I can copy the three thousand avenues

Wen Lan was furious at Xie Yansheng's words.

But thinking of the baby in her belly, she endured it.

She blamed herself for the indulgence with Xie Yansheng last night.

As long as Xie Yansheng was determined, she couldn't persuade him even if she talked her mouth off!

Since it was useless, she might as well calm down and go back to Jiangcheng with Xie Yansheng tomorrow.

But, I'll be sorry for Jiang Jingci.

The two sat down in the hotel's buffet restaurant. When Xie Yansheng saw the lonely boiled egg and a few green leaves on her plate, he frowned immediately.

"When we go to the cemetery later, do you still want to faint in front of me?"

"I ate a few biscuits at midnight yesterday, and my stomach is still bloated. I can't eat too much." She peeled the egg slowly, "From today on, I will carry some snacks with me, and I will never bother you again."

"A day of marriage is a hundred days of grace. We have been husband and wife for two years, so how can I be afraid of trouble." Xie Yansheng put the two slices of bacon on his plate to her side.

She ate the eggs slowly and drank half a bowl of porridge, without touching the two slices of bacon.

Xie Yansheng glanced at her from time to time while eating, "Are you going to the cemetery in the morning or afternoon?"

"I'll go later." Hearing "cemetery", she remembered the scene before Ji Minxin died, and felt uncomfortable in her heart. She got up and walked out of the restaurant.

Xie Yansheng followed her and entered the elevator with her. "If Wen Jinyin hadn't forced you with your mother's life, you wouldn't have climbed into my bed, right?"

"It's meaningless to talk about this anymore." She didn't want to mention that shame anymore, "Because now, both you and I are free."

"Is divorce really a relief for you?" Xie Yansheng said with sarcasm, "Why do I feel that you are more tired after the divorce?"

"That's just what you feel." She retorted stubbornly.

In fact, Xie Yansheng was right. Before the divorce, she was only entangled with Xie Yansheng, and now, there is another Jiang Jingci!

The elevator door opened, and after she opened the door with the room card, Xie Yansheng was the first to walk in.

"Why are you staying in my room again?" She lowered her voice and scolded, "You are a married man now, I don't want to be photographed and used as an excuse again!"

"Don't worry. I will never bring you unnecessary trouble again." Xie Yansheng became more serious.

When she went out, Wen Lan still wore a mask and sunglasses, but Xie Yansheng looked indifferent.

While waiting for a ride, Wen Lan thought of the "Fengyun" game studio he mentioned yesterday and asked him how the discussion went last night.

"The person in charge of 'Fengyun' is very willing to merge into 'Shengxing', but the future salary has not been negotiated yet." Xie Yansheng put his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyes full of ambition, "At the latest, there should be a result by tomorrow afternoon. Why are you suddenly worried about my business?"

Xie Yansheng's thoughts and methods are always at ease in the business world. Wen Lan is just making up something to pass the time.

"I also know--" She felt a pain in her heart for no reason, and said sarcastically, "Your father used a listed company to force you and An Zhen to have a baby!"

Xie Yansheng laughed coldly, "I've been chasing you, how can An Zhen have the opportunity to give birth to my child?"

She snorted disdainfully.

It must be said that Xie Yansheng really has a good mouth and can always say the most exciting love words, but she has long been immune to it.

The ride came and stopped beside them, she opened the door and got on the back seat.

Xie Yansheng also sat beside her.

After the car started, Xie Yansheng said to the driver in front: "Let's stop at a flower shop."

Wen Lan was shocked to realize that she only thought about buying offerings and paper money at the entrance of the cemetery, but why didn't she think of buying a bouquet of flowers for her mother?

The driver readily agreed and drove out of the street where the hotel was located and stopped at the door of a flower house.

"Wait for me." Xie Yansheng got out of the car and soon came out with two bouquets of flowers.

A bouquet of white lilies and a bouquet of red roses.

Wen Lan looked at him in surprise, "One bouquet is enough, you?"

"The lilies are for my ex-mother-in-law, and the roses are for you." Xie Yansheng handed the two bouquets to her, his eyes deep, "Sorry, you have been Mrs. Xie for two years, and this is the first time I give you flowers."

She took it with a sullen look, and suddenly remembered the thirty-three roses sent to TT, and asked, "Those flowers a while ago were really not sent by you?"

"Also roses?" Xie Yansheng was jealous and a little crazy, "How many times have you sent them? Do you still send them now?"

"Only once, no, twice." She had seen the fire hidden in Xie Yansheng's eyebrows and eyes, and hurriedly said, "I didn't leave my name, but I haven't sent them for a long time."

"No wonder you were so desperate for a divorce and being chased by other men. Can it satisfy your vanity?" Xie Yansheng sank his face and lowered his voice very low, "Which shameless wild man sent it?"

"You are a married man, you have no right to comment on me!" She said.

Xie Yansheng bit his lip in anger, not wanting to be laughed at by the driver in front, so he chose to keep silent.

More than 20 minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of the cemetery.

Wen Lan got out of the car holding two bouquets of flowers, and Xie Yansheng walked into a funeral supplies store with a stern face and bought offerings and two large boxes of paper money.

She quickly took the packaged offerings from Xie Yansheng.

"Thank you, how much do these things cost including the lily flowers? I'll give you a transfer--" She followed Xie Yansheng's steps and asked as she chased him.

"Shut up!" Xie Yansheng carried a box of paper money on his left shoulder and another box in his right hand, and looked at her fiercely.

She shut up obediently.

As she got closer to Ji Minxin's grave, her mood became heavier and her steps gradually slowed down.

When she arrived at Ji Minxin's grave, Xie Yansheng had already arranged the offerings one by one and poured out all the paper money from the two boxes.

She put the lilies away, took out the rag she had prepared long ago, and gently wiped the dust off the tombstone.

"Talk to your mother about the stupid things you did after the divorce!" Xie Yansheng left the lighter and went to the lounge chair opposite to sit and talk on the phone.

Wen Lan's hand trembled as she stroked every word on the tombstone, and tears suddenly flowed like a spring.

"Mom, I'm here to see you--" Her voice was sad, and she bent down to light the paper money.

The blazing fire was wanton, and she seemed to see the shadow of Ji Minxin vaguely.

She was kneeling on her knees, but after a while her knees could no longer bear the strain, so she simply sat on the ground.

When she calmed down and was ready to stand up, she found that her legs were so sore that she couldn't even use any strength.

She could only look to Xie Yansheng for help.

Xie Yansheng was facing her sideways, crossing his legs and talking on the phone, "I gave you two black cards, but you're still not satisfied? Just be your wife Xie, and don't care where I go!"