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

It seemed that Zhan Yan’s hand was about to fall on his face.

Wen Rao knew she couldn't hide it anymore, so she simply wiped her face clean.

"Honey, it's me."

Wen Rao wiped off some of the mud on her face, and the outlines of her facial features could be vaguely seen.

Zhan Yan took a breath of cold air when he saw this.

The next moment he took off his coat and wrapped it around her.

"Don't catch a cold. Go wash yourself and change your clothes first."

"Blow dry your hair too."

Zhan Yan didn’t bother to blame Wen Rao at the first moment. He picked her up and walked towards the bathing place.

Koizumi walked up and patted Jin Xi on the shoulder.

"Do I need a hug?"

Jin Xi rolled her eyes: "I need a hammer."

Koizumi couldn't help laughing out loud.

He thought they were two clay figures from somewhere!

It turned out to be Mrs. Zhan and Jin Xi!

It was two hours later when Wen Rao finished washing up.

There was so much mud that it took me more than an hour just to wash my hair.

Even so, Zhan Yan still felt that it was not clean. If Wen Rao hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to help personally.

"Honey, I really cleaned it.

I know you have a bit of a mysophobia, how about we..."

Before Wen Rao could even utter the words "sleep separately", Zhan Yan glared back at her.

“Do you think I dislike you when I ask you to wash it clean?

I'm afraid you'll get sick!

Who knows how many years those puddles have been filled with water? How many bacteria are there?

you……"

Zhan Yan was successfully angered by Wen Rao to the point of becoming autistic.

Wen Rao said carefully while wiping her hair.

"I know you're angry, this is just to liven up the atmosphere.

You must be blaming me, why did you only bring Jin Xi with you?

Actually, we brought a locator with us, but I thought we were not in danger, just a little embarrassed, so I didn’t inform you and everyone else.

And the people who are the most tired these days are the butlers and bodyguards, who are working around the clock.

I think I can handle it, so I don't want to trouble you.

Don’t be angry…”

Wen Rao said as she handed the hair dryer to Zhan Yan.

How could he resist such a brilliant smile?

He took the hair dryer with a seemingly gloomy face, but he carefully adjusted the air volume to the gentlest setting and patiently blew her hair.

Wen Rao hadn't cut her hair for a long time, and her long hair, dyed black tea brown, was thick and smooth.

It touches your fingertips and cleanses your heart.

"Now that you've said that, what else can I say?"

Zhan Yan felt that she was deliberately using the beauty trick to silence him.

"Hubby, you just have to trust me. If I'm really in danger, I will activate the locator without hesitation.

At other times, you still have to believe in my ability."

"Ah!"

Wen Rao had just finished speaking when she sneezed loudly.

Zhan Yan had suppressed his anger, but now it flared up again.

Look! They all caught a cold!

See what else she has to say?

"I... I'm not cold, I have a sensitive nose, I..."

"When did you develop a sensitive nose? How come I didn't know?"

Zhan Yan spoke in a cold voice.

He put down the hair dryer and stared at her seriously.

Wen Rao was forced to hold back what she wanted to say.

"Raorao said she has a sensitive nose and that's it!

As a husband, if you don’t even know this, are you worthy of being someone’s husband?

Go, go, go, and stay aside."

Just when Wen Rao didn't know how to explain, Zhan's mother came in with a bowl of ginger sugar water.

As soon as she arrived, she pushed Zhan Yan to the side, sat on the edge of the bed, and let Wen Rao drink the ginger sugar water first.

Zhan Yan became even angrier when he looked at the bowl of ginger sugar water.

"Mom, you know she's prone to catching a cold if exposed to the wind, so I made her some ginger and sugar water.

Did I say anything wrong?

Zhan Yan just didn't want Wen Rao to run around outside all the time, but he knew he couldn't stop her.

He felt conflicted and helpless.