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

"Wife, let's go. We still have to continue looking for clues."

Zhan Yan took Wen Rao's hand and prepared to leave.

Because A'Du's eyes fell on his face from time to time, he was very annoyed and wanted to pull Wen Rao away first.

Wen Rao also felt the wet, cold and stubborn eyes of A'du when he looked at Zhan Yan.

It's obvious that he has feelings for Zhan Yan.

"Honey, do young people nowadays like to be secretive when they are in love?

Or maybe I have too many boyfriends and I’m afraid of being exposed, so I don’t dare to admit it.”

Before leaving, Wen Rao did not forget to annoy A'Du.

She didn't mention A'Du by name.

A'Du was already feeling guilty, so naturally he didn't dare to refute anything.

If Aza comes back and hears it, she would be shooting herself in the foot.

Looking at the backs of Wen Rao and Zhan Yan leaving side by side, A'du took a deep breath and continued to look like an innocent victim.

But he couldn't hide the resentment in his eyes.

……

In Qingshan Pavilion, Wen Rao and Zhan Yan were out for most of the day, but there were no useful clues for the time being.

However, the appearance of Aza made Wen Rao discover another side of Adu.

If you can prove that Adu has more than one fish, Aza, dig out the other fishes in Adu.

When those fish collided with each other, that was the moment when Adu was exposed.

Therefore, their investigation direction can be leaning towards this.

In the study, Zhan's father and mother talked about the scenes of their first meeting, the first time they held hands, and the first time they hugged.

Wen Rao and Zhan Yan were listening outside and didn't go in to disturb them.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhan suddenly started talking about their past relationships because they wanted to use those good memories and touches to suppress the bad things around them.

It's not that they are escaping from reality, but they are helping each other get through this in their own way.

Wen Rao was pulled by Zhan Yan out of her parents' study.

Back in their room, Zhan Yan put aside his cold and tough demeanor during the day, rested his chin on her shoulder, and his fatigue was evident on his face.

“Wife, before I came here, I also thought that it’s not that easy to balance the relationship between the major families here and Qingshan Pavilion.

I just didn't expect that after so many years, some people here are still living more than a hundred years ago.

Especially the Cun Dao family, they have become even worse than before."

Zhan Yan's tired voice revealed a hint of murderous intent.

Wen Rao knew that he had already taken other actions in private.

He is a person who likes to do things in a multi-pronged way.

We will make predictions before the crisis comes.

If the other party uses underhanded tactics that go beyond his expectations, he will show no mercy.

“The problems here are certainly not something that can be solved overnight.

But as a family, we are united and will definitely get through this.

Unlike the people in the Cun Dao family, they all have their own thoughts."

Wen Rao refers to blonde hair.

If she could find evidence to prove that it was Jinfa who pushed Jinbao, she would really like to see how Chief Cundao would react!

"Ah! Someone cut his wrist at the door! There's so much blood."

Just as Wen Rao and Zhan Yan were discussing the next countermeasures, the scream of Dahua's mother was heard outside the door.

After hearing this, Wen Rao and Zhan Yan immediately brought their men to the entrance of Qingshan Pavilion.

It is evening now, and it is not completely dark yet. You can see a woman lying at the foot of the steps of Qingshan Pavilion.

The woman's wrists and arms were covered in blood, and she was calling out weakly.

There were also many followers of the Cun Dao family gathered outside, as well as neighbors who came to watch the fun.

But no one dared to step forward at this time.

The expression on the woman's face was truly horrifying.

There is both despair and the ruthlessness of dying together.