Wen Han-woo nodded, and Jameson quickly went downstairs.
Tong Yanyu stood in place and cursed in his heart that the Grandfather Butler had no sense of loyalty. He actually ran away first. His two little hands were twisting the corner of his clothes, and his little head was spinning rapidly. What kind of excuse should he find?
"Xiao Yu, come here."
Wen Han-woo waved his hand.
Tong Yanyu paused for a moment, then obediently went forward. "Good morning, Uncle."
"Did you sleep well last night?"
"Very well, Uncle. The mattress in your house is especially soft. I like it a lot."
"Really?" Wen Han-woo raised his eyebrows and hinted at him. "Then do you think Uncle slept well last night?"
"Come on, tell me, why did you lock the door?"
Tong Yanyu pursed his lips and finally said weakly, "Because Mom sleepwalks at night. I was afraid she would run out. This house is so big, and she's not familiar with it. I was afraid something would happen to her, so I locked the door."
The little guy put on an innocent and pitiful look, but in his heart, he was silently saying, 'Mom, I'm so sorry! I did it for your lifelong happiness. '
"Sleepwalk?" Wen Han-woo frowned. He was doubtful. "Your mom sleepwalks at night?"
Last night, he climbed through the window to the room next door in the middle of the night. Of course, it wasn't because the room couldn't fit the two of them. It was because one of them was unconscious, and the other was awake but unconscious. They hugged each other and kissed deeply. Later, he accidentally pulled off the needle in her hand. As a result, not only did the blood flow back, the saline beside the bed also spilled. Wen Han-woo's body was stained with a lot of blood. He was slightly mysophobic, and the kiss really made him restless. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself. The entire room was filled with a faint scent. It wasn't exactly erotic, but it was more annoying than erotic.
He simply climbed through the window and left.
"When I was at home, it happened a few times," Tong Yanyu lied softly, probably because he was afraid that Wen Han-woo would find out.
He didn't dare to ask too much about his little trick. He grabbed his uncle's hand and said, "Uncle, I'm hungry too. Let's go down for breakfast. Call my mother. "
Wen Han-woo nodded, his deep eyes sweeping over the tightly shut door. He suddenly said, "Xiao Yu, go to your room and change your clothes first. Didn't Uncle get someone to buy you a few new sets of clothes? Did she know how to wear it? If you don't, I'll ask the servant to change it for you. "
"No need. I'm all grown up. I can wear my own clothes."
"Yes." Wen Han-woo nodded in satisfaction. "Then go and change your clothes. After you're done, eat something and we'll go back to B City."
"Uncle, why are we going back to B City?"
Tong Yanyu craned his neck and asked. The originally tightly shut door was suddenly pulled open and Xinwan came out. Her complexion was much better than yesterday, but she was still a little pale. She probably heard the words "go back to B City" and ran over to hug her son. She glared at Wen Han-woo and said, "We don't want to go back to B City."
Wen Han-woo didn't get angry. His gaze swept over his son in Xinwan's arms. He calmly patted Tong Yanyu's shoulder and said, "Xiao Yu, be a good boy. Go to your room and change your clothes first. After you're done, come down for breakfast. Uncle and your mother will go downstairs first."
"Okay."
The little guy seemed very willing to make space for his parents. He quickly jumped out of Xinwan's arms and ran to his room.
"Come with me."
Wen Han-woo didn't waste any time with her and walked to the other end of the long corridor. Xinwan knew that this matter had to be clarified. She took a deep breath and followed Wen Han-woo into the room at the side.
As soon as the door closed, she spoke first, "Wen Han-woo, I won't go back to B City with you with my son. You should know very well that if I bring him back, I might never see him again. I won't …"
"Can you decide whether to go or not?"
Wen Han-woo turned his face sideways, but his gaze involuntarily fell on her lips —
The soft shape of her lips was very beautiful, but it was a little hot and dry and a little pale. However, he didn't know why, but when he saw it, he actually felt that it was delicate and pitiful.
Was he crazy?
Last night, he had deeply tasted her taste. She had obediently stayed in his embrace, allowing him to ignite her body. That soft lips, like pudding, had sweetly attacked the man's five viscera and six bowels.
"Wen Han-woo, where are you looking? I'm talking to you, you … "
Before Xinwan could finish speaking, Wen Han-woo suddenly leaned forward, reached out his hand to press her shoulder, and pressed her against the door. The man's thumb gently swept across her lips, and finally landed on the corner of her lips. He raised his eyebrows, and his tone was a little low and ambiguous. However, those words caused Xinwan to be at a loss, "Where do you think I'm looking? I don't know why I like it so much. "
"You, what did you say?"
Xinwan's heart thumped. Wen Han-woo's gaze was too deep and too intense. She didn't dare to carefully explore what was inside, so she subconsciously asked, as if to make the man instantly come back to his senses.
