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Chapter 315

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"Shuangqing."

A man's voice came from not too far away. The three of them turned around at the same time. Xinwan's line of sight was the first to see the man who came out of the hotel —

He looked to be in his early forties. His figure was tall and straight. When a man reached this age, he actually looked more charming. It was obvious that he knew how to take good care of his body. Because he had a good figure, his black hair was meticulously combed. He wore a handmade suit and a pair of rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, which made him look even more elegant.

Xinwan didn't know why, but when she saw this middle-aged man, she felt an incomparable sense of familiarity and closeness.

"Hi, you're here!"

Wen Yuehua skipped over to welcome him. It was so rare for someone her age to have the mentality of an 18-year-old girl. She held the man's hand and pulled him over. "You know Hanwoo. You've met at the Family Wen before. This —"

Wen Yuehua pointed at Xinwan and said with a smile, "This is Hanwoo's wife of six years. I mentioned her to you before, Tong Xinwan."

"Xinwan, this is my fiancé. His name is Seo Dong-jun. Oh, you haven't divorced Hanwoo yet. Since you call me Auntie, you should call him Uncle. "

"Hello, Uncle."

She didn't have any elders by Xin Wan's side who called her by that name, so she felt a little awkward when she called her by that name. The other party, on the other hand, was very friendly. She even extended her hand and said with a smile, "Xin Wan? Sorry, I'm so rude. Shuangqing and I aren't married yet. You don't have to be so polite. "

Xinwan quickly reached out her hand. Wen Han-woo stood to the side and watched Xinwan and Seo Dong-jun shake hands. He coughed lightly and was about to say something when his phone rang. He glanced at Xinwan, then at Wen Yuehua. In the end, he heard Wen Yuehua say, "Even though we just ate, we're planning to go for tea. Xinwan, I've always wanted to have a good chat with you. Let's go together?"

Xinwan.

Before she could refuse, Wen Han-woo took the phone and said to Wen Yuehua, "Auntie, you guys get in the car first. I'm going to take a call."

"No, Wen Han-woo."

Xinwan was just about to call out to Wen Han-woo when Wen Yuehua went up and grabbed her hand. "Xinwan, let's take Hanwoo's car. Let your uncle drive himself."

Wen Han-woo walked a little further away. It was an unfamiliar number. As soon as he picked up, he heard an unfamiliar yet very familiar child's voice. "Uncle, do you still remember me? I'm here to ask you for medical fees. "

Wen Han-woo was stunned for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he was very surprised. Of course, he didn't forget. He just didn't expect that the little elf he met at the American airport would actually call him.

Actually, when he saw the child's clothes and actions that day, he knew that he came from a good family. At least his parents were definitely not uneducated people. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to raise such a quick-witted child.

Therefore, he really thought that the child would be true to his words. He also didn't think that he would really look for him. Moreover, he was already in City B.

"Yes, I remember you. How is it? Have you seen the doctor? "

Wen Han-woo collected his thoughts and spoke indifferently. His originally deep male voice was subconsciously tinged with gentleness. "How much do you want me to compensate you?"

"I've seen the doctor. If it's about compensation, I think it's better for us to meet and talk about it. Uncle, do you have time?"

Tong Yanyu spoke in fluent English. He spoke very smoothly and with a unique accent. He didn't know if it was because Wen Han-woo had never interacted with children before, but he always felt that when this child spoke, he gave him the feeling that he was too affectionate. As a result, the great CEO Wen, who had always been strong-willed in the business world, was subconsciously and willingly led by the nose at this moment.

"Of course, I'm not an irresponsible person. But I'm not in America right now. You don't want me to fly over to look for you, do you? How about that? "

"That's not necessary. Aren't you in City B?"

"Hmm? How do you know that I'm in City B? "

"Uh, I saw your passport and plane ticket the other day. I recognize the name of the place on it."

"Hmm? You can read Chinese? " Wen Han-woo stuck one hand into his trouser pocket and raised his eyebrows. "I didn't see your face that day. Are you mixed-blood? Or are you Chinese? Or have you learned Chinese before? "

"Hey, Uncle, I realized that you're really quite nosy! Why do you care so much? What's so strange about me knowing Chinese? With my IQ, do you think a few words in Chinese can stump me? "

Wen Han-woo coughed lightly, his sexy thin lips unconsciously curling. He happened to look up and saw his own reflection in the glass door of the hotel. The man in the mirror had a gentle smile on his face. His body was bathed in the soft sunlight, making him look unusually gentle.

Wen Han-woo was stunned for a moment. Was the man in the mirror still him?

