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

As soon as Zhan's mother appeared, the conversation between Wen Rao and others came to an abrupt end.

"Mom, Grandpa is going to Yuncheng. Raorao and I will discuss with Dad how to persuade him."

Zhan Yan spoke first.

Guilt flashed across Wen Rao's eyes.

Mr. Zhan stepped forward and held his wife's hand.

This action made Zhan’s mother feel a little uncomfortable. They were an old couple, it would be fine for them to just be affectionate at home, but why did they do this in front of their children?

"Wife, let Xiaoyan and Raorao go and persuade them. I'm a little tired. Let's go home and rest."

Mr. Zhan pulled Mrs. Zhan to go back.

"I haven't seen the old man yet."

Zhan's mother thought Zhan's father was a little strange and wanted to ask a few more questions, but he pulled her away.

Wen Rao looked at the two people's backs as they left, and leaned gently in Zhan Yan's arms.

"Hubby, how long can we keep this secret?"

She knew that Zhan's mother loved her as her own daughter, and she felt bad for hiding it from her.

But Zhan's mother's body is really not suitable for stimulation.

“The only ones who know the truth are you, me and Dad, so this is the best outcome.

I just want you to face it with me."

Zhan Yan hugged Wen Rao and rubbed his cheek against the top of her head. A thousand words could not express the meaning of a hug at this moment.

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Triangle

Rong Xinyan has been here for more than half a month. She can't eat or sleep well, let alone dress herself.

His face was sallow, his hair was dry and yellow, and he was skin and bones.

Although she doesn't have to entertain customers like other women living with her, sometimes the customers who are too busy will just pull the women to do it with them.

Rong Xinyan would scream and run away at first, but now she just shrinks into the corner, lowers her head, and says nothing.

She thought about running away, but Basong, the son of nine dragons, told her that even if she ran away, he would not send anyone to chase her because she could not escape at all.

There were primeval forests, poisonous snakes, ferocious beasts, and various animal traps nearby. She wouldn't be able to walk far before something bad happened.

By then, you’ll be dead.

If she stayed, at least she could wait for Bai Yongchang to pick her up.

Rong Xinyan smelled bad all over. She hadn't had a good bath for a long time.

Her body was covered with marks of mosquito and flea bites. Her previous illness had never been cured and there was no specific medicine. She bled almost every day.

She didn't know how long she would have to wait for such a day.

"You! Come out."

Just when Rong Xinyan was in despair, Basong brought a few of his younger brothers over and waved at her in the corner.

"Are you looking for me?"

Rong Xinyan spoke, her voice hoarse.

"Someone is here to pick you up. We'll take you to the border."

Basong's words finally brightened up Rong Xinyan's dark eyes, and she almost jumped up from the ground.

"Where are they?"

Rong Xinyan's eyes were filled with tears as soon as she opened her mouth.

"They won't come. I'll send someone to take you to the border. Let's go."

After saying that, Basong turned and left. Rong Xinyan saw a jeep outside the cabin and was about to get in it, but Basong shouted at her and yelled at her to get off.

"What are you doing? Is this car yours to ride in? You are such an unlucky woman! Get out! Go over there!"

Basong had no sympathy for Rong Xinyan.

Here, when a woman has physical discomfort, she will be considered unlucky by the patriarchal locals.

People like Rong Xinyan who have trouble every day are even less welcome.

Rong Xinyan was scolded, but she dared not say anything.

His sight shifted from the jeep to a large truck on the side that was stuffed with all kinds of livestock. Suddenly, his pupils widened and his eyes were full of resistance.