He Yihan heard this, and moved closer to him, with a wicked smile, as if for a lawless tomboy.
"Yes, come on."
Wen Wangzhou raised his eyebrows and shook his head decisively.
"I reject."
After finishing speaking, he stepped on the brakes.
"Okay, your home is here."
He Yihan got out of the car, her clothes were dark golden under the street lights, and the suit was still draped over her shoulders, just as she was about to take it off, Wen Wangzhou stopped her.
"Why, is there no wind at the door?"
He Yihan paused, smiled, "Thank you."
After finishing speaking, she suddenly pretended to be sad and said, "Although you rejected me, I still want to thank you."
Without waiting for Wen Wangzhou's reaction, He Yihan suddenly turned around and left.
Seeing the woman's stretched and graceful back, Wen Wangzhou tapped the steering wheel twice with his fingers, and then drove away-
Unlike He Yihan who had a house at school when he was a freshman, Wen Wangzhou didn't have such a thing as a house, so he took out his mobile phone and booked a hotel not far from the school gate.
Just entering the hotel, not long after, the mobile phone on the bed lit up.
The phone had been turned to silent by him, and it was cut off after it rang for a while.
? Missed calls, twenty or so.
After that, the phone rang every ten minutes.
Wen Wangzhou originally wanted to go to sleep directly, but he really didn't want to mute his phone all night, so he picked up the phone when the call came again.
The people over there didn't even react when they heard the sound of the phone being connected. After a moment of silence, they suddenly said, "You answered my call?"
Wen Wangzhou's voice was a little cold, he didn't even put the phone to his ear, but put it on the bedside table, "If that's all you want to say, I'm going to hang up the phone."
Hearing Wen Wangzhou's words, the man said quickly: "I want to tell you about the Black family again"
Wen Wangzhou interrupted him suddenly, "Sorry, I'm not interested."
He seemed to be dealing with an insurance salesman, and he was even more impatient than the insurance salesman. He raised his finger and was about to hang up the phone.
However, the voice of the man over there was even more urgent, "Whether you want to talk or not, you are a member of the Black family."
"Admit it, you are not only Wen Wangzhou, but also Brandt Black. In your veins, the blood of the Black family yearning for rights flows!"
Wen Wangzhou's fingers paused, and he said softly, "I'm not Brandt Black."
After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
Then pull this number into the blacklist.
After pulling his mobile phone into the blacklist, the man who is now far away on the other side of the world, sitting on the sofa and calling again, the thoughtful service prompt on the phone reminded him that he had been blacklisted by Wenwangzhou. inside the list.
The moment the man became angry, he dropped the phone and looked at the bodyguard standing beside him.
"Take out your mobile phone, I want to make a call!"
The security guard obediently handed the mobile phone to the man. At this time, the window was bright, in stark contrast to the night at Wenwangzhou.
In such bright light, the man was wearing a black suit. Even though he was middle-aged, he couldn't see any connection with middle-aged people at all. He kept his figure very well. to see the shape of the abdominal muscles.
His appearance is handsome, as if he has some Asian blood, he looks like a deep-cut Asian, with only a pair of light blue eyes.
The men have already turned on the security guard's mobile phone, and he has entered the phone number into the security guard's mobile phone.
However, just before the call was made, he suddenly regretted putting down the phone again.
"Oh my God, I'm so sad!"
The man wailed, and couldn't help but said, "Aren't I the old man's own son? Why did the old man insist on setting such a strange rule before he died? Why can only the descendants of the heir get the inheritance!"
He looks very good-looking, and now he looks sad, making people want to comfort him even more.
But now there is no woman by his side, only a security guard.
The security guard glanced at him, and threw out a sentence forcefully.
"BuMr. Buck, don't you have an illegitimate child, don't worry. "
Oliver Blake got angry when he mentioned the illegitimate child. He can be said to have been a playboy all his life, a life of loitering, and he didn't want children in middle age.
After the old man died, it didn't count, but he even established such a rule when inheriting the inheritance.
"This dead old man, I wish him to go to hell after he dies!"
Oliver buried his handsome face in his palm.
"I just do not understand."
His voice was very incomprehensible, "How can someone face the inheritance but not want it! I really don't understand! Now I suspect that he is not my biological son!"
Oliver complained: "I think he is mentally retarded, how could my son be mentally retarded."
The security guard was sane, not at all like his emotional master.
"Since you think so, sir, there is no need to bring someone back for a paternity test."
Oliver glanced at the security guard, then suddenly picked up the famous pillow on the sofa, and threw it at him.
The pillow slammed heavily on the security guard, "Why are you like this! I am different from him, and now it is very likely that my only son is this guy! Why don't you understand, are you also a fool? Oh my god, This world is really scary!"
The old man's will has a time limit, and he still has two months left. Within two months, he must bring the person back and take a test to prove that the person is his own son before he can inherit the inheritance.
Oliver didn't expect that he would be so happy when he heard that there was an illegitimate child he left unintentionally in an eastern country.
He crossed his legs, thought for a while, and said directly: "Book me a plane ticket right away, I want to go and talk to him in person right now. In the blacklist!"
The corner of the security guard's mouth twitched, as if he also felt that his master was unreliable.
But as a security guard, he will do what Oliver says.
But before leaving, the security guard calmly reminded Oliver.
"Sir, if you don't get your secretary to bed, your secretary should be doing these things now, and I should be responsible for protecting your safety."
The security had his last words before Oliver glared at him.
"Sir, I wish you peace during my absence." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com