Chapter 179 - Chapter 179: What’s Wrong with Me Getting Some Benefits?
Chapter 179: What’s Wrong with Me Getting Some Benefits?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At the same time, when Yu Anwan woke up, she felt groggy. Subconsciously, she wanted to check if Yu Xiaobao still had a fever.
However, when Yu Anwan reached out, she didn’t find Yu Xiaobao. This jolted her awake completely.
She glanced around the room and muttered under her breath.
This was the master bedroom she shared with Wen Jin in the past. It wasn’t the first time she had returned, but the traces of her previous presence were gone, except for the somewhat old and peculiar white nightdress she was wearing.
She distinctly remembered falling asleep in Yu Xiaobao’s room.
Why was she now in the master bedroom? Yu Anwan was certain that she didn’t have a habit of sleepwalking.
The only explanation was Wen Jin.
Yu Anwan chuckled. That scoundrel Wen Jin must have misunderstood something.
So what if they had gotten into bed? When adults made such a fuss and there was still no response, what else could be expected?
But did that mean she would give in? That was a colossal joke.
Yu Anwan remained calm. She wasn’t concerned about the kids, but rather about Wen Zhanyan’s health.
Soon, Yu Anwan picked up her phone out of habit to check her messages. When she saw the hidden message, she paused and her expression turned serious.
It was a message from Yu Dabao, urgently asking her to call back.
Several hours had passed since then.
Yu Anwan muttered quietly to herself. Her previously composed demeanor suddenly showed signs of panic. Without hesitation, she immediately dialed Yu Dabao’s number.
“It’s me, Dabao. What’s going on?” Yu Anwan inquired directly.
“Mommy, if it were a real emergency, waiting for your call would be too late,” Yu Dabao calmly replied.
Yu Anwan was left speechless.
Yu Dabao’s words left her at a loss for words. But quickly, she retorted with a touch of arrogance, “I’m your mother. How could I let things happen?”
“Oh, Daddy is conducting a paternity test between him and Xiaobao. In just these few hours, after Xiaobao’s data entered the system, do you think things wouldn’t happen?” Yu Dabao asked with a cold retort.
Yu Anwan was taken aback.
She hadn’t expected Wen Jin to be suspicious. Her tone grew serious, and she stopped pressing Yu Dabao for details. “Did you stop them?”
“Of course, who am I? Those protective nets are mere child’s play to me.” Yu Dabao proudly shook his head.
It wasn’t that the protective nets were easy to break, but no one had anticipated that someone would attempt to tamper with Yu Xiaobao’s genetic sequence, providing Yu Dabao with an opportunity.
But he would never reveal such information.
Yu Anwan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. She then gave Yu Dabao careful instructions. “Take care of yourself. Once Zhanyan’s fever subsides, Xiaobao and I will return.”
“As long as Mommy looks after Daddy, what could go wrong?” Yu Dabao teased.
Those words left Yu Anwan without a retort.
Yu Dabao waved dismissively at Yu Anwan. “Alright, alright, Mommy, don’t bother me. I’ve only just fallen asleep.”
He mentioned Yu Xiaobao, then Wen Jin, followed by the issues caused by these two individuals. Finally, it was Wen Ye, who seemed resigned to staying permanently.
After they had finally settled in, Yu Anwan had to show up again.
He was just an underage child. Please, no child abuse, okay?
Yu Anwan felt embarrassed by Yu Dabao’s words. She stuck out her tongue and coaxed him. “Good boy, it’s Mommy’s fault. Mommy will make you some delicious food when I return, okay?”
“Is it the kind of delicious food that’s overcooked or forgets to add salt?” Yu Dabao didn’t hold back his sarcasm.
This time, Yu Anwan nearly let out a scream. She hung up the phone indignantly, not wanting to hear from Yu Dabao anymore.
That bratty Dabao, the older he got, the less adorable he became.
This kind of sharp tongue must have been inherited from Wen Jin!
Just as Yu Anwan tossed her phone aside and was about to search for her clothes, she immediately sensed an abnormal presence in the room.
In the next instant, Yu Anwan looked up.
Just then, she saw Wen Jin standing in front of Yu Anwan with his hands in his pockets.
“Who were you on the phone with?” Wen Jin asked calmly.
His tone was akin to that of a husband questioning his wife, and given the circumstances, it added an extra layer of ambiguity.
Yu Anwan snapped back to reality, asking, “Does this concern President Wen?”
With a lifted chin, Yu Anwan stared at Wen Jin with a cold expression. “President Wen, can you explain how I ended up here?”
“I carried you here,” Wen Jin replied calmly, showing no intention of concealing anything.
“Did you have my consent? What gave you the right to bring me here to sleep? Did I even want to sleep with you?” Yu Anwan’s frustration led her to repeat her questions three times.
“Didn’t we sleep together before?” Wen Jin raised an eyebrow.
“Get up. I’ve arranged for your clothes to be prepared. Get ready.” Wen Jin’s tone was neither warm nor cold.
Yu Anwan did find clean clothes at the end of the bed. Although she felt a bit uncomfortable with these conventional clothes, she couldn’t possibly float around in front of Wen Jin in her pajamas. So, she restrained herself and remained silent.
“Don’t you know how to say ‘thank you!?” Wen Jin raised an eyebrow. “Oh,” Yu Anwan replied indifferently. “Thank you, President Wen.”
In any case, insincerity was the least of her concerns.
Wen Jin smiled in silence and approached Yu Anwan. Instantly, her guard went up. “Wen Jin, what are you doing?”
Wen Jin lowered his body and moved closer to Yu Anwan. Without giving her a chance to react, his cool lips pressed against hers, causing her heart to race.
But in the next moment, Wen Jin’s voice, dripping with cheekiness, rang in Yu Anwan’s ear. “After you freeloaded off me all night, what’s wrong with me asking for a little interest this morning?”
His tone was audacious and roguish, a far cry from his usual dark and reserved demeanor.
Yu Anwan was so irritated that she huffed and glared at him. How shameless could Wen Jin be to say something like that?
Was she the freeloader, or was it Wen Jin?
Yu Anwan was usually quick-witted with her words, but in the face of Wen Jin’s brazenness, she found herself speechless.
Wen Jin had already straightened up as if the one who had just made such audacious remarks was not him. “You have ten minutes. Hurry up.”
Yu Anwan’s frustration gnawed at her.
As Wen Jin turned away, Yu Anwan couldn’t help but inquire, “Where’s my daughter?”
“She’s having breakfast with Zhanyan.” Wen Jin raised an eyebrow and looked at Yu Anwan. He had reverted to his usual self.. “Don’t let me know that you’re hiding anything from me about Xiaobao, understand?”