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Xie Yansheng's sudden call made Wen Lan extremely embarrassed.

His cheeks were horribly hot.

"Get down right away."

Wen Lan lowered his voice and got out of bed by the light of his mobile phone.

"Don't worry, I'll be at the door of Zhou Qiao's ward." Xie Yansheng's tone was calm and unhurried.

Wen Lan clutched her phone, put on a coat and glanced at Zhou Qiao on the bed opposite, embarrassed, "I'm going out for a while."

"Go ahead, go ahead. The bracelets have all been left in other people's cars. Use your brain cells to think about it and you will know how fierce you are." Zhou Qiao smiled and gave the eviction order.

Wen Lan opened the door of the ward wearing slippers and looked up to see Xie Yansheng, who was smoking with his back to her.

Xie Yansheng's slender and upright figure looked lonely and lonely in the white mist.

Inexplicably, Wen Lan felt a surge of sadness in his heart.

She coughed deliberately, thanked Yansheng and immediately put out the cigarette in her hand and turned around.

The moment their eyes met, in order to avoid being left in the cold, she ran out of words and asked, "Bracelet?"

Xie Yansheng took out the bracelet she had left from his pocket and handed it over.

She reached out to pick it up and touched Xie Yansheng's fingers.

Xie Yansheng didn't avoid it, and she didn't hide either. Their palms touched each other and froze in the air, and the bracelet fell to the ground with a "snap".

"Now it has returned to its original owner. If it is lost again in the future, it will have nothing to do with me." Xie Yansheng took the initiative to shrink his hands and walked towards Xie's mother's ward as if nothing was wrong.

Wen Lan bent down to pick up the bracelet and held it in his palm, looking at the back of the person in trance as the sound of the thank you banquet faded away.

It was half an hour before I returned to Zhou Qiao's ward.

Wen Lan only slept through the night before dawn.

After having breakfast with Zhou Qiao, the nurse pushed Zhou Qiao to do rehabilitation. Wen Lan tidied up the ward and prepared to go to work.

Before going downstairs, Wen Lan glanced specifically in the direction of Xie's mother's ward, but did not see the person she wanted to see.

When she went to the parking lot to pick up her car, she was greeted by a thank you!

Xie Yansheng, wearing a suit and leather shoes, was getting out of the off-road vehicle last night, holding a stack of documents on suspected cases in his hand.

When he passed by her, Xie Yansheng only glanced at her lightly and did not say hello.

Wen Lan tried several times before shouting out the words "Thank you for the banquet".

He stopped, turned around and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"You really don't remember me?" Wen Lan asked eagerly.

"I didn't remember you originally, but after last night -" Xie Yansheng smiled at the corner of his lips, "It would be too pretentious to say that I don't remember you."

"I am Wen Lan, your ex-wife." Wen Lan was very dissatisfied with his response, "You said more than once, let me wait for you for half a year!"

Xie Yan shook his head noncommittally: "Not to mention my ex-wife, I don't even remember my current wife. If I offended you last night, I am willing to compensate you financially."

His words once again extinguished all hope in Wen Lan's heart.

Wen Lan lowered his eyes, got into his car, started the engine and drove away.

Xie Yansheng felt very uncomfortable, but couldn't find an outlet to vent, so he kicked over the trash can on the ground.

The phone rang, and seeing that it was Uncle Zhong, Xie Yan didn't answer the call.

When the call rang for the third time, Xie Yansheng clicked the answer button.

"Yan Sheng, the old man wants you to go back to the old house immediately." Uncle Zhong changed from his usual submissiveness and became a little more forceful in his words.

"My mother is in hospital, I don't have time." Xie Yansheng refused.

"Since you don't have time, I will convey the old man's intention to you." Uncle Zhong paused, "Xie's operations and funds are in crisis. As the first CEO of Xie's, you have the obligation to save Xie's business." "In water and fire."

Xie Yansheng leaned on the car and frowned: "Don't beat around the bush with me, just tell the truth."

"What the old man wants is for you to borrow a sum of money from Feast and connect Mr. Xie's capital chain first." He was obviously asking for help, but Uncle Zhong said it as it should be.

"Uncle Zhong, please tell the old man that I will not take a penny from the feast to fill the bottomless pit of Xie's family." Xie Yansheng's eyes were filled with frost, "The shortfall caused by Xie Yu, don't think that you will give me a CEO If I take the position, I will be able to devote my heart and soul to Mr. Xie again.”

"Mr. Xie is the father's hard work for decades, can't you just ignore her?" Uncle Zhong immediately changed his face to please.

"Just let nature take its course. Forget about Mr. Xie, everything in the world must follow the law of development and death. Let the old man calm down, drink tea and play chess, and forget about these troublesome things." Xie Yansheng took the initiative to end the call. .

Half an hour later, when Wen Lan walked into the revolving door of TT, her legs were so weak that she felt like she was stepping on cotton.

Even though Xie Yansheng didn't remember who she was, he still gave her an ultimate carnival last night.

Now whenever she thinks about every detail of last night, she will blush.

During the lunch break, Wen Lan took the initiative to call Jiang Jingci and asked about Yangyang's condition.

Jiang Jingci avoided answering Yangyang's condition and only asked her to move back to Qiushuitai.

She asked again about Yangyang's condition and treatment. Jiang Jingci laughed and said, "When you get home, you will know all about Yangyang's current situation."

This was the first time Jiang Jingci referred to Qiushuitai as "home", and Wen Lan felt chills all over after hearing this.

"Jiang Jingci, have you sent Yangyang to a hospital with good medical conditions?" she said anxiously.

"I will tell you as soon as I get home, and I can also let you watch Yangyang's latest video." Jiang Jingci hung up the phone without any further meaningless entanglement.

Wen Lan's heart was torn to pieces by Yang Yang's illness, and Jiang Jing's few words in Ci only aggravated her worries.

But she didn't want to face Jiang Jingci alone, so she turned back just after leaving TT.

So she couldn't concentrate on anything she did the whole afternoon.

Before leaving get off work, Si Yao called her to ask about Jiang Jingci's whereabouts.

She thought about it, "He should be in Qiushuitai."

"Jiang Jingci is really a good family man. I've been watching him for a few days and haven't found a chance to see him outside." Si Yao sighed with a wry smile.

Wen Lan suddenly came up with a "bad idea" to bring the two together, "I'll ask him out of Qiushuitai for you, and I'll send you the address later."

"Thank you." Si Yao instantly became interested.

Wen Lan called Jiang Jingci again. As soon as she said she wanted to treat him to dinner, he said the name of a western restaurant and said that he wanted to invite Wen Lan to dinner outside a few days ago, but he didn't dare to say it for fear of being rejected.

Jiang Jingci was very sober. He thought Wen Lan took the initiative to ask him out for dinner for Yangyang, so he agreed without thinking.

But he didn't know that he didn't wait for Wen Lan for an hour after he arrived at the restaurant.

When I called, Wen Lan was either busy finishing the day's work or stuck in traffic.

After Wen Lan ended the call, he went back to the hospital to accompany Zhou Qiao.

He perfunctorily answered Jiang Jingci's seven or eight calls.

After 9:30, Jiang Jingci finally calmed down.

In the middle of the night, Wen Lan was scrolling through his phone when he received a WeChat message from Si Yao: "I slept with Old Jiang again."