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

457 I am single from birth!Where did the first love come from!

Zhan's mother stood up, maintained restraint, said a few common words to Zhan Yan and left first.

Zhan Yan sat down opposite Wen Rao. Because he was walking in a hurry, his stomach was twitching now.

"You don't look good? Are you just working overtime without eating breakfast?"

Wen Rao said as she took out the bread she bought at the vegetable market and handed it to him.

"You cushion first."

Wen Rao said and carefully opened the package.

Zhan Yan took the bread and broke it into half.

"You didn't have lunch either, half for each person."

He knew it was a warm lunch, so why was he willing to eat it all?

Wen Rao didn't hesitate, took it and took a bite.

"Actually, your mother doesn't want me to come home for dinner, but she wants me to..."

"Marriage is a matter between the two of us. No one can make the decision for us! Unless you want to give up."

Zhan Yan interrupted her with a firm tone.

Zhan Yan could never see any trace of emotional pain on her face.

I don't know if she hid it too well, or if the pain got deeper, she hid it deeper.

"You don't have to care about my mother's opinion. In fact, my grandfather and everyone else in the family like you, including myself."

"Cough cough!"

When Zhan Yan said the last words, Wen Rao happened to take a sip of tea and was so frightened that she choked.

Zhan Yan immediately stood up and sat down next to her, patting her on the back.

"Slow down, shouldn't you feel honored to be liked by me? Why is it still a shock?"

Zhan Yan spoke mockingly.

Wen Rao couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'm so honored! But I'm afraid I won't be able to respond to your love!"

Wen Rao said half-jokingly.

Zhan Yan took the opportunity to ask, "Have you ever liked other men before? There must be first love."

Wen Rao said without hesitation, "I am single from birth! Where does my first love come from? There is no secret love either!"

Wen Rao tells the truth.

Zhan Yan was stunned when he heard this.

Single mother?

Then who is Aqiang?

Zhan Yan was surprised and happy at the same time.

It was like being dragged from the deep sea to the clouds.

Did you misunderstand yourself?

But Wen Rao cried so sadly that night, obviously trapped by love.

Was she embarrassed to tell herself?

Zhan Yan's determination defeated his fear of losing his courage at this moment. He suddenly held Wen Rao's hand and asked seriously,

"Last time you were sick, you called a man named Aqiang and said you didn't come... I waited for you all day... you lied to me... you didn't come... wasn't that man your first love?"

Zhan Yan mustered up the courage to speak. After speaking, he waited quietly for Wen Rao's response.

After hearing his words, Wen Rao was obviously stunned for a moment, her eyes were quickly stained with autumn frost, and her whole figure was immersed in boundless sorrow.

She said nothing, as quiet as if time had stopped around her.

Although Zhan Yan wanted to know the answer, he couldn't bear to see her like this.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it. Just pretend I didn't ask."

Zhan Yan's voice was deep, and his heart had hit rock bottom.

Perhaps no matter how long it takes, Wen Rao's heart belongs to that Aqiang.

No one can take it away.

In this relationship, he is like a third party.

Maybe one day, he will have no choice but to give up Wen Rao.

Zhan Yan suppressed the jealousy in his eyes and returned to his seat to sit down.

A few minutes passed, and to him, it felt like a long century.

Just when he thought Wen Rao would not answer again, Wen Rao said softly, "A Qiang is not my first love."

Zhan Yan: "Oh."

If it’s not first love, then it’s true love?

Isn't it the same for him?