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Chapter 424

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Xinwan coughed lightly. Hearing him call her by her nickname, such an intimate address, she felt a little strange. Of course, she knew that this was her own psychological effect.

However, she still had the most basic courtesy. She hurriedly returned a smile. "Uncle Xu, what a coincidence."

It was not appropriate to call him uncle, but calling him Mr. Xu was too unfamiliar. She could only call him "uncle."

"It is quite a coincidence."

However, Seo Dong-jun obviously did not care what she called him. His face was always smiling amiably. "Wanwan, I just saw someone standing here from afar. I was wondering why it was so familiar. I didn't expect it to be you. It's so late. Why are you in this hotel? "

How could Xinwan have the nerve to talk about what happened today?

She was even more embarrassed to say that she was actually in the hotel with Wen Han-woo. She could only change the topic. "Uh, I, I'm waiting for the car. Uncle Xu, then why are you here?"

"I'm staying here."

Seo Dong-jun saw that she was hemming and hawing. He did not want to say it, so he did not force her. "Because the house needs to be renovated, I'm too lazy to find another place to stay. I originally stayed at Yuehua's place, but I have a painting to release these few days. Moreover, the art exhibition is imminent. I was afraid that I would disturb Yuehua's rest, so I ran over to stay in the hotel for a few days. When I'm done, the house should be almost finished."

Xinwan remembered that he did mention the art exhibition to her before. At that time, he even invited her to take a look.

She did not expect that it would not be held yet. Seo Dong-jun seemed to have thought of it too. He took out a ticket from the car. "Wanwan, I think I heard you mention last time that you also like painting. I feel that we are fated. This is my art exhibition. It was originally going to be held last week, but due to my own problems, it was postponed a little. It happens to be Friday. There are still three days left. If you have time, come and take a look."

Of course, Xinwan couldn't refuse his kindness. She said, "Thank you." Then, she put the ticket into her pocket.

Unexpectedly, Seo Dong-jun's sharp eyes noticed that the tag on her outfit was still there. "Eh?" he asked curiously. "Wanwan, is your outfit new? The tag is still there. "

Xinwan's heart skipped a beat. Just as she reached out to touch it, another male voice came from behind her. It was familiar, but at this moment, it made her feel like a ghost was haunting her.

"Uncle? Why are you here? "

"Hanwoo?"

Seo Dong-jun was an experienced man. Seeing Xinwan's hesitant look, he immediately understood that Xinwan didn't come to the hotel alone. She came with Hanwoo.

Looking at the new clothes she was wearing, he was a man after all. Who had never been young before? Moreover, his mentality wasn't old either. At this moment, he understood what was going on.

But he didn't know why, but he didn't feel good about it. Especially now that Xinwan was standing at the entrance of the hotel by herself. How could this be?

What kind of person was Wen Han-woo? How could he not have found a place to stay? He actually brought her to the hotel!

He looked at Wen Han-woo and asked, "Why did you bring Wanwan to the hotel?"

Xinwan felt ashamed. Actually, she could tell that Seo Dong-jun seemed to be biased towards her, but she also knew that coming to the hotel was a complete accident. However, she didn't know how to explain it. Thinking that it was already so late, Hanwoo was actually helping me out. I was just worried about my dad. You should know that something happened to my dad. I came here because of my dad, but it's not what you think. It's too late. My dad might have already gone home, and I'm preparing to go home too. "

Seo Dong-jun heard her say "dad" every time she opened her mouth, but she was calling another man. His heart felt sour and even more uncomfortable.

However, he concealed his expression well, and because it was night time, it wasn't too obvious. He quickly said, "Then I'll send you back. It's too late, and it's not safe to take a taxi."

Wen Han-woo stepped forward and naturally held Xinwan's hand. He smiled at Seo Dong-jun and said, "Uncle, I'll send you back. I came down a little late anyway. I was going to send Wanwan back."

"No, I …" Xinwan wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by Wen Han-woo's determined gaze.

"Uncle, why are you staying at the hotel? Even if you quarreled with my aunt, you can't just stay at the hotel. I'll help you talk to my aunt later. My aunt's temper is a little direct, but she's not an unreasonable person. You're about to get married, so don't make both of you unhappy before the wedding. "

Wen Han-woo said this unintentionally. Previously, when Chen Fangfei called him, she mentioned that Seo Dong-jun and Wen Yuehua had both looked for him, but they weren't together. So he called Wen Yuehua first. He found out that the two of them seemed to have a small problem, but Wen Yuehua didn't say what the problem was. Instead, she asked him about Tong Qing Meng. Wen Han-woo felt a little strange. He didn't know much about Tong Qing Meng, so he just casually said a few words. At that time, Wanwan happened to be busy, so he quickly put this matter to the back of his mind. Now that he saw Seo Dong-jun, the way he looked at Xinwan gave him a strange feeling.

