By the time she realized what was going on, the front door of the condominium had opened and she felt her body lighten. She was lifted up and placed on the counter at the entrance. Wen Han-woo placed her on the counter and pressed his thin lips against her ear. He said in a deep voice, "Wanwan, I want you. Give it to me, hmm?"
Xinwan felt as though her throat was on fire and her entire body was boiling. She wanted to say something, but it was as though there was a rock stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter a single word.
She had heard Wen Han-woo's words clearly and knew what he was going to do next. She should have pushed him away, but she felt as though all her strength had been sucked out of her. She couldn't do anything to resist him. Her tacit consent was a great encouragement for Wen Han-woo. He took a deep breath and his eyes were burning. It was as though there was a ball of fire burning in them and it burned away her last bit of rationality. He reached out and carried her again and walked towards the bedroom.
…
"Why are you bringing me out all of a sudden? I already said that I don't want to go out, but Uncle didn't come back. "
Tong Yanyu walked in front with his hands in his jeans pockets. Behind him was the caretaker who was taking care of him. She looked troubled as she listened to Tong Yanyu's complaints. She hurriedly went up to him and smiled apologetically. "Little Young Master, I really don't have the final say in this matter. It's because Sir asked you to go downstairs. Who knew that Sir might be busy? Little Young Master must be hungry, right? Otherwise, I'll get you something to eat right now. "
She thought to herself, Mr. Wen is really something. He called me out of the blue just now and told me to bring Little Young Master downstairs to wait for his car. He also said that he would be at the condominium immediately. Before she could figure out what was going on, he had already hung up.
At that time, she was boiling soup and had no choice but to turn off the stove. She then brought Tong Yanyu, who was also reading manga, downstairs.
In the end, she waited downstairs for almost 30 minutes, but there was still no sign of him. She had no choice but to call Wen Han-woo's cell phone. The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up. Before she could say anything, she heard the man's hoarse voice on the other end of the phone. He said impatiently, "Nothing much. Go back first."
Similarly, he hung up without waiting for her to say anything.
The auntie's heart was filled with countless questions. She did not know what Mr. Wen meant, but she did not dare to ask. In the end, she brought the impatient Tong Yanyu upstairs.
She walked to the door of the apartment and was about to take out the key to open the door. She reached out and pushed the door, but to her surprise, the door was not locked.
The auntie was so scared that her face turned pale. She thought that she had been robbed. She remembered clearly that she had locked the door when she went out. What was going on?
"Little Young Master, hide behind me. I'll walk in front." Ever since the incident where she accidentally injured Tong Yanyu, the auntie was even more attentive to taking care of Tong Yanyu.
However, just as she pushed the door open, Tong Yanyu squeezed under her armpit. The little guy stretched out his leg and lifted the leather shoes that had not been placed on the shoe cabinet at the entrance. He chuckled and said, "Isn't this Uncle's shoe? He's back? "
As he said that, he skipped into the apartment.
When the auntie saw that it was indeed him, she felt relieved and closed the door of the apartment. However, when she followed Tong Yanyu into the living room, she realized that there was no one inside. She remembered that she still had soup in the kitchen and said to Tong Yanyu, "Little Young Master, you can play by yourself for a while. I'll go make some soup. Dinner will be ready soon."
Tong Yanyu nodded and ran directly to Wen Han-woo's study. He stood on his tiptoes and opened the door with great difficulty. However, there was no one inside. Hence, he ran to the bathroom and looked around. Similarly, there was no one inside. In the end, he was only left with the master bedroom. He ran to the door of the master bedroom. As the door handle was a little high, he could only reach out and hook it a little. After a long time, he still could not open the door. Panting, he pounded on the door and shouted, "Uncle, uncle? Are you inside? Hurry up and open the door. I have something to ask you. "
In the master bedroom, Xinwan's face and ears were red. She could clearly hear the familiar voice of a child outside. It was her son's voice. She was so frightened that her body instinctively tightened. Her entire body tensed up …
"Hurry, hurry up!"
Xinwan wished that she could dig a hole and hide in it. What was going on?
She had clearly come to look for her son. Why was she with Wen Han-woo now …
Moreover, her son was still knocking on the door outside. If he came in …
Xinwan did not dare to think further. Her entire body tensed up. Of course, the man behind her could not do as he wished. Knowing what she was worried about, he leaned forward and gave her a reassuring answer. "Don't worry. I've locked the door. The brat can't come in."
