114. Uncle Su is secretly watching you.
“Cough cough…”
Stepping out of the kitchen, Wen Han could only submit upon seeing that back view.
She was unafraid of anyone and could instantly turn against anyone, but she couldn’t do so towards her own mother.
“My dear mommy?” A smile appeared on her face as she timidly squeezed her mother’s shoulders.
Mother Wen immediately pushed her away. “Ahhan, you with him…?”
“Children’s nonsense, would you really believe that?”
“Whether or not you believe it, I must warn you!” Mother Wen’s expression turned serious. “We already have Little Yuan, having a child means we can’t let others think we are frivolous people, someone who can be toyed with!”
“Yes yes yes!” Mom, I’m the one who toys with others.
“Don’t let men think you’re frivolous; no man will truly like a frivolous woman.” Mother Wen continued. “To make someone truly love you, first you need to cherish yourself. A woman absolutely cannot degrade herself because of divorce or premarital pregnancy! And Little Yuan isn’t even yours…”
“I know I know~” Wen Han naturally understood these principles.
It’s just, Mom, this is all just acting.
She couldn’t say it directly, so she shrugged, “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely make you proud.”
“Proud? And suddenly a granddaughter appears?” Mother Wen rolled her eyes. “Tell me, did you… use protection?”
Wen Han fell silent.
Her lips twitched slightly as she sighed, “We didn’t… do anything about protection!”
“Don’t give me any trouble before getting married.” Mother Wen shook her head reproachfully. “I observed him just now; this little Su is quite nice, and being a police officer’s mom gives me some peace of mind, but don’t let others think you can be casual because of Little Yuan, understand?!”
“Understood~” Wen Han hugged her mother playfully. “Your daughter isn’t stupid, how could she let a man get her easily?”
“Hmph! You’ve always been a tricky girl since you were young.” Mother Wen’s anger subsided as she waved her hand. “I’m annoyed, I still need to go back and cook.”
“Then let’s go back to the kitchen!”
The mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled before heading back.
…
Just stepping into the kitchen, Wen Han saw Su Zeheng holding Little Yuan while he stood alone in front of the cutting board chopping vegetables.
“Cough cough!”
She coughed, and Su Zeheng immediately stopped.
“Auntie!” He replied awkwardly, unable to meet her gaze, “It was a misunderstanding, Little Yuan thought…”
“It’s fine.” Mother Wen smiled faintly. “I understand my daughter; she isn’t that frivolous.”
“…Yeah.”
Thinking of how Wen Han usually flirted with him and toyed with others, Su Zeheng could only awkwardly force a smile.
…
Fortunately, the previous incident was just a minor detour and didn’t create an awkward atmosphere.
Especially since Mother Wen was very satisfied with Su Zeheng’s help, they even discussed their cooking skills while preparing the meal.
A moment later, the sumptuous breakfast made Wen Han raise an eyebrow in surprise.
“Not bad, Uncle… Su Su.” She glanced at the table, “Which dishes did you make?”
“The simpler ones are mine.” Su Zeheng wiped his hands with a tissue. “The more attractive ones are Auntie’s.”
“You kids sure know how to sweet-talk!” Mother Wen laughed heartily as she took Little Yuan off Su Zeheng.
“Mom, let her eat by herself.”
To train her daughter, Wen Han insisted that she eat on her own.
Little Yuan obediently picked up her utensils and started eating.
The four of them sat at the table, and at this moment, only Su Zeheng seemed awkward, like he had been kidnapped.
“Little Su, eat!” Mother Wen placed food in his bowl. “By the way, what do your parents do?”
The truth is revealed.
Wen Han suppressed her laughter and suddenly became curious about the answer.
She looked at Su Zeheng, noticing him hesitate for a moment.
“My parents used to be teachers, but they are about to retire now.”
“Teachers? Then you come from a scholarly family!” Mother Wen was even more pleased. “Sigh! We are different, Wen Han’s father left early…”
“Mom, don’t talk about this.” Wen Han glanced at her mother. “Let’s eat!”
“Yes, let’s eat!” Mother Wen grinned and pointed at the food on the table.
Su Zeheng wanted to continue listening, but was interrupted and had to reluctantly eat.
Did Wen Han’s father pass away long ago?
So, she herself is also from a single-parent family?
His perception of Wen Han changed again. He hesitated for a moment, looking at the warm scene of three people before him, feeling a slight stir in his heart.
For a moment, he almost believed it was real.
But he quickly snapped out of it, feeling a slight disappointment.
What is this…?
“Su Su?”
He was lost in thought. It seemed he was already influenced by the atmosphere, unable to distinguish reality from fiction.
Wen Han smiled slightly and picked up a piece of meat, placing it in Su Zeheng’s bowl. “Eat more vegetables! Why are you just eating rice?”
Although he knew Wen Han wasn’t the type to be hospitable, and he knew about the mischievous nature of this little witch.
At that moment, Su Zeheng still looked at the meat in his bowl, then at Wen Han, surprised.
On the opposite side, Wen Han seemed oblivious, continuing to eat her food.
After all, only careless, seemingly unintentional actions could make someone feel genuine warmth.
With such a good atmosphere, if he acted too deliberately, Uncle would surely snap out of it.
Under Wen Han’s successful creation, Su Zeheng blinked dazedly.
He watched as Wen Han’s lips gently touched the chopsticks, breaking the clear thread.
Right, she used those chopsticks to serve him food just now, didn’t she?
Then…
“Eat!” Wen Han looked up carelessly, “The last one to finish eats the dishes!”
Hardly had the words left her mouth when Little Yuan hurriedly stuffed food into her mouth, choking and coughing violently the next second.
Wen Han patted her daughter’s back worriedly, and Mother Wen quickly got up, both rushing around Little Yuan.
This peaceful yet warm family atmosphere made Su Zeheng feel very comfortable.
He put down his chopsticks and gently picked up Little Yuan, “Cough it out forcefully!”
“Cough!” With Su Zeheng’s support, Little Yuan finally coughed out a few grains of rice, tears welling up, “Mom~”
“Eat slowly and chew thoroughly!” Wen Han sighed in relief, “Uncle, thank goodness you’re here.”
“…”
Su Zeheng shyly avoided her gaze, feeling his heart in turmoil.
Strange! Why is my heart beating faster…?
“Little Su? Little Su??”
“…Huh?” The hesitation shattered, Su Zeheng woke up and nodded, “Auntie?!”
“Are you okay?” Mother Wen examined him, “You haven’t eaten much, eat more!”
“Alright!” Su Zeheng smiled and sat down again, noticing the meat Wen Han had served him.
He couldn’t help but look up again, only to see Wen Han had finished eating, her tongue unconsciously extending to lick the oil around her lips.
For some reason, that action suddenly slowed down, and his vision could only focus on her tender lips.
Su Zeheng’s Adam’s apple moved frantically.
“Mom!” At that moment, Little Yuan suddenly stretched out her hand, “Uncle Su is secretly watching you!”
