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

Wen Rao and Ye Enpei both looked at Zhu Chunfeng at this time.

Zhu Chunfeng expressed his doubts.

"If he hides your true identity, then there are two reasons. One is that he is extremely rich! The other is that his identity is mysterious and it is inconvenient to tell you!

If it were just a relative of Zhan Xin, it wouldn't be that bad! "

Zhu Chunfeng just felt that if Zhan Yan had something to hide, it might not be as simple as Zhan Xin's relative.

"Then can he still be Zhan Xin?"

Ye Enpei said seemingly casually.

"It's not Zhanxin! I've seen Zhanxin! It was in Zhanxin's president's office! I was helping Enpei deliver the letter. Later, Enpei also received a reply from Zhanxin, saying that he had received the news.

I guess it was when we first met, he thought I was the kind of woman who asked for betrothal gifts and a wedding room. He was afraid that if I knew that he and Zhan Xin were related, he would arrange jobs for his weird relatives. "

Wen Rao felt that Zhan Yan could only hide so much from him.

After all, whoever is related to Zhan Xin is enough to attract attention in Qingshi.

"It's also possible that it was Zhan Xin's instruction. He himself keeps a low profile and no photos of him have been leaked on various social media.

So he doesn't want his relatives to be too high-profile!Maybe he didn't let Zhan Yan say it. "

Ye Enpei analyzed it and comforted Wen Rao.

Wen Rao understood that she didn't want to get into trouble with Zhan Yan because of this.

"Then... I'd better pretend to know nothing! After all, he said before that he would tell me when the time is right!

Besides, when we are together, we have identified each other as a person. It is Zhanxin’s business to show his power!It has nothing to do with Zhan Yan!

He is not Zhan Xin! "

Wen Rao still chose to give Zhan Yan time and opportunity to tell her in person.

……

Zhanjia's old house

Zhan Xiucheng entered Mr. Zhan's study again.

Mr. Zhan rubbed his eyebrows and said impatiently, "What's wrong? You appeared in front of me for the 12th time today!"

"Dad, it's time to take medicine, and you can also cooperate with physical therapy."

Zhan Xiucheng didn't care at all about the old man's impatience and pushed in the physical therapy device.

"Just let the family doctor do this! Are you free?"

Mr. Zhan can see Zhan Xiucheng as soon as he opens his eyes these days, and he can also see him before going to bed.

He was really tired of watching it.

This morning it was even more bizarre. When he was drifting into sleep, he suddenly felt someone standing next to his bed.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Zhan Xiucheng.

He said that he saw that he was sleeping deeply and was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so he came in to guard him.

During this period, he also tried his breathing.

Mr. Zhan woke up from the fright and scolded Zhan Xiucheng.

If it had been in the past, Zhan Xiucheng would have slammed the door and left long ago.

This time he listened with good temper.

Even if the old man asked him to go on a blind date yesterday, he would not refuse.

However, he took other girls to Wang Ying's stall to eat snacks, and even let people stand on the roadside to eat.

The girl wore eight centimeter high heels and cried from exhaustion after standing for a while.

Naturally, there is no further content.

"Dad, I want to spend more time with you. Besides, I'm also a medical student, and I'm good at debugging medical equipment."

Zhan Xiucheng didn't care at all about the disgust in the old man's eyes. After adjusting the equipment, he asked the old man to follow him for physical therapy.

In the evening, when the old man saw that he still refused to leave, he sighed and asked him to sit next to him.

Zhan Xiucheng walked over and sat beside the old man, as obedient as a primary school student.

The old man looked at him steadily and spoke slowly, but Zhan Xiucheng burst into tears instantly.