"Is it written all over my face that you can hit me as you please? You actually dare to hit me? "
Xinwan raised her head, not fearing his anger at all. The woman's petite body exuded an air of arrogance that could not be ignored. She straightened her back and said loudly, "Why can't I hit you? You touched me and spoke dirty words to me. You insulted me, so why can't I hit you? "
"I insulted you?"
"Wen Han-woo, don't think that you have everything just because you have money and power. I don't care how you act in front of others, but I, Tong Xinwan, am not a pushover that you can bully. Don't you dare do anything to me!"
Wen Han-woo frowned as he looked at the woman in front of him. Her expression was one of "facing death with equanimity". Her pair of clear eyes gave off a different kind of light under the thick night sky. It gave people the illusion that they couldn't look away.
Yes, he felt that it must be an illusion!
How could he possibly think that seeing her getting angry at him and flaunting her strength in front of him would make him think that she had a personality? Would he feel that it was special? Would he feel a kind of … restless feeling?
His mind wavered as his muscular body approached Xinwan once again. Even he didn't realize that his tone of voice was no longer filled with anger, but with a tinge of lust. "Do I need to do anything to you? You are still my, Wen Han-woo's, wife. I don't treat you as a pushover that I can bully. Right now, I want to treat you as a woman that I can do whatever I want to you. "
Such obviously ambiguous words. Even the dullest person would be able to tell that there was a hidden meaning in them.
Xinwan's heart thumped. The feeling that made her body involuntarily rose a little. Her face flushed red uncontrollably. She was originally tense, but because of the blush on her face, there was a sense of coyness and shyness.
She was like a proud little woman, but she also had a hint of cuteness.
Wen Han-woo had seen a lot of women, but none of them could make him take a few more glances. However, the one in front of him …
He didn't know if he was bewitched tonight. Why?
It was a woman's voice on the other end. She spoke in fluent English and said, "Tong Yanyu is your son, right? He's in the hospital now. "
Xinwan's face turned completely pale. Her hand that was holding the phone trembled. She had just been talking to her son. How did he end up in the hospital in the blink of an eye?
She didn't care that Wen Hanyu was beside her. When Xin Wan opened her mouth to ask, her voice was a little shaky. "What, what happened? Why are you in the hospital? "
She was obviously communicating in English, but Wen Han-woo could naturally understand such simple spoken language. He frowned slightly and narrowed his eyes.
The woman in front of him was exceptionally pale. It happened in an instant. All the anger on her face disappeared and was replaced by panic. He could even feel her body trembling. Her voice was also unstable. Who called? How could it make her so flustered? Judging by the tone of her voice, she was probably calling from the United States? Palladium?
"Okay, I'll be there right away. However, I'm currently in City B. No matter what, I'll tell you when I get there. You can contact me anytime. I'll book the flight immediately."
The anxious female voice interrupted Wen Han-woo's thoughts. He stared at the side of the woman's face. Under the night sky, this face was very close to him, but it gave off a deep sense of unfamiliarity. It made him a little dazed.
Although they had been husband and wife for many years, they didn't have any feelings for each other and didn't communicate with each other. This time, she suddenly came back and asked for a divorce, which made him start to pay attention to her. However, after these two days of confrontation, this woman had left a deep impression on him. She was probably "sharp-tongued," "unforgiving," "assertive," and "selfish."
But now, he actually saw the words "burning with anxiety" on her face.
He was suddenly curious. A woman who could hit him and make her so anxious, who could it be? Who could be a thousand or ten thousand times more important than him in her heart?
Wen Han-woo was suddenly jolted back to reality by this sour thought. He frowned. Seeing that Xinwan had hung up the phone and was about to leave, he didn't think twice. He went forward and grabbed her wrist. Because the man's voice was somewhat suppressed, it sounded even more tense. "Where are you going? I'm not done talking. "
Her son had suddenly gotten into a car accident in America. How could Xinwan be in the mood to talk nonsense with Wen Han-woo? She wanted to go to the airport immediately and take the fastest flight back to America.
