Wen Han-woo glanced at the pale-faced Xinwan and smirked. "Father, it's useless for you to ask me, because I've only just found out about this. I'm indeed in America now. It's already night time in America and it's not convenient for me to say too much over the phone. I'll go back tomorrow."
"Where's the child? Where's the child now? "
Family Wen's interpersonal relationships were not very complicated. Wen Han-woo was the only son in the Family Wen's bloodline, so how could the elders not have high hopes for his son?
It was especially so for Shen Lingxiu. Upon hearing that she had a five-year-old great-grandchild, it was as if the rheumatism that she had accumulated over the years had been cured in an instant. She was probably beside Wen Haoxuan now. Upon hearing that her son was asking Wen Hanyu about the child, she stood up without caring about her image and reached for her mobile phone. "Give me the phone, I'll have a word with Hanyu."
Wen Han-woo heard it too, and his frown deepened. Not long after, the phone was handed over. Then, he heard Shen Lingxiu's agitated voice. "Is it true, Hanwoo? Tell Grandma, is it true? You really have a five-year-old son? My great-grandson, is it true? "
Shen Lingxiu was an elder after all. Wen Han-woo coughed softly and deliberately lowered his voice. "Grandma, don't be so agitated. I'll bring him home tomorrow."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Shen Lingxiu's intermittent sobs could be heard. She was really agitated. "How can I not be agitated? Grandma has been waiting for your child for so many years. I didn't expect such a big surprise to suddenly appear. Hanwoo, you must take good care of my little great-grandson. Grandma will wait for you at home tomorrow. Oh, right, what do children like to eat? I'll get everyone at home to prepare it. "
"There's no need to go through so much trouble, Grandma. We'll talk about it when we get home tomorrow."
"How is this considered troublesome?" Shen Lingxiu was relentless. "I heard that the child grew up in America. I don't know if he's used to living in City B, but tell him not to be afraid. Whatever he needs, we'll give it to him."
Wen Han-woo knew that if the Family Wen knew about the existence of this child, this would be the result.
Not to mention his grandmother at home, even his parents, although they didn't say it, had been looking forward to having a next generation soon. It would be better if they could get it done once and for all.
"I don't have any special preferences, and I'm not particularly picky about food. Grandma, I still have something to deal with here. You should rest early tonight so that you'll be more energetic tomorrow."
Shen Lingxiu sighed and hung up reluctantly. Actually, she still wanted to talk to her child over the phone, but she probably felt that it would be too abrupt and frighten her child, so she didn't say anything in the end.
Wen Han-woo put away his phone and looked up. Xinwan's eyes were red as she asked loudly, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
"On purpose?"
"I told you not to say it."
Wen Han-woo only felt that this woman was incorrigible. He glared at her, unable to restrain his anger. "Don't say it? Tong Xinwan, I think your brain was damaged.
It was really damaged by the door! Or it was damaged by the rain just now! Let's not talk about the fact that I can't hide this from my family. Even if I had such intentions, do you think my family is stupid? My father had already called him. How could he not know? Can you hide it from him? "
Xinwan didn't say a word. She bit her lip tightly and lowered her eyes.
Those red eyes were filled with tears, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall. Yes, of course she knew that she was indulging in fantasy because she was too afraid that she would lose her son because of this.
But to her, the current situation wasn't optimistic at all.
The back of her head was buzzing, and her ears felt as if there was a swarm of bees buzzing incessantly. She was mentally and physically exhausted. She was barely holding on just now, but after the continuous torment, she felt as if the last bit of energy in her body had been sucked out. She no longer had any strength. That petite body of hers slumped limply against the wall.
Seeing this, Wen Han-woo's heart suddenly trembled. He instinctively reached out his long arm and put it under her armpit, holding her in place.
"Tong Xinwan?"
He shook her body, but she didn't have any reaction. Wen Han-woo turned sideways and glanced at the bottle of IV drip that she had torn off by the bed. He then looked at the unconscious woman in his arms and couldn't help but curse under his breath. With a flip of his hand, he carried her up horizontally and laid her back on the bed. However, the needle had been removed and the room door was locked from the inside. He looked at the time and saw that it was already late. In the end, he personally sat down and took out some antiseptic cotton from the drawer. He wiped the back of her hand, then picked up the needle and carefully inserted it into her vein …
When he was in university, he had thought of going into medicine, so he studied medicine for half a year. He knew all the things that nurses knew.
