Wen Ye's Mouth: Picking Up My Illegitimate Son!
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
However, when Yu Anwan saw the money transfer from Wen Ye, she didn't hesitate to accept it.
Yu Anwan replied, "Thanks. I'll buy a bag and put your name on it."
Wen Ye was left speechless.
"Okay, okay, your bag will have my name on it. I might not see the sun tomorrow," he muttered to himself. This was the kind of invisible, bloodless way to ruin someone.
Wen Ye felt miserable.
But what Wen Ye didn't expect was that something even worse would happen.
When Wen Zhanyan's car arrived, Wen Ye swiftly drove up and had already prepared everything around him to avoid having his face captured by any cameras.
Wen Zhanyan was also fully disguised with a hat and a mask, keeping his head down.
It wasn't until they got into Wen Ye's car that Wen Zhanyan removed these disguises.
"Come on, don't make it so big next time. I'm getting old, and my heart can't take it!" Wen Ye was still trembling from the experience.