When Wen Yan was facing obstacles in his graduation interview, he received a call from the wealthy Xu family - his cosmopolitan photographer father was actually the runaway young master of the Xu family, who gave birth to Wen Yan by running away with a ball for unknown reasons.
At this time, the Xu family is facing a crisis and wants Wen Yan to marry the sick beauty of the Gu family.
Be a young master? Can.
Marriage? No... No, is this Gu the same character as the one on the back of his father's photo?
Wen Yan decided to agree to the marriage.
Wen Yan, who broke his glasses at the banquet, saw a wheelchair in his blurred vision. The figure was as cold as frost, and the fingertips resting on the blanket were as pale as jade.
This must be his marriage partner!
Wen Yan raised a smile and stepped forward to hold the other person's cold hand: "Hello, wife, we must get along well in the future."
The whole place was dead silent.
The Shen family housekeeper reminded in a trembling voice:
"Master Yan... This is the person in charge of the Gu family, Gu Qianzhou, the brother-in-law of your marriage partner."
The man in the wheelchair chuckled and clasped Wen Yan's wrist with his backhand:
"Okay, sir."
Wen Yan put on new glasses and faced a beautiful and pale face.
If you admit your mistake, just admit it. You are caring about your family anyway.
Until the wedding night, Wen Yan was pinned next to the bed.
"Wait... Why am I down there?"
After two seconds of silence, Wen Yan was lifted out of thin air and sat on the man's lap.
"Is this okay?"
Wen Yan:......
In order to find another father, he "sacrificed" too much.
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A year later, Wen Lan, who had won the grand prize for his latest photo, returned happily to announce the good news to his son. He was dumbfounded as he watched his son being held tightly in his arms, with a rosy face that showed he was well-raised.
Except--the belly is bulging!
Wenlan's pupils trembled: "Son... You have gained weight, right?"
Before his son could answer, a pair of familiar big hands tightened around his waist with a chill.
"You used this reason to lie to me back then, huh?"
Tips for reading the article: Double C, a boy, dotes on the article, not very good at clearing mines, please quit if you don't like it, the author has a cold heart.
Intention: Even if you admit the wrong person, you will never love the wrong person