Wen Han-woo's grip on her wrist made her even more impatient. She reached out and tried to fling him away. As expected, she didn't manage to do so. She glared at him angrily. "What are you doing? Let go of me. I'm leaving! "
"Where are you going?"
"Do I need to report my whereabouts to you? Wen Han-woo, hurry up and let go! "
"Who's at the hospital?"
Sometimes, people were like this. The more you wanted to resist the emotions in your heart, the faster your emotions would ferment in your chest. Especially for a man like Wen Han-woo, who was too arrogant and refused to admit it when his emotions overtook his rationality.
"Huh? Tong Xinwan, which hospital is she at? Who was the one who called you just now? "
His tone sounded as if he was really Tong Xinwan's husband. He was being aggressive.
Xinwan only found it funny. "Young Master Wen, do you think I'll tell you? Let go of me. Why are you asking me this? Are you interested in my affairs? "
Wen Han-woo was stunned. His tone was obviously lacking in confidence. "Not interested."
"Then why are you asking me?" Was he crazy?
"I want to know!"
The arrogant look on the man's face really made people's jaws drop. Such a shrewd, experienced, and mature man, yet the words that came out of his mouth were completely illogical. He looked completely matter-of-fact. "I have to figure out what I want to know. Tell me — who called you? Who's at the hospital? As far as I know, your family should all be in B City. Since when is there someone in America who can make you so nervous, hmm? "
It was really the first time she realized that this man was quite good at pestering people. What did he mean by "if he wants to know something, he has to know it clearly"? Wasn't he too self-centered?!
Xinwan held her breath. "Are you crazy? Since you're not interested in my affairs, why do you have to know? I don't know what kind of crazy logic you have, but of course, I'm not interested in knowing either. I'm really sorry. I don't have time to play tongue twisters with you. Please let go of me quickly. Otherwise, I'll scream molestation right now. Do you believe me? "
Xinwan straightened her neck and went all out. "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Young Master Wen. This is the police station. If things get out of hand, neither of us will have an easy time. I think in this kind of situation, I won't be the one embarrassing your Family Wen. It should be you!"
"Molestation?"
Xinwan's heart raced and her eyes were a little flustered. Wen Han-woo was too close to her in an instant. His hot breath hit the tip of her nose again, making her instinctively want to turn her face to the side. However, she didn't expect him to grip her chin forcefully and not let her move.
"W-Why are you letting go of me?"
"What am I doing? What do you think I'm doing? What are you hiding from, huh? "
What Wen Han-woo didn't realize was that after tearing off the cold and distant expression on her face, she revealed a feminine shyness that only belonged to her. It was very effective on him, and even the haze in his heart gradually disappeared.
He raised his eyebrows and inched closer to her unscrupulously. "Where can you hide? Do you know what molestation is? This isn't enough to prove that I'm molesting you. Do you want others to think that I'm molesting you? I'll show you what real molestation is — "
"You hooligan …"
As though he was addicted to kissing her, her soft lips opened and closed in front of him. Wen Han-woo felt that blocking her mouth was a thousand times better than letting her make any sound. He bit her lips. He had long forgotten that she had slapped him previously. At this moment, he was only trying his best to control her breathing. Using his superb technique, he continued to deepen the kiss until the woman in his arms was panting and completely unable to control herself. He reached out and held her under the armpit, lifting her up. Then, he moved his lower body and pressed against her.
To be honest, Xinwan had never been treated like this by a man before.
She and Qin Fangang had known each other for so many years. At most, that man would talk to her verbally. He didn't dare to touch her body at all. Even if he wanted to hold her hand sometimes, he would need Xinwan's approval before he would do it.
But now …
This man was actually so daring. It wasn't the first time he had touched her, and he always kissed her so brazenly.
Xinwan was a little flustered. There was a layer of memory that didn't seem like much, but at this moment, it felt as though a large palm had reached into the depths of her heart and pinched a corner of it, forcefully pulling it out. She really thought that she had forgotten all about those scenes, but at this moment, they were like old movies, flashing through her mind one by one.
The scenes, along with the blurry sounds, and even the smell at the tip of her nose seemed to become familiar.
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