After admitting the wrong person and getting the wrong certificate, the heir of a wealthy family bec

Zhan Yan is also a representative of high IQ. From the current reactions of Wen Rao and Zhu Hexu, as well as the lack of information about her work and Zhu Hexu, it is inferred that they are probably performing tasks.

But when he saw Zhu Hexu raising his hand and touching Wen Rao's shoulder on the surveillance camera, Zhan Yan still felt unhappy even though he knew they were doing a task.

In fact, it was because of his lack of consideration before. He should have thought of Wen Rao's work background and should not have made a one-month agreement with her.

Instead, we should cut the knot quickly and divorce directly after a month.

As for the mother, how many days can it be delayed?

There is no need to attend a charity dinner and have to avoid her.

"Tell the organizer that I have to leave temporarily and Zhuang Tao will attend on my behalf."

Zhan Yan got up and left, and Zhuang Tao was driven to the shelf.

After leaving the venue, Zhan Yan, who was sitting in the Rolls-Royce, smiled sarcastically.

That Wen has such a big face!

Even he wants to avoid her!

Zhan Yan lowered his head and looked through the photos sent by Zhuang Tao. One of them was a photo of Zhu Hexu and Wen Rao when they were in college.

There are other people in the photo, but Wen Rao is the most eye-catching. She is the kind of person who is youthful and beautiful without makeup and can be seen at a glance.

In the group photo, there was a woman separated between Zhu Hexu and Wen Rao, but Zhu Hexu looked at Wen Rao through the woman, his eyes clearly filled with ignorance and secret love.

Zhan Yan locked his phone and pinched his eyebrows. Does anyone like that self-righteous and arrogant woman?

"Mr. Zhan, all the flowers from Hushan have arrived."

The driver, Lao Liu, stopped at the intersection opposite Hushan Huadu.

Zhan Yan's original plan was to live in Hushan and Huadu starting from tonight. After all, he still had to put on a show for his mother, but he felt unhappy when he thought that tonight's nice dinner would be ruined by Wen Rao.

He planned to go to the tea shop to say hello to Aunt Sun and then return to the villa. After all, he was already here.

Just as he entered the tea shop, he saw Wen Xiaoer pushing a wheelchair towards him.

"Brother, please eat chocolate."

Wen Xiaoer recognized him and handed his only piece of chocolate to Zhan Yan.

The chocolate had melted after being kept in his pocket for a long time, and it still had the warmth of Wen Xiaoer's palm.

"good."

Zhan Yan couldn't keep a straight face towards a 15-year-old boy with a rare disease, so he patted his head, took the piece of chocolate, and put it into his pocket.

Seeing that he had collected the chocolate, Wen Xiaoer smiled pale but brightly at him.

"Aunt Sun, I'm sorry to bother you."

Zhan Yan and Aunt Sun greeted each other familiarly.

Aunt Sun was his first teacher, teaching him painting and rules since he was a child.

Later, when Aunt Sun reached retirement age, he wanted to buy her a villa for retirement. Aunt Sun disagreed, so she opened a tea shop nearby.

When Zhan Yan agreed to register, he bought a house in the same community as Aunt Sun, so that Aunt Sun could help keep an eye on it.

Aunt Sun came out, her expression not as calm and indifferent as when she saw Wen Rao before, but with a shallow warm smile.

"The young master is here..."

"Aunt Sun..." Zhan Yan winked at Aunt Sun and told her not to call him Master.

Aunt Sun smiled apologetically, saying she was used to it and couldn't change it for a while.

"Have you had dinner?" Zhan Yan looked at Wen Xiaoer and saw that he was looking in the direction of the bungalow at the door, obviously wanting to go back.

"I've eaten, and he's eaten too." Aunt Sun looked at Xiao'er in a different way.

"I'll take him back. You can close the door early and rest."

Zhan Yan said goodbye to Aunt Sun and pushed Xiaoer's wheelchair back.

Xiaoer breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to be looking forward to going back.

Zhan Yan didn't think much about it. When he got downstairs, he carried Xiaoer upstairs first, placed him in the living room, and then went back downstairs to carry the wheelchair up.

Because Xiaoer was there, he couldn't ask the bodyguard to help, so he had to do it himself.

After doing all this, Xiaoer pulled his sleeve and made a request. Only then did he know the reason why Xiaoer was anxious to come back.

Inexplicably, I felt lucky to be back.