Xinwan's heart warmed.
Humans were vain. Most couples would want to be closer to their children when they interacted with them. Given Xinwan and Wen Han-woo's relationship, both of them had to consider how important they were to their children. If they were to go to court for custody, it would be crucial.
Xinwan's heart warmed, but Wen Han-woo's heart turned cold.
However, in front of Xinwan, he tried to control his emotions, but he couldn't hide the coldness in his eyes. "Why do you think I had something to do with your mother being drenched in the rain?"
The man sneered. His sharp eyes stared unblinkingly at Xin Wan's miserable and pale face. "Don't tell me it was me who made the heavens rain?" He was angry, so he couldn't control his words. It was as though he had eaten gunpowder, and his words were sharp and unkind. "Why don't you ask your mother if her brain was hit by a door or kicked by a donkey? Doesn't she know that she should bring an umbrella when she goes out? Or does she usually use her brain elsewhere? Does she not even have such basic common sense? "
Even if her head was spinning right now, she could still clearly distinguish how unpleasant this person's words were. She did not have the strength to quarrel with him. Moreover, she clearly knew that if she angered him again, all the suffering she had suffered before would be in vain. She did not want to be calculative with him. She only wanted to take her son away.
However, Wen Han-woo's words provoked Tong Yanyu. Although he was young, how could he not understand the scolding words?
The little guy widened his dark eyes, which resembled Wen Han-woo's. He suddenly ran over and pushed Wen Han-woo with all his might. Because he was a little fast and used all his strength, the unguarded Wen Han-woo stumbled.
Wen Han-woo instinctively reached out and grabbed the edge of the sofa to prevent himself from falling.
Half of the man's handsome face was filled with shock, while the other half was naturally angry.
However, there was someone who was angrier than him. Tong Yanyu pointed at Wen Han-woo and said loudly, "I hate you! You're a bad person! You bullied my mother. You let her get drenched in the rain, and you even said that her brain was damaged. You're the one who's damaged in the brain! My mother is the smartest woman in the world. You're a bad person. I hate you! "
Xinwan.
Wen Han-woo.
There were also a few servants who were hiding in the house and "watching" from afar. When they saw this scene, they were all dumbfounded.
However, because these servants were American natives, other than Jameson, the other servants did not understand Mandarin at all. It was obvious that this "family" was conversing in standard Mandarin. They could only see this explosive and awkward scene, but could not understand the conversation.
Since he was young, Wen Han-woo had understood that if a man wanted to be above others, he must first learn to control his emotions. He thought about it and realized that he had never shown any obvious fluctuations in his emotions towards anyone. Whether it was at work or in social interactions, he could always control his emotions and expressions well.
But since when had his elegance been broken by others?
He would get angry at a woman. Now, he was even upset because of a few words from a child.
However, he naturally wouldn't put all of his anger on Tong Yanyu's head. After all, he was only a child. Right now, he felt that all of this was due to Tong Xinwan's "contribution."
The man steadied himself and tugged at his sleeves. His thin lips slowly curved into a mocking smile. He did not say a word. He only gave Xinwan a cold and meaningful look. Then, he turned around and went upstairs.
When the servants in the house saw that there was no more drama to watch, they immediately scattered quietly.
Xinwan watched as Wen Han-woo disappeared around the corner of the stairs. Only then did she heave a sigh of relief.
She was very happy that Xiao Yu had spoken up for her just now. However, she did not intend for the situation to develop this way. Now, even if she and her son were to join forces and fight against him, they would not be a match for him. If he really wanted to separate mother and son, it should be a simple matter.
Therefore, she really did not want to see this outcome after going through so much trouble to come here today.
She wanted to talk to Wen Han-woo calmly. She wanted the child. As long as he gave up custody of the child, she was willing to give up everything she had in exchange.
"Mom."
After making Wen Han-woo leave in anger, Tong Yanyu probably realized that his tone was a little too harsh.
In fact, a child's thoughts were sometimes more meticulous than an adult's. This was because they didn't hide too many things in their hearts. What they saw was what it was. At this age, Tong Yanyu also didn't beat around the bush. When he recalled the look in Wen Han-woo's eyes before he left, he could not help but gulp. In the end, he hesitated for a moment before saying softly, "Mom, did I say something wrong just now?"
Xinwan was really cold, tired, and hungry. However, at this time, she still wanted to force herself to calm down and talk to her son.
