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

I don’t know what Zhan Yan said to the old man when he went in. Although there was no quarrel in the ward, Zhan Yan’s face looked even uglier when he came out.

"Raorao, let's go back first."

Zhan Yan walked straight up to Wen Rao, pulled her up and left.

Leaving others confused.

Zhan's father immediately went into the ward and asked the old man, but the old man wanted to wait until Zhan Yan communicated with Wen Rao before making a decision.

Mr. Zhan was even more confused. What could have happened that even the old man remained so tight-lipped?

……

Hushan Huadu

As soon as Wen Rao entered the living room, she was picked up by Zhan Yan, and the two of them rolled on the sofa together.

She thought Zhan Yan had some feelings, but he just held her and lay on the sofa, motionless and silent.

He remained silent throughout the journey, and Wen Rao did not urge him, but just accompanied him silently.

Zhan Yan lay on the sofa for a while, sighed, propped himself up with his arms, and quickly kissed Wen Rao on the cheek.

"Wife, give me some time. It's not that I don't want to say it now, but I don't know how to say it."

Zhan Yan did not intend to hide it from Wen Rao.

Some things were beyond his endurance.

Even he found it ridiculous and unbelievable, and he really didn't know how to explain it to Wen Rao.

“Okay, you are my husband, I can wait for you forever.

I can accept that you temporarily need to regulate your emotions, and I trust you completely.

Do not worry. "

Wen Rao raised her hand and touched his face.

They have been through so much, and trust has long been an indestructible foundation.

"Well, I'll take care of it, but the kids in the creek really have nothing to do with me."

Zhan Yan knew that Wen Rao must have heard Xiaoxi's name.

Although he couldn't explain the whole process to her clearly, he had never betrayed Wen Rao.

"Well, wait for you."

Wen Rao hugged him and fell asleep on the sofa unknowingly.

Zhan Yan waited until she fell asleep, then gently picked her up and put her on the bed. He turned and went to the balcony, opened the window, and couldn't help wanting to smoke a cigarette.

Only then did I remember that since I quit smoking, I had taken away all the cigarettes at home.

He lowered his head, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned three buttons of his shirt. The breeze blew past his chest and wrapped around his body.

There was no light on the balcony, and he was shrouded in shadows under the night sky. The light and shadows were mottled and flickering, but they made his three-dimensional facial features look blurry and tipsy.

But his eyes were filled with red bloodshot, and fatigue and coldness urged him to make up his mind as soon as possible.

Standing on the balcony here, all that flashed through his mind were the scenes that happened here when he first met Wen Rao.

Some things ultimately require someone to make the decision.

Zhan Yan lowered his head and dialed the phone.

"Have you found her family?"

Zhan Yan spoke in a low voice, as he was afraid of waking up Wen Rao who was sleeping.

"Boss Zhan, I found it."

"They agreed?"

"They took the money and signed the agreement without saying anything."

"Okay, arrange the surgery as soon as possible."

"Yes, Mr. Zhan."

Zhan Yan gave some brief instructions and hung up the phone.

Although his eyes seemed calm, the turbulent waves in his heart never stopped.

He took off his tie and threw it on the sofa in the living room.

The half-open shirt revealed a strong ascetic charm, but a trace of complex and contradictory pain flashed across his face.

He stood on the balcony for a long time, like a sculpture. The wind could blow his shirt and hair, and soothe his bronze chest, but it could not blow his resolute heart.

……

In the hospital, Xiaoxi woke up and saw people surrounding her bed. They were no longer doctors and nurses from the mental hospital, but her so-called family members who had not appeared for a long time.