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Mrs. Wen stared at Wen Lan bitterly, "There was a problem with the Wen family's capital chain. You avoided us and were busy divorcing Xie Yansheng. You didn't even answer the calls from me and Jin Yin! At that time, you took Ji Minxin's mind Where is your life?"

"Ji Minxin's medicine has been stopped a long time ago. If there are no accidents, you will receive her death notice in a few days." Wen Jinyin interrupted while drinking tea slowly.

The sharp words of Wen's mother and son made Wen Lan's heart tremble.

She stood in the living room of the Wen family, feeling cold all over her body.

This kind of fruitless dispute has long made her physically and mentally exhausted.

The words he was criticizing Mrs. Wen and Wen Jinyin were stuck in his throat, but in the end he didn't say a word.

If she hadn't wanted to see Wen Zuming, she wouldn't have come to Wen's house to make her unhappy!

She turned around to leave, but Wen Jinyin stopped her, "Ji Minxin's health has been getting worse day by day since she stopped taking the medicine. As her daughter, if you still have any conscience, you can't just watch her die, right?"

"Just tell me." Wen Lan guessed that Wen Jinyin wanted to negotiate terms with her again and stopped immediately.

After years of searching, the hopes in her heart have been shattered one after another.

Whenever she couldn't sleep, she would always ask herself over and over again, was she too impulsive and shouldn't she have broken up with Wen Jinyin too early?

"Mr. The sound is not bad compared to the current Xie Banquet, but the character is much better——"

Hearing this, Wen Lan's body trembled and his handbag almost fell to the ground.

"Although I successfully raised funds in Beijing, there is still some gap between the funds and what I expected. If you can convince Jiang Jingci to invest, I will get Ji Minxin back from country M immediately." Wen Jinyin added.

Wen Lan sneered.

Wen Zuming said that "the dying relative at home is in Hong Kong City." Wen Jinyin now said that she was in Country M. She searched all over the city of Country M and Hong Kong cities in China, but there was no news about Ji Minxin at all.

She and Jiang Jingci had only known each other for a few days, and Wen Jinyin was like a fly. Not only did she smell it, but she also wanted to take advantage of Jiang Jingci!

Having dealt with Wen Jinyin for many years, Wen Lan was well aware of his cunning and shamelessness. In order to make him give up as soon as possible, he pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Jiang Jingci and I have known each other for less than a month and have only been casual friends. I did not convince him to give up." Wen’s investment capabilities.”

"How will you know if you have this ability without giving it a try?" Wen Jinyin smiled deeply, "You also said the same thing when I asked you to go to the thank you bed for two years. As a result, you have been doing thank you for two years smoothly. Madam?"

Wen Lan was not fooled by his sweet words, and said with determination: "Let me see my mother first, and then negotiate terms with me."

Wen Jinyin snorted indifferently, "Your mother is in my hands, and you have no right to negotiate terms with me."

"Then let's not talk about it." Wen Lan dropped these words and left Wen's house without looking back.

Wen Jinyin looked at her retreating figure and slammed the tea cup in her hand to the ground.

"Wen Lan is as virtuous as that vixen Ji Minxin when she was young!" Mrs. Wen, who had been silent, cursed.

Wen Jinyin stood up with a stern face, "We can't count on Xie Yansheng now, so we can only place our hopes on Jiang Jingci."

"Didn't you listen to what she said? She and Jiang Jingci are casual acquaintances!" Mrs. Wen knocked on the coffee table in disappointment.

"Do you believe her lies?" Wen Jinyin said with disdain, "My friend saw her entering Jiang's house in Qiushuitai with his own eyes. Jiang Jingci is not a casual man, and his relationship has been empty after his wife died. Wen Lanneng can It's definitely not just a coincidence that Jiang Zhai was able to come and go easily. Du Yan went to the supermarket a few days ago and met her and Jiang Jingci. "

"This little vixen is really quite capable. How come she has the confidence to divorce Xie Yansheng? It turns out she has already found a new wife!" Mrs. Wen's eyebrows were full of contempt, "Jiang Jingci is very scheming. No less than Xie Yansheng, we need to plan carefully how to make him useful to us. "

"Jiang Jingci definitely has selfish motives for Wen Lan. We just need to find the right moment to push him..." A determined smile appeared on Wen Jinyin's lips.

On the way back to Blue Water Bay, Wen Lan kept wondering where Wen Jinyin had hidden Ji Minxin.

The more she thought about it, the more headache she got. Now she could only place her hope on nine-year-old Wen Zuming.

Tomorrow is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and it is also the first day classes will start after tt year.

Back at Blue Water Bay, Wen Lan cleaned the room first, then found the garment steamer and started ironing clothes.

Most of the time she wears shirts and suits for work, which she needs to iron regularly to maintain better quality.

I accidentally scrolled through my phone and saw that Shen Qingfeng took the initiative to confess the information about the "Qiushuitai" villa to the organization in order to reduce his guilt. He also said that less than two hours after the house was listed online, it was bought in full by a mysterious buyer.

She was also a little curious as to who was going to be Jiang Jingci's neighbor.

In the evening, Zhou Qiao sent out a series of red envelopes in TT's WeChat work group, and Wen Lan and her colleagues happily grabbed them.

Finally, Zhou Qiao gave the notice to go to work on time at 8:30 tomorrow morning.

Wen Lan put down the phone, and Zhou Qiao called and talked about the idea of ​​expanding new business.

TT has always been engaged in mid-to-high-end privately customized women's clothing. In the past two years, it has gained a good reputation among Jiangcheng's upper-class circles.

Before Zhou Qiao held the homecoming party, she asked Wen Lan to design a dress for her.

But when choosing a Chinese wedding dress for a toast, she looked at many high-end studios that specialize in custom wedding dresses, but none of them caught her eye. She strives for perfection, so she had to give up the Chinese wedding dress at the return banquet.

This regret gave birth to Zhou Qiao's idea of ​​developing high-end Chinese wedding dresses.

She talked about this with Wen Lan a few years ago, and Wen Lan thought she was joking, but she didn't expect it to be put on the agenda so soon.

She also asked Wen Lan if she was interested in handling this business for her.

Wen Lan refused without thinking, "I rarely touch the design of traditional Chinese clothing. In order to ensure that the money you invested can be recovered without any risk, I will forget it."

"I am also planning to set up a men's high-end studio, mainly making suits and shirts. In the future, you can keep an eye on the men's clothing design department for me, right?" Zhou Qiao asked again.

Wen Lan had no choice but to agree, "I can keep an eye on it for you occasionally, but I'm in the women's clothing business, so I really can't help with the design of men's clothing."

"It's settled. Come early tomorrow, and I'll meet you first before we have a general meeting." Zhou Qiao said and hung up the phone.

When Wen Lan was a junior, she designed a men's suit on a whim, and won the second place in a highly prestigious design competition in China, so Zhou Qiao wanted to "make the best use of it."

But her mind was full of Ji Minxin, and she was in no mood to challenge new things.

Wen Lan had just put down her phone when another call rang.