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

The old lady of Bhutto's family was at home the whole time, but she dared not show up. She could only hide in the house, trembling with anger.

Listening to those unbearable curses, she wanted to rush out and retort loudly.

She is not the old slut that those people say she is!

She has studied! She has been to school! Her ancestors even had a scholar!

She is different from the tyrannical and shrewish wife of the clan leader.

But she could only refute in her heart and didn't dare to go out at all.

She knew too well the consequences of going out.

The clan leader's wife is not a fool either, she is just waiting for her to fall into the trap.

……

Outside Qingshan Pavilion, there was a scene because of the clan leader's wife, and the neighbors who watched the scene went back and told others what they had seen.

Soon, even the whole town knew that Bhutto was the illegitimate son of the patriarch.

When Zhan Yan came back in the evening, he found out about the whole thing. Although he didn't say anything, Wen Rao could feel that he didn't want to let the clan leader's son go.

She will definitely take action.

"Hubby, you and Grandpa have to mediate with other family forces during the day.

Looking for big and small flowers has already consumed a lot of your time and energy.

Just leave it to me to deal with those people from the Bhutto family."

Wen Rao shook Zhan Yan's arm.

Zhan Yan frowned, his expression still not looking good.

"Xiao Yan, I'll accompany Raorao, don't worry.

Raorao also wants to share your worries.

If you insist on solving it yourself, Rao Rao will feel that you are a burden."

When Zhan's mother received a look from Wen Rao, she quickly spoke up to help.

Zhan Yan looked at his mother, then at Wen Rao, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Mom, shouldn't you come with me to persuade Raorao's mother?

Why are you still helping her?

I asked Raorao to come along, and I never intended to let her get involved in the chaos here.

Actually, it's my fault too. I should have let you live in town and come here occasionally."

Although Zhan Yan still couldn't bear to let Wen Rao be too tired.

But things have come to this point. He can hardly convince Wen Rao, let alone his mother. It is even more difficult.

"Hubby, it's too late for you to regret now.

Unless you regret bringing me here!"

Wen Rao's words had Zhan Yan in her control, how could he dare to say that he regretted it?

He wanted to be with her all the time.

He wanted to shrink her and put her in his pocket at any time, so how could he regret bringing her here?

"I know I can't convince you!

You are so powerful now, our mom will always stand by you!

I am fighting alone now!"

Although Zhan Yan compromised, he still felt helpless in his heart. His words "fighting alone" made Wen Rao laugh.

"Not really. You can also get our dad to join you."

After Wen Rao finished speaking, Zhan's mother snorted, "Your father has to have the courage!

Raorao, remember, from now on, it’s three against one in our house!

If the old man is included, it will be four to one!"

Zhan's mother is full of confidence.

It is self-evident who that one is.

Seeing that Zhan Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Wen Rao quickly changed the subject.

“In fact, the most urgent task now is to find the big and small flowers.

We should no longer look for targets in the mountains.

I suspect that Bhutto and the patriarch have hidden Dahua and Xiaohua in some corner."

When Wen Rao mentioned Bhutto and the patriarch, her face darkened for a moment.

As the saying goes, even a tiger will not eat its own cubs, but Bhutto wished she could exchange the lives of her own flesh and blood for her own wealth, glory and a life of luxury.

"We can't wait any longer. We have to take action."

Zhan Yan raised his eyebrows, and a full plan was already in his eyes.