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Wen Lan spent another sleepless night.

Lying on the bed, her hands kept rubbing her belly.

Very light and soft.

Before she knew it, another day passed, and she had not yet decided where this little thing would belong.

When I met with Xie Yansheng, I wanted to tell her about my pregnancy.

Before even saying a few words in the cafe, An Zhen disturbed her.

After coming out of the police station, she tentatively mentioned that Xie Yansheng wanted to have a child before, but Xie Yansheng said that it was just a daydream!

To stay or to get rid of it brought her back to the starting point of her choice.

She came to TT early the next day and was busy until noon before Zhou Qiao came to work.

Zhou Qiao was still struggling with Li Daxian's words. When she saw Wen Lan, she started to vomit bitterly, "I asked my mother last night. My mother took every word of the old guy like a god. I was afraid of scaring her, so I didn't Dare to say that I am a 'widow'."

"Don't believe in feudal superstition." Wen Lan comforted her.

"That's what I said, but the old guy's words still disgusted me so much that I couldn't sleep well all night!" Zhou Qiao yawned as he spoke.

Wen Lan's thoughts were all on the little thing in her belly, and she asked Zhou Qiao in a low voice, "Do you think it's easy to be a single mother?"

"As long as you have enough money, it's easy to do it! Many men nowadays are unreliable. If you meet an unmotivated man who stays at home and plays games and is restless and messes around outside, you might as well be happy as a single mother!" Zhou Qiao said leisurely. , "However, the economic foundation determines everything. Single mothers have to stop cooking if they don't have money!"

Wen Lan found someone who was messing around outside and sighed sadly.

"You don't want to raise a child to be a single mother, do you?" Zhou Qiao asked suspiciously.

"No way! I was watching a short video today and saw a single mother raising her daughter very well, and I was inspired by it." Wen Lan hurriedly distanced himself.

"That's only a very small number. Single mothers have to work and take care of children. It would be great if the children can grow up!" Zhou Qiao shook his head in disbelief, "If a man is unreliable, I will never give birth to him, let alone Don’t talk about being a single mother!”

After listening to Zhou Qiao's words, Wen Lan's heart became even more confused.

Well, I haven't found where Ji Min's heart is yet, and there's another child, and one annoying thing after another.

Xiao Li knocked on the door and came in, "Sister Qiao, Mr. Jiang came to order a suit and said he wanted to take your opinion into consideration."

"I'll go down right away." Zhou Qiao made an "ok" gesture to Xiao Li, and Xiao Li went downstairs.

Zhou Qiao looked at Wen Lan with a smile: "Lao Jiang clearly wants to see you here. Go down and chat with him for a few words and it will be settled once and for all." "I won't see him." Wen Lan shook his head decisively, "If you don't ask, don't tell. Really. If you ask me, just say I didn’t come to work.”

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is!" Zhou Qiao shook her head helplessly and pushed the door open to see Jiang Jingci.

Before Jiang Jingci left TT, Wen Lan didn't dare to go downstairs, so he could only scroll through his phone in boredom.

The new game launched by "Feast", the male protagonist is called "Yan" and the female protagonist is called "Lanlan", and the public beta is already in full swing.

Several senior figures in the domestic digital gaming industry have issued articles in support of the game, predicting that the number of downloads in three days will set a new record for public beta testing in the gaming industry.

Wen Lan lamented that although Xie Yansheng was an unreliable husband, he was still quite talented in this area!

Even if he doesn't inherit any of Mr. Xie's property, he is destined to stand at the top of the pyramid.

More than half an hour later, Zhou Qiao sent Wen Lan a WeChat message saying that Lao Jiang was gone.

She breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to return to her studio.

She walked down the stairs slowly, and as soon as her feet landed in the exhibition hall on the first floor, she met Jiang Jingci who was returning from outside!

She didn't want to meet him, but she still had to say hello if she did meet her. After all, Jiang Jingci accompanied her back to Wen's house the night before.

At this time, she was wearing a loose gray cashmere dress, black lambskin flats, her long hair was casually tied behind her head, and she exuded gentleness and peace.

"Mr. Jiang." After she took the initiative to call out, she immediately changed her words and said, "Lao Jiang."

Jiang Jingci nodded slightly and moved his eyes from her face to her right foot, but his peripheral vision stayed on her lower abdomen, "Is your foot feeling better?"

"Much better. Dr. Jiang is really good at rejuvenating." She turned around immediately after saying that, "I still have something to do, so let's not talk about it for now."

"Wen Lan." Jiang Jingci stopped her, "I was originally here to order a suit. I just chatted with Zhou Qiao for a while, and Zhou Qiao left after receiving a call. You always have good taste, help me choose a few styles. Bar?"

Jiang Jingci has helped her more than once, and she is a partner of a men's haute couture studio. If she doesn't help her in this way, it will be unjustifiable both publicly and privately.

"Please follow me." Wen Lan walked to the men's clothing studio next door.

A female shopping guide rushed up to meet her and handed a high-quality genuine leather handbag to Jiang Jingci, "Mr. Jiang, your handbag was just left in the rest area."

"Thank you. I just came back to get the handbag." Jiang Jingci took it.

Wen Lan thought Zhou Qiao had sold her out, but it turned out that meeting Jiang Jingci was really a coincidence.

"Do you like regular styles or slightly innovative designs?" Wen Lan raised the topic.

Jiang Jingci followed closely behind her, "I don't understand this. It seems I will trouble you again this time."

"No trouble." Wen Lan had already walked into the men's clothing studio, picked up two thick brochures at the door, and asked Jiang Jingci to take a seat in the public reception area.

Although it was noon, there were still two customers who came to order clothes in the store, plus several shopping guides, which made it a bit noisy.

Jiang Jingci frowned, "There are so many people talking that I can't hear clearly what they are saying. It's better to find a separate room."

Wen Lan didn't want to be alone with him, but after a moment's pause, she still took him into the independent reception room for women's clothing.

To avoid embarrassment, Wen Lan didn't close the door of the reception room.

"You should choose the style yourself. If there are any changes, just tell me. I will write it down and give it to the tailor." Wen Lan handed over the style book in his hand.

Jiang Jingci looked at it slowly.

The two fell into silence, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

Such solitude made Wen Lan a little depressed, and he hurriedly reached out to open the window.

"Let's order these four styles." Jiang Jingci pointed to a few pictures of ready-made clothes and looked at Wen Lan, "I want to order a few more shirts. Do you have any recommended materials? They must be comfortable and elastic."

"Yes." Wen Lan didn't even lift her eyelids, and reached out to flip through the last page of the booklet, "There are more than ten styles, you can choose the color you like."

Jiang Jingci didn't waste time, and quickly circled four colors.

Wen Lan quickly made a note on the tablet, "Wait for me to sort out the order, take a closer look, if there is nothing that needs to be changed, someone will measure the size for you."

"To be honest, my clothes have been customized by other companies over the years. Now that I have switched to you, I am still a little worried." Jiang Jingci looked calm, "You should measure the size for me."

"I have always made women's clothing, and I am not sure about men's clothing. Let the professional men's clothing master measure you." Wen Lan did not want to have physical contact with him and declined.

Jiang Jingci's narrow eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, "I don't trust anyone but you."