"You're old. To me, you're usually delivered to my doorstep. Moreover, I don't even like you, so do you think I need you to teach me?"
Xinwan,
"You brat! Give me the phone. Let me talk to your mother for a while. "
"Didn't you just say that? You secretly took my phone and called my mother. "
"I have something to say to her now. Hurry up and give it to me!"
"No, your Chinese is too bad. Take the dictionary I gave you yesterday and learn it well. Otherwise, I'm afraid that every time my mother hears you speak Chinese, she'll have to use her brain to figure it out."
Xinwan sometimes thought that if she hadn't been determined to give birth to this son five years ago behind the backs of Family Jiang and Family Wen, then she wouldn't be in such a good mood today.
— — Content and happiness.
Yes, these five years hadn't been easy for her. Because she was Wen Han-woo's wife, outsiders seemed to think that they were "in name but not in reality," but they didn't know that she had already "secretly changed". Now, she wanted to divorce Wen Han-woo for the sake of her son.
However, no matter how difficult this path was, she would persevere.
"Xiao Yu, give the phone to Uncle Qin Fangang. Mom has a few words to say to him." Xinwan collected her thoughts. The two clowns, one big and one small, were still causing a ruckus, but she wasn't impatient at all. She only said to her son, "Rest early. I'll be back in a few days."
Xiao Yu replied with an "Oh". "Mom, then I'll go rest. Come back when you're done. I'll miss you."
That sounded like a very ordinary sentence, but it made Xinwan's nose ache. Although her son wasn't clingy and was very sensible, it was the first time in his life that she had left him. He missed her a little. As a mother, she could feel it in just a few words.
"Baby, I miss you too. When are you coming back?" Qin Fangang quickly snatched the phone away. His stiff Chinese made Xinwan come back to her senses.
"Qin Fangang — —"
She adjusted her emotions and opened her mouth to ask about Tan Ji. Unexpectedly, from the corner of her eye, a familiar man was standing beside her. Xinwan was so shocked that she subconsciously cried out and the phone fell to the ground.
Wen Han-woo saw that Xinwan's face, which was always calm in front of him, was now as pale as a sheet. Even the phone, which had fallen to the ground.
He pursed his thin lips, then slowly bent down to pick up the phone on the ground. The man's slender fingers gently caressed the phone's body. Suddenly, his lips curled into a meaningful smile. "Miss Tong, it's just seeing me. Do you have to look like you've seen a ghost? I remember that you weren't afraid of me. Instead, you were very brave and calm in front of me. Is that right? "
She was really shocked because she didn't expect Wen Han-woo to catch up with her. He didn't hear what she said on the phone just now, did he?
Xinwan couldn't be sure if Wen Han-woo had heard her or not. But looking at him now, with that fake smile on his face, Xinwan felt like a thief. She had stolen something from him, but she had to pretend to be calm because she was afraid that he would find out.
In reality, she was indeed hiding a huge secret from him.
She couldn't tell him. She definitely couldn't let him know.
Xinwan secretly took a deep breath. In the shortest time possible, she adjusted her flustered emotions. Then she slowly reached out, wanting to take her phone from Wen Han-woo's hand. But she didn't expect him to refuse to let go.
"Young Master Wen, what's the meaning of this?"
Xinwan held the bottom half of her phone with two fingers. Wen Han-woo was holding the top half of the phone. The two of them looked at each other with different thoughts in their minds. Her voice trembled slightly. The more she tried to calm down, the more flustered she felt. "You suddenly stood behind me and scared me. Of course I was shocked. Are you not going to return my phone to me?"
"Is that so?"
Wen Han-woo narrowed his deep eyes slightly. He suddenly tightened his grip on Xinwan's phone. The man's tall, muscular body suddenly took a step forward. Before Xinwan could react, she felt a domineering and scorching masculine scent rushing towards her. She instinctively frowned. Before she could retreat, the man's hand had already reached out and held her slender waist.
"— — I just wanted to see how nervous you would be."
Wen Han-woo's body was tightly pressed against hers. The two of them stood like that at the bus stop. Among so many passersby, their posture was extremely ambiguous and intimate. However, only Xinwan could see that the light in the man's eyes didn't carry any emotions, let alone feelings. It was just cold, as though there were ice shards floating in it that made one shudder.