Out of habit, Wen Hanyu wanted to show that he had the "initiative". However, the last few words he said were also sincere.

But after he said that, Seo Dong-jun and Xinwan both had different thoughts.

Seo Dong-jun was obviously embarrassed. He was just explaining to Xinwan why he was staying at the hotel, but now it was exposed. No one would feel good if their lie was exposed on the spot, no matter what the lie was.

Xinwan, on the other hand, was thinking about a completely different matter.

Previously, she felt that Seo Dong-jun's gaze was strange, so she was a little afraid. But now that he was fine, why would he lie to her?

What was his motive?

Could it really be like what she guessed? Did he really …

No, it couldn't be!

Xinwan shuddered at the thought. After all, Seo Dong-jun was so old and he was Wen Yuehua's fiancé. This kind of relationship made her feel a little disgusted, but she couldn't directly express it. In front of Seo Dong-jun, she almost instinctively reached out and grabbed Wen Han-woo's hand.

Wen Han-woo was stunned for a moment. Then he felt her soft body snuggle up to him and heard her say gently, "Uncle Xu, let's just let Hanwoo drive me."

"Hanwoo, where's your car?"

Wen Han-woo was a shrewd person. He had his suspicions before, but now that Xinwan was "cooperating," he was able to confirm some other things. In fact, even if he felt that the way Seo Dong-jun looked at Xinwan was a little strange, he couldn't forget how awkward it was when Seo Dong-jun and Tong Qing Meng met for the first time at the hospital.

Also, his aunt quarreled with Seo Dong-jun for no reason and then suddenly ran over to ask about Tong Qing Meng. There was probably some kind of connection.

But of course, he wasn't sure what it was.

"Stop in front. Uncle, I'll send Wanwan back first. I'll contact you tomorrow."

Seo Dong-jun nodded and didn't say anything else. However, when Xinwan brushed past him, he couldn't hold back and suddenly said, "Wait a minute!"

"Wanwan, I want to ask you something. When is your birthday?"

Xinwan sat in the front passenger seat. Although it was almost four o 'clock in the morning, she didn't feel sleepy at all. Not only was her mind clear, but the uneasiness in her heart was getting stronger.

The man driving rolled down the car window. The night wind blew past her cheeks, but she didn't feel cold. It wasn't cold in this season, so it was cool at night. She remembered that she hadn't torn off the label on her clothes just now. She tore off the label and played with it casually in her hands.

Wen Han-woo glanced at her and said, "Are you in contact with my uncle?"

"No."

Xinwan knew that he would definitely ask her about it. Actually, when the three of them stood together just now, anyone could probably understand the feeling. However, Xinwan still couldn't believe that he was Seo Dong-jun, Wen Yuehua's fiancé. Wasn't she being too sensitive?

And to be honest, Seo Dong-jun was also a talented artist. Would he be that kind of person?

This really didn't make sense, did it?

But why did he always look at her with that kind of gaze? It was as if he could see something from her face. Also, why did he ask about her birthday?

"Have you met him in private?"

At a red light, Wen Han-woo stepped on the brakes. His slender fingers tapped on the steering wheel occasionally. His gaze was slightly restrained, and his expression was complicated.

Xinwan glanced at him, thinking that he was suspecting that her relationship with Seo Dong-jun was improper. She opened her mouth and said, "Whether I met him in private or not, there's no need to report it to you!"

Wen Han-woo saw that she was baring her fangs and brandishing her claws like a little wild cat. Instead of getting angry, he laughed, "Why are you so agitated? I didn't say anything about you. "

"I'm not agitated."

Xinwan paused for a moment, but still couldn't help but say, "I've only met him once. Actually, I have a pretty good impression of him. He shouldn't be the kind of person we think he is. Your aunt and he should have been together for many years. Your aunt should know what kind of person he is. Otherwise, she wouldn't have decided to marry him. "

She originally didn't want to say these things at all, but Wen Yuehua was a very good person. Some words just blurted out unconsciously, and the moment they left her mouth, she felt a little regretful.

Sure enough, Wen Han-woo chuckled, and only then did he have the time to glance at her, and said in a deep voice: "Wanwan, sometimes I admit that you are indeed very charming, especially to me. I don't have any resistance to you, and I always have the urge to dote on you again and again. However, you can't think of all the men in the world like me. Do you understand? "

What was he talking about?

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