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

Hearing that his car had been scratched, Zhan Yan looked grim.

"The car is equipped with four-way surveillance. Keep evidence and call the police."

"Understood. I'll collect evidence now."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Rao had already served the last dish.

Zhan Yan helped pull out the chair and helped Xiaoer sit down.

"Wow, hand-made fish balls, fried drumeye, sweet and sour shrimp, sophora flower cake, and spareribs."

Wen Xiaoer drooled at the sight.

Zhan Yan looked at it as an ordinary home-cooked dish, and after taking a few bites with Wen Xiaoer, he found that it tasted really good.

At least apart from the ordinary ingredients, he couldn't fault anything else.

"Are these fish balls made from those small fish?"

Zhan Yan took a bite of the fish balls, which were smooth and chewy. It seemed that he had put a lot of effort into making them.

"Yes, it makes me doubt my life when I fillet the fish. After all, the fish is too small. But it just takes time. The price of this big fish is there, but the small fish also has the taste of small fish."

Wen Rao served Zhan Yan a bowl of pork rib soup, which was the simplest mushroom clear soup, but the umami and meaty flavors were all locked in the soup, making it tasteless.

Seeing Wen Xiaoer eating several fried fish, Zhan Yan couldn't help but grab one too.

The fried fish was so crispy that even the fish bones were crispy.

Zhan Yan couldn't help but eat two, telling himself that he ate only when he was hungry.

He usually only takes one or two bites of a big fish.

"I will give you 5000 yuan for household expenses this month. You and Xiaoer can buy whatever they want to eat. You don't have to wait until the stall is closed. I will come back to eat even if I don't have any social activities."

After hearing this, Wen Rao smiled and said nothing.

Zhan Yan asked her not to talk about money all the time in the future.

She doesn't have to say it, but some habits can't be changed.

Because she knows that it is easy to go from simplicity to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!

"By the way, my mother wants to come to see you next week. You know, I came here for the non-second marriage...she doesn't believe that we can survive this month."

Zhan Yan talked about the situation.

"It doesn't matter, I'll prepare food in advance for next week."

"it is good."

Most of the next topics the two talked about were around Xiaoer.

Give him food, serve him soup, and ask him if he is tired.

After eating, Zhan Yan habitually sat still, but when he saw Xiaoer helping, he got up and helped Xiaoer take down the plate and wipe the table.

Xiaoer looked at the new drawing board that had not yet been assembled, with longing in his eyes.

Wen Rao understood his idea and asked Zhan Yan to help Xiaoer assemble it while she washed the dishes in the kitchen.

Zhan Yan spent half an hour assembling the drawing board, and Xiaoer couldn't help but praise him with Rainbow Fart.

"Brother Zhan Yan, you are so awesome. It only took half an hour to assemble it. You can almost surpass my sister. It took my sister two and ten minutes to assemble this drawing board!"

Zhan Yan was speechless.

No one is as flattering as you!

I should have known better than to leave him alone!

In the afternoon, the sun was just right, and Xiaoer was sitting on the balcony painting, with Zhan Yan accompanying him.

Occasionally take a few calls to arrange work.

He had rarely been so comfortable and leisurely in the afternoon sun.

He suddenly found that he felt a little bit like home here.

Wen Rao organized all the things he bought and took the time to make a fruit plate for them.

The fruits are just ordinary bananas, apples and pears, but she made them into cute cartoon shapes, making them more lively and interesting.

"Brother Zhan Yan, you should eat too! This fruit plate looks good and the taste can be improved a lot."

Wen Xiaoer was still a kid when he came up and liked pretty patterns.

Zhan Yan nodded, took a fork, and put a fork on the head of a cartoon rabbit made of bananas.

Xiaoer: "..." How cruel!Can't you eat the arm first?