He bit her lips. He probably knew that she was nervous and uneasy. However, there was no turning back now. How could he stop now? He held her hands and lifted her up. He coaxed her over and over again by her ear. Slowly, her body relaxed …
At the same time, Tong Yanyu, who was outside, knocked on the door for a while. There was no response. The little boy was still unwilling to give up. He ran to the living room and took a stool. He placed it facing the door and then climbed up. Finally, he grabbed the doorknob. However, when he turned, he realized that the door was locked from the inside.
His curiosity was completely piqued. He slammed the door twice and questioned loudly, "Uncle, why did you lock the door? Are you up to no good? I know. You must be up to no good! Hurry up and open the door. Otherwise, I'm going to tell Mom that you locked the door so that I wouldn't know! "
Xinwan's heart, which had finally calmed down, was once again in her throat. However, when she heard her son's last sentence, she did not know whether to laugh or to cry …
Ten minutes later …
"Wanwan, are you really not going to get up? Oh, it's about time to eat. You must have used up quite a lot of energy just now. "
A certain malicious culprit supported himself with both hands on the edge of the bed. He leaned over slightly and added fuel to the fire. "I think I tore your clothes just now. There are no women's clothes in the house. Why don't I get Secretary Chen to send a set over right now?"
Xin Wan hid under the blanket. That satin blanket covered her face and she felt uncomfortable all over. However, there was still a man's voice above her head. Don't think that she couldn't hear anything.
This hateful man. Was he gloating over her misfortune?
"Wen Han-woo, get out of here!"
She tightened her grip on the blanket and growled through gritted teeth. Unfortunately, her voice didn't sound imposing at all. Instead, it sounded like she was shy and didn't dare to face anyone after the deed was done.
Wen Hanyu laughed softly. His facial features were naturally good looking and when he smiled, it was even more soul-stirring. At this moment, he had completely relaxed his usual cold and reserved facial features. He gave off a feeling that he could topple cities. However, this scene that could instantly kill a person's heart was not seen by Xin Wan.
But just hearing her voice was enough to make her angry. Fortunately, the man on top of her did not push his luck. He coughed lightly and said in a rare gentle tone, "Wanwan, actually, I feel the same way when you're shy. However, now is not the time. I'll go out first. You can get up when the clothes are sent over."
Then, he "kindly" pulled the blanket over her and reminded her, "Your shoulders are exposed."
Xinwan was so angry that she grabbed the corner of the pillow and bit it.
…
Tong Yanyu stood on the stool and pressed his little head against the door, eavesdropping on every movement inside. However, the door was probably too thick. Why couldn't he hear anything?
Just as he was about to reach out and knock on the door again, the bedroom door was pulled open from the inside.
Standing in front of him with a calm face, the little guy was probably startled by his sudden appearance. With a cry of surprise, his body leaned back. Wen Hanyu's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick. He hugged his son in one go.
Tong Yanyu was very sensible and reached out to hug Wen Han-woo's neck. His little face was still a little shaken. "Un- Uncle."
"Who allowed you to climb onto the stool?"
Wen Han-woo harrumphed and reached out to pull the door shut. He carried Tong Yanyu to the living room and said in a low voice, "Don't you know that this is very dangerous?"
The little guy's ability to adapt to the situation had improved. He immediately changed his attitude and said with a smile, "Uncle, aren't I very concerned about you? I don't know why you locked the door, but I'm worried about you. "
Although he was a son, Wen Han-woo had to admit that he liked it when he said, "I'm worried about you." He couldn't help but reach out to pinch Tong Yanyu's chubby little face and snorted. "Are you really concerned about me, or are you busy helping your mother find out about the enemy?"
Tong Yanyu could actually read between the lines. He said with perfect articulation, "Uncle, I feel that caring about you is the same as helping my mother find out about the enemy."
"Oh?"
Wen Han-woo raised his brows and placed Tong Yanyu on the sofa. He patted his little butt and gestured for him to sit properly. "How is it the same?"
Tong Yanyu chuckled mischievously. "Of course it's the same. We can only reunite as a family if you get my mother back. Don't you want that, Uncle?"
He paused and stuck his head out to look at the bedroom door. "Uncle, were you doing something naughty in the room just now?"
Naughty?
Wen Han-woo reached out his hand and rubbed his chin with his slender fingers. The corners of his lips curled up meaningfully. Could this be considered a "naughty" thing? He had just transformed into a big bad wolf. Now that he was full, he couldn't help but think about it.
"You're just a kid. What do you know about naughty things?"
When Tong Yanyu heard Wen Han-woo call him a kid, he pouted unhappily and harrumphed twice. "Who says I don't know? Don't underestimate me! Actually, I know everything. If you treat other women well behind my mother's back, then it's a bad thing! "
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