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

Zhan Yan's compromise came from his heart, not just to deal with Wen Rao.

Wen Rao hugged him, and the air was filled with mist.

"Between husband and wife, let's not talk about this anymore."

Her meaning is very simple, there is nothing that cannot be said between husband and wife.

If so, then the fate of this couple has come to an end.

She and Zhan Yan cherish their time together.

"Then you don't care about me tonight?"

Zhan Yan sounded as if he had been greatly wronged.

Wen Rao also wanted to pinch his waist, but his waist proportions were too good. Even though he didn't exercise much at this time, he didn't have any fat.

"What do you say?!"

Wen Rao, who failed to succeed, was a little depressed. She blushed and helped Zhan Yan up, letting him sit on the head of the bed.

"My wife naturally doesn't want to leave me alone."

Zhan Yan looked at Wen Rao with a bright smile.

Wen Rao was about to tease him a few words when the cell phone in his pocket rang. After he answered the call, the tired voice of Chunfeng came from there.

"Raoruo, I have to go back to Qingshi a few days late. My client is sick and I haven't met him yet."

"Chunfeng, please pay more attention to rest."

What Wen Rao cares about most is not business, but Chunfeng's health.

"Don't worry, I just want to improve the plan, but I need to inform your boss."

Chunfeng's tone was playful.

Zhan Yan invested in Chunfeng and Ye Enpei's companies in Wen Rao's name, so Wen Rao was also the boss.

"I'm only one-third the boss!"

Wen Rao corrected her with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Rao suddenly thought of something.

"Honey, is Zhuang Tao also in Kyoto?"

Zhan Yan was stunned for a moment and replied briefly, "Yes."

"I heard that you introduced this customer, so he should know Zhuang Tao. The customer was fine before, but he fell ill as soon as the spring breeze passed. Is it a coincidence?"

"And I heard that Zhuang Tao traded first class for economy class on the plane just to sit with Chunfeng."

Zhan Yan couldn't answer Wen Rao's question.

On one side is his wife, on the other side he is a good brother.

Zhan Yan could only respond vaguely.

"Why is my wife so smart? But Zhuang Tao and Zhu Chunfeng are not stupid either. Let them solve it themselves."

Zhan Yan said and was about to hug Wen Rao.

Wen Rao showed a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

"If you don't say anything, I will go next door to rest."

After saying that, she stood up to leave, but Zhan Yan hurriedly stopped her.

"Don't go, wife, I say."

Between his wife and his good brother, Mr. Zhan chose his wife without hesitation.

"Raoruo, the client is indeed sick, but he wanted to insist on meeting Zhu Chunfeng even though he was sick, but Zhuang Tao stopped him and asked him to meet Zhu Chunfeng after he recovers."

Zhan Yan told everything he knew.

Wen Rao raised his eyebrows with a look of understanding.

"I see!"

Wen Rao nodded thoughtfully and walked out of the room with his cell phone in hand.

Looking at the empty room, Zhan Yan picked up the mobile phone beside him and hesitated whether to tell Zhuang Tao.

When Wen Rao came back, Zhan Yan looked expectantly like my wife, you see how loyal I am to you and begging for praise.

Wen Rao sat down by the bed and raised her hand to touch his cheek. She smiled brightly, but it also gave him the feeling of settling a score with his wife.

"When I went out to make the phone call, did you inform Zhuang Tao?"

Zhan Yan's heart skipped a beat when he heard Wen Rao's words.

Subconsciously, I clenched my phone.

Wen Rao stretched out her palm towards him.

"Give me your phone, I want to see it."

Wen Rao's voice is as gentle as water, but the gentler she is, the fiercer the storm will be in a while.