"Tong Xinwan, there's an old saying — — If you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night. It's broad daylight, and there are so many people coming and going at the bus stop, yet you're so frightened when you see me. Tell me, did you do something wrong, hm? "
The man's scorching breath was close to her. His deep voice sounded nonchalant, but every word was threatening. Xinwan wasn't afraid of this deep and unfathomable man. However, he was so close to her that she couldn't control her heartbeat and breathing.
She didn't know where to place her hands. They kept moving around and finally landed on the man's firm chest. Xinwan furrowed her brows. She was a little annoyed. "Wen Han-woo, let go. What are you doing? Do you know that we're in public? Let go of me! "
"So what if we're in public?"
The more she struggled, the more he refused to let go. The man's deep eyes narrowed slightly. He held her waist with one hand and freed his other hand to grab her hands that kept pushing against his chest. He squeezed them tightly and pushed her hands behind her back. "At least you're my legal wife now. Do I have to be so reserved when I'm hugging you?"
Xinwan.
She moved her body and sadly found that her strength paled in comparison to this man's.
"Wen, Han, Yu!"
The woman's soft voice had completely darkened. She gritted her teeth, but there wasn't much momentum. "You — what are you trying to do? Please mind your own business and let go! "
"Are you afraid that I'll touch you?"
Wen Han-woo seemed to be addicted to fighting with her. This man looked at her with eyes that clearly didn't have any warmth, but his words and actions were so frivolous. Flirtatious. Xinwan was a woman after all. Furthermore, she had always been afraid of Wen Han-woo. Now that he had provoked her with a few words, she couldn't hold it in anymore.
However, at this moment, she still understood that to deal with people like Wen Han-woo, she couldn't panic. Provocation was always the most direct and effective method.
Xinwan took a deep breath and retorted stiffly, "I'm not afraid of Young Master Wen touching me. Anyway, as you said, we're not divorced yet. But Young Master Wen, are you really interested in me? Didn't you say that you don't have any objections to the divorce? Your behavior now — stalking me and hugging me — really makes me think that you can't bear to divorce me! "
As soon as Xin Wan finished speaking, she waited with bated breath.
Sure enough, she saw Wen Han-woo's pupils contract sharply for a moment. Then, she felt the man's grip on her suddenly loosen. She staggered backward. Wen Han-woo had already taken two steps back. He casually tugged at his collar and sneered, "I know you're trying to provoke me, but congratulations, it's working on me. I really can't be bothered to touch you. "
Xinwan cursed in her heart. Crazy. This man's brain must have been flooded with water!
However, Wen Hanyu's next words caused her expression to change again after she had finally calmed down.
"How do you know Qin Fangang?"
Xinwan's emotions, which had just calmed down, instantly boiled up again. It was as if someone had thrown a stone into a calm lake. She wasn't a scheming woman, and lying wasn't her strong suit. Now that she heard Wen Han-woo say the name "Qin Fangang," she knew she was in trouble.
He could say Qin Fangang. Xinwan, who was extremely nervous, could only think of one thing — he had overheard her conversation over the phone.
Xinwan clutched her phone tightly and couldn't help but take two steps back. The expression on her face was too obviously nervous and uneasy. There was even a hint of panic. Even the last trace of blood on her lips had disappeared.
Wen Han-woo couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he saw this. His long fingers, which were hanging by his side, twitched.
Why is this woman so nervous?
All I did was ask her about Qin Fangang, and she's already this nervous?
Men were also very sensitive in certain aspects. A man like Wen Hanyu was even more so. He was a rich young master born with a silver spoon in his mouth. After he grew up, he was the best in everything. Naturally, there was no lack of people around him who wanted to flatter him, including women. Wave after wave, they also needed to be pleasing to his eyes.
Tong Xinwan was an accident. If his grandmother hadn't supported this marriage back then, perhaps he wouldn't have married her six years ago because of a collaboration project.
But if he didn't like it, that was his business. If they got married, it would be fine even if his wife was just a figurehead. But if she really was abroad for six years and felt uneasy and lonely, she would find a man to secretly "cheat" on him. When the time was right, she would come back and divorce him.
Wen Han-woo clenched his fists by his side. His gaze was so cold that it was like shattered ice shards. His originally gloomy and exquisite facial features looked as if they were covered in frost.
Tong Xinwan, you really have guts. You actually dared to hook up with Qin Fangang. You even came here to talk about divorce?
"Why aren't you answering my question?"
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