"Xiao Yu, you were speaking up for me just now. I know that you are a good child, but sometimes we need to learn how to control our emotions. Do you understand? Because throwing a tantrum for no reason is not what a good child should do. "
Tong Yanyu's two little nostrils flared as if he was not convinced. He retorted softly, "But he scolded you."
"He was just a little anxious and expressed himself in a wrong way."
"Really?"
"Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't be angry."
Tong Yanyu snorted. "That's because I know that you are a good person. That uncle is too bad. Anyway, he made you get drenched in the rain. It's his fault!"
"He didn't make me get drenched in the rain."
After all, he was her son's biological father. However, now it seemed that Wen Han-woo had not told Xiao Yu the truth. Even if he could hide it from the first day, he would not be able to hide it from the fifteenth. From the beginning, she had not planned to hide it for the rest of her life. However, now that the truth had been revealed, she had already decided to tell Xiao Yu about it. Therefore, even if she was thinking from her son's point of view, Xinwan felt that she could not discredit Xiao Yu's father in front of his son. She would take the blame for him first.
"Xiao Yu, I was too anxious to see you. That's why I rushed over. Who knew that it would suddenly rain? Didn't Uncle let me in?"
"Really?"
Xinwan nodded. "Really. But why did you come over with him? You don't talk to strangers. "
Tong Yanyu's expression changed slightly. Xinwan could tell that he was her own son. How could she not know? In fact, she had been thinking about this question for the past two days. She even had a scary thought. However, when she heard him call Wen Han-woo 'Uncle' in a crisp voice, she felt that she was overthinking.
Xiao Yu was only five years old after all. He could not be that smart.
"Because he told me that his name was Wen Han-woo. He even said that he was Mom's good friend. He said that he would bring me to a fun place and that Mom would be there soon."
Xinwan's mind was in a daze. She could not take it anymore. She wiped the rain off her face and took a deep breath. "You … when did you know Wen Han-woo?"
"Mom, when you called me the last time, didn't you say 'Wen Han-woo'? I just remembered it. "
Tong Yanyu was still talking when Xinwan heard a buzzing sound in her ears. The dizziness intensified. In the end, her legs gave way and she collapsed on the floor.
Tong Yanyu watched as his mother collapsed on the floor. He was so scared that he was about to cry. He shouted loudly, "Mom, Mom, are you okay? Mom! "
In the study upstairs, Wen Han-woo threw down the book in his hands impatiently. He tugged at his collar and stood up instinctively. He felt as though there was a ball of fire burning in his chest. He could not vent this frustration, so he lit a cigarette. However, he realized that even the smell of nicotine could not calm him down. He reached out to put out the remaining half of the cigarette between his fingers. There was a knock on the study door. Jameson said from outside, "Sir, Miss Tong suddenly fainted downstairs. Little Young Master has been crying."
Wen Han-woo's slender fingers were still on the edge of the ashtray. The scarlet glow from the cigarette butt suddenly flew out and landed on his fingertips. It was so hot that he trembled subconsciously. He suddenly realized what he had heard.
His heart tightened for no reason. Almost instinctively, he walked quickly to the door of the study. He opened the door and asked, "What happened?"
Jameson looked helpless. "She must have been drenched in the rain. Should we get a doctor?"
"Go get a doctor. Where is he now?"
"He's downstairs."
Wen Han-woo pushed Jameson aside and walked quickly to the staircase. He did not realize how hurried his steps were. He walked down the long staircase in two or three steps. Halfway down, he heard Tong Yanyu's sobbing voice. His brows immediately furrowed.
Because the area was relatively remote, there was indeed a family doctor living in the castle. Jameson quickly brought the doctor over. There were already servants in the house. Everyone scrambled to lift Xinwan up. Wen Han-woo pointed upstairs. "Bring her upstairs."
Tong Yanyu's eyes were red and he did not say a word. Wen Han-woo could tell that he was scared out of his wits. Although his words and actions had indeed made him unhappy, he was still a child. Moreover, he was his son. Of course, he would not stoop to his level.
He reached out and stroked the top of Tong Yanyu's head. Then he squatted down and helped him wipe away the tears on his face.
He paused for a moment before he said solemnly, "What's wrong? Didn't your smart, capable, and great mother teach you that boys shouldn't cry so easily?"
Tong Yanyu did not say a word. His eyes were downcast. His fingers were tightly clenched together like fried dough twists. Occasionally, his shoulders would even twitch.
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