The movement of his hand pressing against the corner of her lips paused, but he didn't let go. In the next second, she heard him return to his usual calm voice, and he said word by word, "I'll give you a chance — you can come back to B City with me, but before you board the plane, you have to think about how you're going to tell your son that I, Wen Han-woo, am his biological father. I don't want to scare him out of his wits about Family Wen."
Two hours later, Xinwan helplessly took Xiao Yu and followed Wen Han-woo to the American airport.
She had been to this airport countless times, but standing here today, her heart was in turmoil.
Because the plane tickets were booked by Wen Han-woo's assistant at the last minute, once they arrived at the airport, Wen Han-woo asked for Xinwan's and Tong Yanyu's passports to collect the plane tickets.
"I don't have any."
Wen Han-woo was stunned for a moment. "Passports? I'll go get the plane tickets. You don't have anything?"
Xin Wan glanced at her son who was pouring water from the water dispenser. Her complexion wasn't very good and was slightly pale. Probably because she wasn't in a good mood, her entire person exuded a kind of depression. When she spoke, her voice wasn't loud. "Our son doesn't have a passport."
"What did you say?"
Wen Han-woo frowned, paused, and laughed coldly. He suddenly took a step forward and closed in on Xinwan. He gritted his teeth and said, "Tong Xinwan, let me tell you, if you don't want to go back to B City, you can tell me directly right now. I won't force you to go back, and you can still let my son go back with me. But now that you're not even willing to take out your passport, do you think you can stay here?"
"I really don't have a passport!"
Xinwan's tone was a little irritable. She bit her lower lip and thought that there were some things that she couldn't hide at this point, so she might as well tell him everything.
"It's not that I don't want to go back with you, that's why I deliberately said that I don't have a passport. It's because Xiao Yu still doesn't have any nationality."
"Tong Xinwan! If I remember correctly, didn't he just board a plane at this airport, hmm? "
"That passport was fake!"
Xinwan sighed softly and explained, "I previously thought that I might need Xiao Yu's passport, so I asked Qin Fangang to help me make a fake passport for Xiao Yu, but it could only be used once. Qin Fangang said that the passport wouldn't be discovered to be fake, so I didn't have to worry about it. So when Xiao Yu took the plane back to B City, I used the fake passport, but it can't be used anymore."
Wen Han-woo couldn't believe it. "You mean that my son is an illegal resident in America."
"He's an illegal resident wherever he goes."
"Tong Xinwan, you …"
Wen Han-woo was so angry that his temples were throbbing in pain. The man's exquisite features were clouded over at this moment. He suddenly thought of something and reached out to grab Xinwan's shoulder. He frowned and said in a low and oppressive voice, "So, all these years, although I've been in B City, I didn't hear any news of you giving birth at all. It's because you deliberately tried to hide it from me, right?"
Xinwan stubbornly turned her face away and didn't answer this question that she already knew the answer to. So when Wen Han-woo saw her like this, he took it as a silent admission.
"You woman, I …"
"Mommy, why are your eyes red?"
Wen Hanyu's anger could be imagined. This damned woman, in order to hide the existence of his son, she was willing to do anything. She didn't even hesitate to make him an "unregistered resident". He thought that if he had a gun right now, he might just kill her. However, let alone a gun, even if he wanted to fiercely say a few words to her, Tong Yan Yu had already run over. That crisp child's voice interrupted his words, causing him to swallow back the anger that had already risen to his throat.
"Uncle, why are you bullying my mommy again? Hurry up and let go of my mommy. If you continue to be like this, we won't go back to B City with you. "
The mother and son were really in cahoots. Wen Han-woo sneered and suddenly let go of Xinwan. He stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets and turned to make a phone call.
"Mommy, are you okay?"
Tong Yanyu ran over and reached out to hug Xinwan's thigh. Xinwan glanced at Wen Han-woo's tall and straight back. She knew that at this point in time, it was her fault no matter what. She gently sighed, squatted down, and explained to her son, "Xiao Yu, Uncle didn't bully Mommy just now. We are adults. We were just talking about something and happened to be a little emotional."
"Really?"
"Of course."
"But Mommy, your eyes are a little red."
"Mommy hasn't rested well these past two days. It's fine."
"Oh," Tong Yanyu nodded obediently and asked, "Mommy, are we really going back to B City? Are you bringing me to see Grandpa and Grandma this time? "
Xinwan thought that if she met Family Wen's people, wouldn't the world be in chaos? However, even if she ran away with her son now, it was not practical. Although she was anxious about returning to B City, at the same time, she had to admit that her son was already five years old this year. Some things really couldn't be hidden forever. She didn't have the ability to hide anything now.
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