At the mention of the divorce agreement, Xinwan's heart skipped a beat. It was as though she had seen a ray of light in the darkness. She didn't want to be calculative with this man anymore and asked anxiously, "What is it?"
"I can't explain it over the phone. I want to talk to you in person."
Xinwan,
"I'm only giving you 30 minutes this time. I'm in the Presidential Suite at the Hilton Hotel. When you come over, just tell the front desk your name and they'll send you up."
Xinwan opened her mouth. "No, I'm right now."
Before she could finish her sentence, a beeping sound came from the other end. Xinwan was speechless. This selfish and overbearing man actually hung up on her. Was he taking revenge on her for hanging up on him?
Damn it!
Xinwan clutched her phone and got up. She paced up and down the corridor. How could she be in the mood to see Wen Han-woo now? But when she thought of the divorce agreement, she had no choice but to compromise. That unpredictable man said one thing today and another tomorrow. Her only wish now was to get the agreement quickly so that she could be at ease. Besides, Xiao Yu's school couldn't be delayed any longer. But her son was still in the emergency room.
Xinwan was really anxious. Just then, the emergency room door was pulled open from the inside. The doctor came out and removed his mask. Xinwan hurriedly went up to him. This was America, so she communicated in English. "Doctor, how's my son? Is there a problem with his hand? "
"It's not a big problem. Don't worry."
The doctor shook his head and explained, "It's because he accidentally touched the wound that caused the bleeding. But the pain is inevitable. The child was very brave and didn't shed a single tear." The doctor smiled at Xinwan and gave her a thumbs up. He smiled and said, "I've already taken care of it. Of course, he'll have to rest well. He's still very young and his injury isn't too serious, so he should recover quickly. He should be fine in about three to four days."
Xinwan's heart was finally lifted. She hurriedly thanked him. "I want to go in and see him."
"You can take him away. He doesn't need to stay in the hospital."
Xinwan entered the emergency room and saw that Tong Yanyu was already putting on his shoes. She went forward, bent down, picked up her son's canvas shoes, and put them on for him. The little boy's hand was probably not in as much pain as before, and his complexion was much better. The moment he opened his mouth, he said something shocking.
"Mom, why was there a car accident?"
Xinwan's hand, which was holding a canvas shoe, trembled. She really wasn't good at lying, especially when it came to her innocent, adorable, and precious son. She couldn't calm down when she recalled how Xiao Yu had said in a childish voice, "Mommy, these three words are for Wen Han-woo, right?"
"Mom, Mom? I'm talking to you. Why have you become so strange recently? "
She coughed lightly and pretended to put on her son's shoes. Then, she restrained the expression on her face and looked up as if nothing had happened. She hugged her son and asked, "How is it? Does your wrist still hurt? "
"I already said that I'm a man. This little injury is nothing."
Tong Yanyu lifted his neck. The charm on his little face was exactly the same as a certain man's. Xinwan's heart skipped a beat. That feeling of uneasiness intensified. She sighed softly and reached out to pinch her son's face. Her reproachful tone was also doting. "Okay, Mom knows that you're very brave. But you were in so much pain that you broke out in cold sweat. It's not good for you to bear with it. If anything happens in the future, you can't force yourself to bear with it, okay? Xiao Yu, it's right to be brave, but you can't force yourself too much. "
"I know. Then shouldn't you answer my question?"
Tong Yanyu's persistence in certain aspects seemed to be more like a certain someone. Xinwan lowered her eyes and looked at her son, who was up to her waist. His little brows furrowed slightly. "I've been thinking about a question just now. Mom, who exactly is Wen Han-woo? You seem to be especially nervous whenever he's mentioned. I've never heard of you knowing a man with such a name before. You've only been back in B City for a few days. Did you just meet him? "
Xinwan,
"Look, your expression isn't right again."
"Who said it's a man? Wen Han-woo is a woman. "
Tong Yanyu,
The little guy looked shocked. His mouth was so wide open that it could swallow an egg. He seemed to really not believe it. "You're lying to me, right?"
"It's true."
Xinwan only wanted to end this topic as soon as possible. She pulled her son to prepare the paperwork. As she walked, she casually made up a story, "Why would I lie to you? It's really a woman. Mom is originally from B City. This time, I met 'her' when I went back. We used to be good friends when we were in school. Later on, something happened and our relationship became strained. 'She' has always wanted to apologize to me, so she kept calling me. I just don't really want to answer it. It's just that simple."
