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

Wen Rao and Sister Sun looked at each other. Sister Sun stood still and observed Miaomiao while Wen Rao walked over.

"Miaomiao, what happened in the past is in the past. Grandpa believes you sincerely repent! You won't do it again."

Mr. Zhan is still patiently teaching Miaomiao.

Miaomiao's expression was a bit perfunctory.

Miaomiao: "I know."

"Grandpa, let me take you back."

Wen Rao stepped forward and was about to help Mr. Zhan, but Miaomiao stepped in front of her, looking at her with a look that was both provocative and jealous.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhan motioned to Miaomiao to leave first. He had something to say to Wen Rao.

Miaomiao reluctantly left.

Wen Rao took Mr. Zhan to the lounge downstairs.

"Grandpa, did you help Miaomiao pay the landlord 5 yuan?"

Wen Rao's tone was not questioning, just simply asking.

After all, the money belongs to grandpa, and it is his own business how he wants to spend it.

"Rao Rao, this child Miaomiao is very similar to an old friend I knew before. I regretted once that I couldn't help that friend get through the difficulties, so I don't want to leave any more regrets on Miaomiao. Please ask me about this matter." You continue to keep my secrets."

While the old man was talking, Zhan Yan called.

"Raoruo, I can't have dinner with you tonight. The company has something urgent and I have to work overtime."

Zhan Yan's tone was full of exhaustion.

"Okay, you get busy first. I'll make some dumplings that can be frozen. I'll make them for you as a midnight snack when you get home."

Wen Rao and Zhan Yan chatted for a few words and then hung up.

Looking up at Mr. Zhan, Wen Rao said thoughtfully,

"Grandpa, Zhan Yan said it was a lie when he said he worked overtime. I'm afraid everyone in the Zhan family is looking for you to go crazy! He said he worked overtime because he was afraid that I would worry."

Wen Rao reacted quickly, and her grandfather looked at her with relief.

"Raoruo, you are a kind and smart child. Xiaoyan is lucky to marry you. You must live a good life in the future and never separate.

If Xiao Yan has hidden something from you, please give him one more chance. After all, before he met you, his past life experience was off the ordinary track.

It's time for me to go back. After I go back, I will have a way to explain to those brats. You can go about your business. "

There is something in Grandpa's words. His biggest expectation for Wen Rao is that she can always stay by Xiao Yan's side.

"Grandpa, I don't mean to say anything bad about Miaomiao, but Miaomiao does have a lot more secrets and scheming than her peers. You have good intentions in helping her, but the most important thing is to let her get on the right track as soon as possible."

Grandpa's heart skipped a beat when he heard Wen Rao's words.

As he is older, he values ​​feelings and can reflect. Especially for the people and things he owed in the past, he wants to take full responsibility to the end without leaving any regrets.

But what Rao Rao said made sense. He helped Miaomiao time and time again. It was not impossible, but the prerequisite was that Miaomiao wanted to go back to the right path.

Mr. Zhan nodded to Wen Rao and left first.

Wen Rao continued to go to work and had to report the case to her colleague at the front desk.

When I was about to get off work, a girl stumbled in. One of her shoes was missing, her hair was disheveled, and her clothes were torn into pieces.

"I want to call the police...someone raped me...wuwuwu..."

The girl spoke, her voice trembling and hoarse.

Wen Rao was at the report office with a male colleague from another group. She was better suited to handle this situation than her male colleague, so she immediately walked out, walked around to the girl, and helped her sit on a chair nearby.

The girl's drooped head slowly raised.

"Miaomiao?" Wen Rao was shocked when he recognized the girl.

Miaomiao's eyes were red and she nodded slightly, "It's me. I was raped by your husband's grandfather..."

Wen Rao: "..."