Wen Ling's eyes flickered. She didn't speak, but lowered her head, put her hand on the stroller's handle, and pushed Jiang Fengdie towards the living room.

She sat down on the sofa in the living room so openly, her almond-shaped eyes calmly looking at Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran had no idea what Wen Ling was going to do.

But Li Yan was right outside the door, and it was too late for Wen Ling to leave with the child.

Fortunately, Li Yan also knew that he had an ex-wife and a daughter.

It's not a relationship that needs to be hidden.

Jiang Ran gave Wen Ling a deep look, and finally turned and went to the front gate of the villa.

Li Yan, wearing a floral dress, appeared at the door with a smile as she opened the villa door.

However, the smile on her face froze when she saw Wen Ling on the living room sofa.

Wen Ling, dressed only in a beige casual outfit, sat there holding the stroller, her face expressionless, her gaze simply resting on Li Yan calmly.

Just that one glance was enough to create an instant sense of oppression.

Li Yan's eyes darkened slightly, and she could tell at a glance that Wen Ling was not simple.

"Who is this?"

Li Yan stopped smiling, looked at Jiang Ran, and asked him.

"Oh, this is the one I told you about before, my..."

"I am his ex-wife!"

Before Jiang Ran could finish speaking, Wen Ling's voice dropped, becoming somewhat sharp. Her tone was devoid of emotion, but for some reason, Li Yan felt that Wen Ling was showing off.

What are you showing off?

Everything is in the past.

Jiang Ran, she has already set her sights on this villa, the large villa in Zihua Villa.

It's something she could never achieve even after several lifetimes of hard work.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ran's ex-wife was willing to give him such a generous share of his assets.

Li Yan's eyes flickered, as if asserting her dominance, and she immediately took Jiang Ran's arm, smiling as she said, "Oh, ex-wife, no wonder you didn't immediately agree when I said I wanted to come over. So you were going to discuss the divorce settlement with your ex-wife?"

"..."

Jiang Ran felt a little uncomfortable when her arm was suddenly grabbed and she heard Li Yan's words.

The atmosphere suddenly turned icy.

Wen Ling's expression didn't change much, but she tightened her grip on the stroller's handle and stared intently at the two people's intertwined arms.

really.

She still couldn't accept other women having contact with Jiang Ran.

Is this what liking someone is?

Wen Ling asked herself the same question, but she still didn't know.

She didn't know what liking someone meant; all she knew was that seeing other women so intimate with Jiang Ran made her uncomfortable.

It felt like something was blocking my way; it was both stuffy and painful.

Fortunately, Jiang Ran withdrew his hand without making a sound.

He said casually, "I suppose so, Sister Li. Please have a seat, I'll go get you a cup of tea."

Since everyone's here, it's only right to treat them well.

Although he and Li Yan only had a meal together and their relationship wasn't particularly deep, they were actually from the same hometown and had been introduced by their mothers' generation. A falling out would benefit no one.

He then went straight to the kitchen.

Li Yan slowly walked to the sofa and sat down opposite Wen Ling, her smile long gone.

Although Wen Ling didn't speak, the gloom in her eyes was hard to hide.

Sister Li?

Wen Ling thought that Jiang Ran calling her "Sister Wen" was a more intimate term, but she didn't expect that he would call Li Yan the same way.

It is a respectful title that combines the surname with the age.

So, ever since Jiang Ran started calling her "Sister Wen," has she actually already begun to distance herself from her?

"Aren't you two getting your divorce certificate soon?"

Staring at Wen Ling, Li Yan could tell that she was about the same age as herself, or even a little older. Her goal was very clear, and she went straight to the point.

Wen Ling glanced at her coldly, said nothing, but lowered her head and tapped Jiang Fengdie's chubby cheeks with her finger.

"hey-hey......"

Jiang Fengdie was still awake, her limbs swinging wildly in the air, her grape-like eyes darting around, looking extremely cute.

Following Wen Ling's gaze, Li Yan looked at Jiang Fengdie in the stroller.

Even though she was only a few months old, she could tell at a glance that her eyes were exactly like Jiang Ran's—both had double eyelids, long and narrow corners, and were very alluring.

really.

Genes are the most powerful thing. When choosing a husband, you should choose one who is handsome, so that the baby born won't be ugly!

The atmosphere became awkward as Wen Ling remained silent.

Li Yan didn't say anything more. After all, the person in front of her was a thing of the past, and there was nothing more to talk about.

Of course, the premise is that she hopes Wen Ling will not bother Jiang Ran again after this meeting today.

Give her and Jiang Ran some peace and quiet...

"I forgot I just moved here, I haven't bought a teapot or anything like that yet, I'll order takeout..."

Jiang Ran, who had been tinkering in the kitchen for a while, came out empty-handed, feeling a little embarrassed. He saw that Li Yan was already sitting on the sofa and apologized.

Before Li Yan could speak, Wen Ling's voice came first.

"There's a complete set of pots and pans in the cabinet next to the kitchen."

As if she knew the villa's facilities better than Jiang Ran herself, Wen Ling pointed out the direction to Jiang Ran without even raising her eyes.

"..."

Jiang Ran said "Oh" and went back to the kitchen.

Li Yan frowned.

Could this be Jiang Ran and Wen Ling's wedding room?

Jiang Ran had told her that he was moving in, and his ex-wife had even brought their child with her.

Are they going to be living here from now on?!

Li Yan couldn't contain herself any longer.

Her eyes flickered, and she asked Wen Ling, "Do you and Jiang Ran both live here?"

Li Yan's question was tentative, without any aggressive tone or words, so most people wouldn't think too much about it.

But she was facing Wen Ling.

Wen Ling's eyes were cold as she glanced at her out of the corner of her eye. Her question was crisp and decisive: "What? You're planning to move in now?"

"..."

Li Yan didn't reply immediately, but looked at Wen Ling and clearly sensed that the woman in front of her was not simple.

She was about the same age as him, and her words were indeed difficult to understand. They were all probing, but the literal meaning of her words was actually quite clear.

Move in.

Come in.

Enter.

This is the character.

Li Yan understood what Wen Ling meant; she was still living there, with her and Jiang Ran's child.

"What do you mean by moving or not moving?"

Li Yan smiled, but her tone was sharp as she pointed to the divorce: "What I mean is, after you've finalized your divorce, you can't possibly continue living together, can you?"

They're getting a divorce anyway, why pretend to be so affectionate?

Or is she able to accept watching her ex-husband bring another woman home after the divorce and be all lovey-dovey with her?

Exes should all be dead, okay?

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