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

When the child soldier came in, his eyes were fixed on the mutton-fat jade pendant on Zhan Xiucheng's chest.

Zhan Xiucheng ignored him too.

If it weren't for the pity for the child, Xiao Yan and I would not have been caught.

“That…I want it.

I'll change with you..."

The child soldier spoke, speaking in stiff Chinese.

Zhan Xiucheng lowered his head to look at the exposed mutton-fat jade token, raised his hand and put it back, still ignoring him.

Zhan Yan didn't say anything, just lowered his head and ate quietly.

He looks so leisurely, unlike someone who has been kidnapped.

He would eat his fill at every meal so that he would have the strength to escape.

"If you don't give it to me... I will..."

When the child soldier saw that Zhan Xiucheng didn't react, a fierce look appeared on his young face. He immediately took out a pomegranate seed from his pocket and pretended to scare them.

Zhan Yan and Zhan Xiucheng looked at each other, still eating with their heads down without saying a word.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, the voice of the guard was heard at the door.

He must have become suspicious because he saw that the child soldier had been in for such a long time and hadn't left.

The child soldier hurriedly put away the pomegranate seeds, stood up and walked out unwillingly.

Before leaving, he looked at Zhan Xiucheng with a gloomy and ferocious look, which was not the look a teenager should have.

These child soldiers have been completely brainwashed.

There is no reverence for life.

The guard took a look at the door, and went back when he saw nothing unusual.

After dinner, Zhan Yan seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but he was actually thinking about his future plans.

Zhan Xiucheng coughed a few times beside him. Zhan Yan opened his eyes and saw that his face looked a little ugly. He asked in a deep voice,

"Uncle, did you catch a cold last night?"

Zhan Yan asked with concern.

Zhan Xiucheng waved his hand.

“It’s okay.

As for you, I saw you holding your stomach last night and looking very uncomfortable, but when I asked you, you said you were fine."

Zhan Xiucheng understood that Zhan Yan was also holding on.

"I'm fine, I'm just thinking about something."

Zhan Yan looked towards the window.

"Are you thinking about Raorao?"

Zhan Xiucheng naturally understood who held the most importance in Zhan Yan's heart.

"Uncle, what about you? You are also thinking about Wang Ying and Tuan Tuan, right?"

The uncle and nephew exposed each other and found joy in suffering.

"I'm better than you. I can think of one more person."

Zhan Xiucheng is even trying to compare himself with others.

“You don’t know how cute Tuantuan is now.

What a sweet mouth! Her eyes are exactly like Wang Ying's, black and bright.

Also, I found that Tuantuan is becoming more and more like me when I was a child.

Didn’t the experts say that?

Children will become more and more like whoever they grow up with.

When I go out in the future, people will definitely think he is my biological son."

When Zhan Xiucheng thought of Tuan Tuan and Wang Ying, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Zhan Yan laughed.

"Which expert said that? An expert called Zhan Xiucheng?"

Zhan Xiucheng: "..."

"I am your uncle after all, and he is your brother! How dare you make fun of us?

Look, I won’t tell the old man when I get back!”

Zhan Xiucheng has confidence in Tuan Tuan and Yingzi, and he believes that the old man will definitely like them.

“Knowing that you have your son’s support, I’m afraid.

us……"

boom!

Before Zhan Yan could finish his words, a loud noise sounded not far away.

"What's going on? Did they act ahead of time?"

Upon hearing the explosion, Zhan Xiucheng's first reaction was to leave immediately.

Zhan Yan suddenly grabbed him.

"Something's wrong! Wait a minute."

Zhan Yan also wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

But none of the hints Wen Rao had given him before pointed to taking action upon hearing the explosion.

If this was the secret code, Wen Rao would make sure he knew it before leaving.