However, he had really never done an IV drip for anyone before, much less himself.
It seemed like he had given his "special first time" to this woman again.
Looking at the woman on the bed with her eyes closed and her face still pale, Wen Han-woo couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the space between her brows with his index finger. Unexpectedly, in the next second, the unconscious woman suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.
Wen Han-woo.
Xinwan was unconscious, and she was obviously dreaming. Wen Han-woo was afraid that she would twist the needle again, so he didn't struggle hard. There was no need to be so calculative with a patient. He furrowed his brows and tried his best to relax his grip. The man's expression, which was usually cold and hard in front of everyone, subconsciously softened.
However, he didn't notice it himself.
At this moment, the unconscious woman on the bed suddenly opened her mouth in a muffled voice.
"Don't, don't go, don't take my son, Wen Han-woo. Don't take my child away. You were the one who wanted me. You were the one who provoked me, and yet you're still acting innocent. I hate you. I hate you."
When she spoke, she was very muffled and weak. However, there were only the two of them in the room. It was so quiet. Wen Han-woo wasn't deaf, so how could he not hear her clearly? When she said, "You were the one who provoked me." The man instinctively stood up and let her soft and slightly cold fingers tightly hold onto his wrist. His upper body leaned over and used his other hand to support himself on the side of her head.
His handsome face moved slightly closer to her. He felt her breathing, which was a little messy and hurried. Wen Han-woo slowly took a breath. Their breaths seemed to intertwine in an instant. He couldn't help but suppress it. Because he could suppress it, his deep voice sounded even more magnetic. "How did I provoke you?"
"Hmm? Tong Xinwan, tell me. How did I provoke you? Do I want you? How did I want you? "
It wasn't that he hadn't thought about what happened five years ago, but five years ago, the only thing he remembered was that he did come to America for a business trip. However, he didn't remember meeting this woman on that trip. Or did he really miss something?
"Kiss me."
Before Wen Han-woo could completely recover from his thoughts, Xinwan suddenly reached out and unconsciously hooked her arms around his neck. Her slightly dry lips moved and two words escaped. It was like a murmur, but the man on top of her heard it clearly.
Wen Hanyu had never had such a feeling before. It was as if something in his body was surging in an instant. All the blood in his body instantly rushed to the bottom of his lower abdomen. There was something hard there that was slowly waking up. His brain was in a daze.
After a moment of blankness, he reached out and clasped her shoulders. Then he lowered his head and kissed her lips … (Indescribable) …
The unconscious woman seemed to let out a soft hum. That soft sound was a huge contrast to her usual hedgehog-like state when she was facing him.
Wen Han-woo's temples were throbbing. His body gradually stiffened and heated up. It was like a feeling that had been suppressed in his body for a long time was fiercely surging out. He felt a little out of control, so he reached out and held the back of her neck and deepened the kiss.
…
Tong Yanyu didn't mind the bed, so he slept very well at night. Previously, because he had to go to school, he had the habit of waking up at 7am.
Although he didn't go to school these days, this habit didn't change.
At 7am, the little guy jumped out of bed. The entire castle was at a constant temperature. He was only wearing a set of cotton pajamas, so he didn't feel cold at all. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he happened to see Jameson instructing the servants. Jameson's room was on the second floor, next to Xinwan's room. The little guy ran over and grabbed Jameson's hand. "Grandfather Butler."
"Oh, Little Master, you're up so early? Did you have a good rest last night? "
"Very good!"
Tong Yanyu's mind was focused on Xinwan's room. He reached out and pulled at his collar. After hesitating for a moment, he asked in a low voice, "Grandfather Butler, last night, were my mother, my mother, and uncle in this room and didn't come out?"
Jameson looked at the little rascal in front of him with a smile. "As far as I know, no one came out. Little Master is very good at locking the door from the inside."
"Of course! Then are they still in bed now? "
"I'm already …"
Jameson was about to say something when a deep male voice suddenly interrupted the two of them. "Xiao Yu, were you the one who locked the door from the inside?"
Tong Yanyu's expression changed. He turned around and saw Wen Hanyu. He was wearing a blue shirt and a pair of black casual pants. His hands were in his pockets as he stood at the other end of the long corridor. There were windows on both sides. At this moment, the rays of the morning sun shone in and landed on the man's body. His expression was very relaxed, and his entire person seemed even more lazy and casual.
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