Chen Fangfei let out a long "Oh" and said without giving him a name, "But CEO Wen, I remember you mentioned to me before that unless it's a last resort, it's best not to let you go to America personally because you were in America that year."
"Alright, stop."
Wen Han-woo glanced sideways at Chen Fangfei, who was gloating. "Who exactly pays your salary? How dare you joke with your boss? "
"I don't dare. But CEO Wen, I'm just speaking the truth. After all, five years ago, when you went to America, you almost coughed. But CEO Wen, there are some things that I still need to mention to you. A friend of mine at the airport happened to tell me that she saw your wife, Miss Tong Xinwan, get on a plane to America in the middle of the night last night. She seemed to be in a hurry. "
Wen Han-woo knew about this. He casually flipped open the folder at the side and let out an emotionless "Mm" and pretended to be cold. "She doesn't need to report to me where she goes."
Chen Fangfei let out another "Oh" and continued, "But this morning around five in the morning, when my friend got off work, she bumped into the son of the Family Qin Family again. It seems that he also went to America. CEO Wen, I only heard about this from hearsay. It's good that you heard about it in America, so I just casually mentioned it."
Wen Han-woo still looked down without batting an eyelid, but the man's grip on the fountain pen was a little out of control. The tip of the expensive fountain pen pressed heavily on the paper, and a blob of black ink was slowly spreading out where the signature was.
Chen Fangfei tactfully continued, "Ah, right, CEO Wen, if you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten. Last month, there was indeed a situation in the branch in America, and they kept asking you to go over personally. This matter has been delayed until now. It just so happens that the business in City B is almost done. Why don't I book a flight to America for you now?"
"Today."
Wen Han-woo threw down the fountain pen in his hand and slowly raised his head. The man frowned slightly, but his expression was cold. "After the regular meeting, send me to the airport."
Xinwan got off the plane and rushed to the hospital without stopping. She never ate anything on the plane, and now that she got off the plane, she was really hungry. She only bought a hamburger at McDonald's at the airport and rushed to the hospital.
When she arrived at the hospital, she realized that Xiao Yu had already been arranged to stay in a ward. As soon as she entered the room, she saw her son half-sitting on the bed, struggling to pick up a glass of water. His other hand was already in a cast. The little guy, who was always in high spirits, now looked a little haggard.
Xinwan's heart skipped a beat as she rushed into the room. "Xiao Yu."
"Mom —"
Tong Yanyu raised his head. His bright eyes flashed with a trace of light. He probably did not expect that Xinwan would suddenly return. The little guy's face was full of smiles. He jumped off the bed and threw himself into Xinwan's arms — —
"Why are you here?"
Xinwan carefully carried her son to avoid touching his wound. Her face was full of heartache, "The hospital called me and told me that you were in a car accident. I was very worried about you and came over overnight. How did you get into a car accident? You were so careless. Does it hurt? "
"It doesn't hurt!"
The little guy's childish voice was clear. She didn't know if it really didn't hurt or if he was comforting Xinwan. In Xinwan's heart, her son probably knew that he didn't have a father since he was young, so he was more mature than his peers. He was already five years old this year, but he was very capable of taking care of himself. Before Xinwan left, she was prepared to entrust her son to Qin Fangang, but she didn't expect that the little guy would actually follow her back to B City.
Now that her son was in an accident and his arm was still in a cast, Xinwan's heart ached.
"It really doesn't hurt? Let Mom take a look. How is it? What was the cause of the accident? "
The little guy held Xinwan's hand and both mother and son sat down. Only then did she listen to him. It was probably because he was crossing the road and happened to be answering a call from Xinwan. Who knew that she would suddenly hang up? It was said that a mother and son's hearts were linked. Xinwan was very worried about her son, so naturally, Tong Yanyu was also very worried about his mother. In the end, it led to the car accident.
Just then, a doctor came in. Xinwan asked Xiao Yu to sit on the sofa before she stood up and asked the doctor about the details of the situation.
Actually, there wasn't much of a problem. The hospital also wanted to ensure that the child's wrist wouldn't be affected in the future, so they put a cast on it. The doctor explained, "Madam Tong, don't worry too much. The child is fine and will recover in about three days. He can be discharged today."
Xinwan finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Tong Yanyu didn't like going to the hospital. Xinwan also felt tired. After going through so much trouble for almost two days, she settled the discharge procedures and then brought her son home.
