, please return my phone to me."

"You were still talking on the phone with Xie Yansheng in the middle of the night last night!" Jiang Jingci pointed at the call records on the phone screen and asked hatefully, "If you didn't come to Beijing yesterday, you would have had a private meeting with Xie Yansheng in the hotel, right?"

"He doesn't remember me at all now, so how could he have a private meeting with me? That message was just a joke." Wen Lan blushed and tried to defend herself.

"Even if he doesn't remember you, he can't stop you from taking the initiative to deliver it to him!" Jiang Jingci said and threw her phone heavily to the floor!

With a "snap" sound, the phone shattered miserably!

Wen Lan bent down to pick it up and tried to click it, but the phone no longer responded.

For Yangyang, she must endure it!

She bit her lip hard and comforted herself over and over again.

Jiang Jingci was still angry and grabbed a glass vase on the table and smashed it against the wall!