"But, that's not right. Wen Han-woo is a name …"
"Sigh, that's enough. You're just a child. Why are you meddling in adult matters?" Xinwan pushed her son and entered the elevator. She quickly changed the topic. "I'll send you to the tutor now. I remember that you should have one class this week. It's about an hour. I'll go and pick you up."
"You're leaving me behind again. What are you going to do? Who are you going to meet? "
The little guy seemed to be a little unhappy. He pouted, but the expression on his face was curious. "Madam Tong, I realized that you've been hiding a lot of things behind my back recently. Your expression is always strange."
Xinwan.
She was really a little guilty. Hence, she pretended to cough and frowned. With a dignified expression, she said, "What can I hide from you? Tong Yanyu, you're my son, not my husband. Why do you have to meddle in everything I do now? Of course I have important private matters to attend to. What do you know about adult matters? "
"Tsk, do you have a husband? You don't have one. I'll occasionally take on this role so that you can experience the feeling of being taken care of by a man. It's said in books and on television that a woman will age quickly if she lacks the nourishment of love for a long time. "
This little rascal was actually smooth with his words. "Mom, as your son, I also hope that you can find happiness. Hence, during this period of time when you don't have a husband, I'll often cooperate with you and let you experience the feeling of being taken care of and cared for."
Xinwan.
…
"Ruoyin, I'm sorry about the meal. Oh, I'm in America now and have some business to attend to at the last minute. Yes, I'll personally contact your brother when I get back. We'll meet again then. It's good that someone is coming over. That's all for now. Okay, I'll take note. "
Wen Han-woo put away his phone and flicked the cigarette ash between his fingers. He narrowed his eyes and took a puff of the cigarette. As he exhaled the smoke, he raised his wrist to look at the time. It seemed that 10 minutes had passed. This woman was late again?
She really never took his words to heart.
Wen Han-woo raised his eyebrows solemnly. He picked up the ashtray at the side, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and threw it in. The man strode towards the entrance with his long legs. As he walked towards the entrance, his slender fingers slowly unbuttoned the collar of his shirt.
That kind of action was actually very normal, but it was mesmerizing because of him.
Xinwan stood at the entrance of the hotel suite. Looking at the cold and hard door, she instinctively raised her watch. She seemed to be 10 minutes late compared to the 30 minutes Wen Han-woo had given her. She didn't know if that troublesome person would use that as an excuse to make a fuss.
Just as she was thinking about it, the door of the hotel suite was pulled open from the inside. The man's tall figure stood in front of her. He held the door handle with one hand and had the other hand in the pocket of his trousers. He was wearing a very ordinary plaid shirt that was bluish-gray in color. A few buttons at the collar were unbuttoned, revealing his firm chest muscles. That faintly discernible wheat-colored skin — undeniably, this man did indeed have a very good appearance.
Xinwan's gaze lingered on his chest for less than two seconds before she calmly looked away. She looked at Wen Han-woo and said directly, "Sorry, I'm late. There was a bit of a traffic jam on the way."
This excuse was a little preemptive.
Wen Han-woo pursed his thin lips. Countless words circled around his heart. In the end, when they reached his mouth, he only snorted softly. "Didn't I tell you? I hate people who are late the most. Is that all your sincerity? Palladium. "
This person was obviously looking for trouble. Xinwan couldn't be bothered to argue with him. She was here for the divorce agreement. Before she got the agreement, she was willing to take a step back and endure.
She nodded and said solemnly, "Alright, then Young Master Wen, I'll formally apologize to you now. I'm sorry, I was caught in a traffic jam on the way, so I was late."
Wen Han-woo was stunned. The woman who had always been showing off in front of him was actually apologizing to him humbly? Was it because she was late for 10 minutes?
However, he didn't feel happy at all. He was a smart person. How could he not know that the reason she was so obedient and was willing to solemnly apologize to him for being late for 10 minutes was because she wanted the divorce agreement?
This thought made his mood even worse. He really didn't know that he, Wen Han-woo, was worth so little in this woman's heart?!
Worth so little?
There was even a possibility of negative marks, right?
The man's thin lips were tightly pursed. His tall body stood at the entrance without moving. Naturally, he had no intention of letting her in. Those deep eyes stared unblinkingly at Xinwan's face and he didn't say a word. Xinwan was a little impatient. She frowned and said, "Young Master Wen, what are you going to do? Are you going to give me the divorce agreement directly? "
"Since you think it's wrong for you to be late, then from now on, you'll stand at the door for 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, if you still want to come in, then press the doorbell."
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