He frowned. After a moment, he quickly regained his senses and raised one of his eyebrows. "Is that so? It's good to have confidence in yourself, but didn't your parents teach you that excessive confidence is arrogance? "

"How do you know that I'm overconfident? Instead of just the right amount of confidence? Uncle, maybe you're not confident enough, so you think that I'm young and frivolous. "

It was one thing that Wen Hanyu had never interacted with children before, but he had interacted with so many people of all shapes and sizes. This child was probably the second person who dared to speak to him in such a manner.

As for the first one — Tong Xinwan!

He didn't know why, but he felt that the child on the other end of the phone had a similar tone to Tong Xinwan.

"Uncle, let's not talk nonsense. Tell me where you are and let's meet."

The child was quite nimble. Wen Han-woo's smile deepened. "Okay, no problem. But where are you? Do you need me to look for you? "

"No, I'm in B City."

"Let's find a high-end clubhouse. I don't go to ordinary places. Uncle, aren't you from B City? Then you decide. "

"I still don't know your name. You were wearing sunglasses and a hat that day. I'm afraid that I won't be able to recognize you."

"How can you not recognize me? Not everyone can control my aura. Also, with my handsome face, you should be able to recognize me at a glance. "



Xinwan was a little anxious as she sat in the car.

Wen Yuehua was really too enthusiastic. Before she could reject her, she had already pulled her into the car. Although she didn't have a good impression of Family Wen, she didn't hit a smiling person. No matter what, she was still Family Wen's daughter-in-law. This person was Wen Han-woo's aunt. In the end, she was still her elder. She couldn't reject her enthusiasm.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting in the car. Wen Yuehua kept telling her about some of the things that had happened in the past few years. Xinwan listened absent-mindedly and occasionally chimed in. On the other side of her mind, she was thinking — how should she get away?

She didn't have the nerve to say that today was her birthday. Not only were her son and friends waiting for her at the hotel, she was also waiting for her family at home. Now that Wen Yuehua had appeared out of nowhere and pulled her along, as though they were old friends at first sight, she really didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, the car door was pulled open. Wen Han-woo was about to bend over and enter when he heard Wen Yuehua say, "It was really thrilling at that time. But it was also at that time that I met Dongjun."

She was halfway through her sentence when she saw Wen Han-woo enter. She frowned and asked, "Are you done with your phone call?"

"Yes, where are you going?"

"Afternoon tea. Is Young Master Wen free?"

Xinwan instantly looked at Wen Han-woo. In the depths of her dark eyes, there was only one message — Hurry up and say that you don't have time! Hurry up and say that you don't have time!

Wen Han-woo's gaze swept past Xinwan's eyes, which were filled with "emotions," and he smiled. "I'm free. It's been a long time since I sat down for tea with Auntie."

Xinwan.

Wen Yuehua was the happiest. She instantly smiled and said, "At least you know what's good for you. Alright then, I'll sit in the front. You and Xinwan can sit in the back. Your uncle will drive himself."

As she spoke, she pushed Wen Han-woo aside and got out of the car. With one hand on the car door, she said, "Where are we going? I'll send your uncle the address on WeChat. "

Wen Han-woo said the name of a clubhouse. Wen Yuehua immediately took out her phone and sent a voice message to Seo Dong-jun.

She got out of the car and pushed Wen Han-woo. Xinwan thought that Wen Han-woo would definitely not sit with her. In the end, she realized in despair that he actually bent over and sat down beside her. She instinctively shrank towards the other side of the car door.

Wen Yuehua didn't see anything and immediately got into the front passenger seat.

Because the two of them had just gotten out of the car, the soundproof glass in the middle of the car hadn't been lowered yet. When the driver saw Wen Yuehua get in, he was stunned for a moment before he quickly called out, "Miss."

Wen Yuehua was in a good mood. She acknowledged him with a smile and told him the name of the clubhouse that Wen Han-woo had just mentioned. Then she said, "Let's go."

The driver nodded and was about to lower the soundproof glass when Wen Yuehua stopped him. "Don't be so tactless."

The driver tactfully started the car very quickly.

Xinwan really felt like she was better off dead.

She didn't know how things had turned out this way. She was anxious to get out of the car, but the car was already moving. She wasn't in the mood for afternoon tea at all. Her precious son was still waiting to celebrate her birthday with her. The Family Jiang dinner was in the evening. She wasn't in a hurry, but she was anxious that she wouldn't be able to see her son!

"Wen Han-woo, what's the meaning of this? Are you really in the mood to have some weird afternoon tea with me? "

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