The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

"Aunt Liu, what's the matter?" Zuo Yimeng asked.

"I don't know, Yao Shun came to Zhifan and asked him what was wrong, but he didn't say anything. He went to Zhifan's room and came out after a while. He left without even saying hello. Zhifan caught up." Liu Said the aunt.

"Yao Shun is here, why don't you call me?" Zuo Yimeng asked.

"He's looking for Zhifan." Aunt Liu said.

"Forget it, let's not worry about the young people." Zuo Yimeng said, worrying is useless. When the child is older, she has her own opinion, and she is also old.

Before Wen's accident, she didn't think she was old. After Wen's accident, she experienced exhaustion and weakness and had to admit that she was old.

"Aunt Liu, I'll go to bed for a while, you watch the time, and then ask Hanhan to get up to eat, and I will send her to kindergarten." Zuo Yimeng warned.

"Okay." Aunt Liu turned around and went to the kitchen to be busy again. The Wen family didn't like to hire a servant. His wife wanted to do everything herself. She had been in the Wen family for decades, and the Wen family had long regarded her as a family member.

Yan Yaoshun drove, racing all the way, Wen Zhifan sat in the co-pilot, he was 180 yards, this is the city, fortunately it is not the peak time, it is past 6 o'clock in the morning, this point on the road except for the bus, nothing How many private cars were delivered and there were bus transfers, otherwise, he would not even dare to drive 100 yards.

Yan's house, Yan Yaoshun's car stopped at the door of Yan's house, and walked in furiously, Wen Zhifan naturally followed behind him.

Yan Yaoshun was the first to find his own home, and Wen Zhifan felt like a thousand defenses would be hard to prevent.

The Yan family is used to getting up early, having breakfast on time at 7 o'clock, and having breakfast by mistake, go out to eat.

Today is not Sunday. Except for Yan Yingbang and Qi Wanhai, everyone else does not eat breakfast at home. They would rather sleep a little longer and go out to eat instead of getting up early to eat at home. Yan Yingbang also set a rule, no matter how busy every Sunday , Must also go home to eat three meals.

"Young Master." Aunt Lan was very surprised when she saw Yan Yaoshun, and she was even more surprised when she saw him bringing guests home. "Master, who is this?"

"Aunt Lan, he is my wife's cousin." Yan Yaoshun introduced.

My wife's cousin? Is it that difficult for Wen Zhifan to raise his eyebrows and call him his cousin? When his sister sees herself, she calls her a cousin one bite, and one cousin one bite.

Aunt Lan froze for a moment, shocked. "Master, are you remarried?"

"Yeah." Yan Yaoshun said.

"Young Master." Aunt Lan's tears of excitement flowed out, without asking the reason, she didn't ask who the woman was, what was her name, what was her surname, how old, and whether she had a job, she kept saying yes.

"Aunt Lan." Wen Zhifan called out politely.

"Okay, I'll pour you tea." Aunt Lan was wiping her tears and smiling. He is the cousin of the youngest grandmother, and she has to take care of her.

"Aunt Lan..."

"Aunt Lan, no trouble." Yan Yaoshun interrupted Wen Zhifan. Wen Zhifan raised his eyebrows and looked at him. He was thirsty. He didn't drink a sip of water when he got up in the morning. He wants to drink water now. This guy is really stingy. This is their Yan. At home, it's really stingy to not even drink his saliva.

Compared with Yan Yaoshun’s worries, Wen Zhifan is much better. If Ni Lehui really had an accident, he would definitely be very worried and would not lose to Yan Yaoshun. He didn’t think that Ni Lehui had an accident. He felt that Ni Lehui was hiding, she was deliberately hiding. Get up, let Yan Yaoshun deeply understand that a woman will pay the price if she is angry.

Wen Zhifan expressed support, but also complained. Just punish Yan Yaoshun alone and tell them that they will not betray her. For them, Yan Yaoshun is an outsider. How could they unite an outsider to deal with their own people.