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

Wen Rao thought that after watching the video posted by Zhan Yan, she could tease her uncle with the video when he woke up.

Who knew there was a huge melon inside?

Wen Rao couldn't sleep either and called Wang Ying.

Wang Ying didn't sleep either and picked up quickly.

"Raoruo, why are you looking for me so late?"

Wang Ying was worried that there was something wrong with Wen Rao's health and asked with concern.

"Yingzi, it's not me, it's about my uncle. You know he..."

Wen Rao didn't know what to say for a moment.

But I intuitively feel that Wang Ying knows this.

"You want to say that Zhan Xiucheng had sex with a woman when he was drunk, right?"

Wang Ying spoke calmly.

"You know? Who is that person?"

Wen Rao felt that although his uncle could get drunk, he was not the kind of person who would have a one-night stand.

I'm afraid there are other reasons for this.

"Actually, that day..."

Wang Ying sold her apartment, but Zhan Xiucheng didn't know it and ran to find her.

It happened that the surveillance system was broken that day and I told Wen Rao.

"Is it Ye Chongnan?"

Wen Rao was about to be devastated by the news.

"Rao Rao, it was destined by God."

Wang Ying's voice was very soft. After telling Wen Rao to go to bed early, she hung up the phone.

Wen Rao sat on the bed for a long time without coming back to his senses.

Wang Ying's reaction was a little strange.

It seems like you are escaping from something?

Is it really Ye Chongnan?

Why did she think this was anything but simple?

……

Downstairs of Wang Yingxin's residence, the driver had just stopped the car, and the drunk Zhan Xiuzheng opened the door and almost fell to the ground.

Zhan Yan and a bodyguard grabbed his arm tightly.

"Uncle, you said you wanted to take a look at where Wang Ying lives now and then leave! Now that you have seen it, let's go! Stop making trouble!"

"Wang Ying! I won't leave!"

"Oh...Wang Ying...come out and see me..."

"Wang Ying! Come out and see if I'm okay..."

Half of Zhan Xiucheng's body was outside the car, holding on to the railing on the roadside with both hands, and shouting Wang Ying's name with drunken eyes.

Wang Ying lives on the first floor now. She didn't feel sleepy even after hanging up the phone with Wen Rao, and was standing on the balcony in a daze.

Wang Ying was startled when she suddenly heard someone calling her name.

Seeing Zhan Xiucheng outside through the balcony glass, Wang Ying was about to open the balcony door and come out, but hesitated at the last step.

She turned back to the living room, closed the curtains with a splash, and turned off the lights.

"Wang Ying... don't turn off the light... I see you... I know you are at home..."

"Wang Ying! Oops! Wang Ying! Don't stop me! I want to see her!"

"Wang Ying! I like you! I'll marry you! Okay..."

Zhan Xiucheng shouted regardless, and finally Zhan Yan and the driver's bodyguard worked together to drag him back to the car.

"Drive! Hurry up!"

Zhan Yan urged the driver helplessly.

If he doesn't leave, my uncle will be accused of disturbing the public.

"Wang Ying! I want to see you! I'm not drunk! Come out and see me!"

"I'm not drunk! I miss you!"

Zhan Xiucheng kept shouting and making trouble in the car, and the two bodyguards worked together to hold him down on the seat.

This night, Wang Ying also had trouble sleeping all night.

The car finally arrived home with the drunk Zhan Xiucheng in tow.

Zhan Yan originally wanted to throw his uncle into the bedroom quietly, but he didn't know that his uncle had been making trouble in the garden and insisted on seeing Wang Ying again.

The loud noise woke up the others.

Mr. Zhan walked out of the living room and looked at Zhan Xiucheng with sharp and serious eyes.

"Have you had enough trouble?"

Mr. Zhan said coldly. He could guess that Zhan Xiucheng's drunkenness was related to his broken love.

But a man in his forties who is still drunk after being broken up in love is not allowed in the Zhan family.

"Dad! Daddy! Dad...I'm lovelorn..."

Facing Mr. Zhan's anger, Zhan Xiucheng, who was drunk, could not feel his anger.

She wandered up to the old man without crying, sat down on the ground, locked her hands on the old man's thighs, rubbed her cheek against the old man's legs, and started shouting.