There was no one at home. Usually, at this time, a part-time worker would come by to arrange Tong Yanyu's three meals. In fact, Xinwan felt that her son's facial features were too similar to Wen Han-woo's. After returning to B City and having sex with Wen Han-woo a few times, she felt that her son had even inherited his personality from his "father".
"You've been alone at home for the past few days. Did you miss your mother?"
Xinwan opened the fridge. There was quite a lot of food inside. She casually took out a box of noodles, poured some water, and prepared to cook the noodles.
Tong Yanyu was very particular about his clothes. Although he was young, he was very picky about his clothes. In Xinwan's words, he was a mischievous child. However, Tong Yanyu felt that this was a reflection of a "man's" taste, so he was never sloppy.
At this moment, his small body was leaning against the kitchen door. He was wearing a small white shirt and a pair of light blue jeans. Although there was a cast on his wrist, it didn't affect his handsome and bright figure at all. Xinwan turned sideways and saw her son in such a pose. He was looking at her. This little guy's gaze actually … revealed some gentleness.
Xinwan's heart softened. As if possessed, another man's expression flashed across her mind.
Why didn't she notice it before? Why were the father and son so similar? Xiao Yu's charm had really inherited too much from Wen Han-woo, especially the way he stood now. Xinwan recalled the night before when she was crudely pressed against the wall by the man at the entrance of the police station. He had also touched her.
Her heart skipped a beat. The water in the pot started to boil and soon, bubbles started to form. She didn't notice and in a moment of absent-mindedness, the water splashed onto the back of her hand. Xin Wan exclaimed and the noodles in her hand fell into the pot.
She hurriedly jumped a few steps away to avoid the boiling water splashing onto her body.
Tong Yanyu, who was standing at the door, opened his mouth with a curious expression. The little guy was observant and hit the nail on the head. "Mom, why are you blushing? Did you have a romantic encounter in B City this time? "
"Do you know what it means to have a romantic encounter?" Xinwan wasn't in a good mood. She went forward to cover the pot and pulled her son to sit on the sofa in the living room. She guided him patiently. "Xiao Yu, you're still young. You're only five years old. Sometimes, it's not good for you to know too much. Don't think that I don't know about romantic encounters and things like picking up girls. Don't think that I don't know. Don't you always talk nonsense in private with your Uncle Qin Fangang? "
Tong Yanyu snorted indifferently and said calmly, "Do I need to talk nonsense with someone who doesn't even understand Chinese? Mom, you're underestimating me. I'm five years old and I'm already a man. Otherwise, I wouldn't have cried when you returned to B City for so long. "
"Is that so?"
"Of course. I'm very obedient every day."
"Then why did you get into a car accident?"
"That's because I was worried about you and was distracted for a moment."
Xinwan felt a little guilty. She probably never thought that Xiao Yu and Wen Han-woo would reunite because she never got along well with Wen Han-woo. However, after returning this time, she felt that something seemed to have changed. She couldn't tell what the difference was, but when she looked at her son, she felt that there was a shrunken version of "Wen Han-woo" between his eyebrows, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
Actually, her son matured much earlier than most of his peers. Although he never mentioned the word "father," as his mother, she never told him about his biological father. Wasn't that a very selfish thing?
She didn't tell anyone in B City because she was afraid that something would go wrong and Family Wen's people would snatch her son away. However, Xiao Yu was different. He was her son and they had lived together for so many years. This was a son that she gave birth to after carrying him for ten months. Even if she wanted to let him know who his father was, it was his right, wasn't it?
He would definitely forgive her …
Xinwan didn't know why, but at this moment, there was a strong desire in her heart. That sentence was swirling in her throat. Her red lips moved and she almost blurted it out.
"Xiao Yu, Mom has something to tell you. Actually, you …"
Xinwan hesitated. Just as she was about to say it, the house phone suddenly rang. Tong Yanyu glanced at the clock on the wall and immediately pointed at the phone. "It must be from the school. They called yesterday, but I didn't pick up. It's still the same time today."
Xinwan frowned and rushed over to take a look. Indeed, it was Tong Yanyu's phone number from his school in America. Of course, she couldn't not pick it up. There was not much time left before the school gave her a week. It was only natural that they would call to rush her.
"Go to the kitchen and take a look. Don't make a pot. I'll do it. Just turn off the fire. I'll pick up the call."
Tong Yanyu pursed his lips and obediently got up to go to the kitchen. Xinwan then picked up the call. It was Tong Yanyu's form teacher from his school. Of course, it was also to inform Xinwan that there were not many days left before the school gave her the deadline.
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