98. The Life-threatening Little Witch
At ten o’clock at night.
When Su Zeheng came to this familiar place again, he never expected that this time he would be playing the role of a repairman.
He quickly walked to Wen Han’s front door and was about to knock on the door when he suddenly stopped.
“Oh right, Little Yuan might already be asleep?”
After saying that, he turned to pick up his phone, intending to call Wen Han.
But in the next second, the main door opened, and the drunken Wen Han revealed a youthful smile.
“Uncle, you’ve come?” Her lazy voice seemed to seep into his bones, making Su Zeheng involuntarily shudder.
“Where’s the rice cooker?” Su Zeheng whispered, “Little Yuan has already gone to sleep, right?”
“She has.” Wen Han led him inside, and they walked into the kitchen, “Look!”
Following her gaze, Su Zeheng finally noticed something…
“That’s the rice cooker I bought?!!!”
On the ground, parts were scattered haphazardly, completely unrecognizable as a rice cooker and more like a pile of scrap.
Su Zeheng squatted down, awkwardly scratching his head, “This… I’m not a professional, I don’t know if I can fix it.”
He looked up but couldn’t see Wen Han.
“Huh? Where did she go?”
Just as Su Zeheng was puzzled, a pair of pink lips suddenly appeared by his ear.
“Uncle.” A warm current rushed into his ear, “You can do it~”
“… Phew!”
Su Zeheng sharply inhaled, his Adam’s apple twitching wildly, scaring him into stepping back.
Wen Han giggled, but suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground, “Ouch! That hurts!”
“You!” Su Zeheng helplessly walked over, “Why did you become like this after drinking?”
“I’m not drunk!”
“Alright, alright, you’re not drunk!”
He laughed as he helped Wen Han up, feeling somewhat that this witch was quite cute.
Yes, compared to her cunning when sober, she was really adorable now!
He smiled bitterly as he helped Wen Han sit on the sofa. Just as he turned around, he felt something hit the back of his head.
“Huh?” He grabbed what hit the back of his head and picked it up.
Under dim lighting, a black pair of underwear was clutched in his hand.
Wait! This…
“!”
His body instantly tensed, standing still in shock.
“Uncle, could you come help me for a moment?” Wen Han’s voice came from behind again.
“H-Help with what?” Su Zeheng didn’t dare turn his head, standing straight like a pine tree, “Y-You… put… this on first.”
“On?” Wen Han kept laughing, “What? Uncle, do you think I’m trying to seduce you? It’s just what I changed out of a few days ago, pure~”
Su Zeheng hastily threw away the underwear, slapping his arm as if it was burning hot, “Y-You… are wearing it now?”
“Of course! You’re so naughty, always thinking about taking it off.”
“I didn’t!” After a moment’s hesitation, Su Zeheng cautiously turned his head.
Seeing Wen Han safe and sound, he sighed in relief, “What do you need my help with?”
“I’m uncomfortable.” Wen Han pouted, shaking her shoulders, “Uncle, I’m thirsty.”
“Cough… Then I’ll get you some water.”
Not much else to say, but this witch was truly life-threatening.
Even though he wanted to be a gentleman, Su Zeheng knew he was still a man!
With this little witch, he found himself having an involuntary reaction.
Fortunately, she was too drunk to notice!
Su Zeheng hurriedly turned to pour water, waiting for himself to calm down while doing so.
A moment later, he placed the cup beside Wen Han, then sat alone amidst the scattered parts, troubled.
“Sigh! How do I handle this?”
He casually picked up a part and scratched his head.
He thought it was a minor issue, but it turned out to be a complete reassembly, which was beyond him.
“Forget it, let’s try anyway.”
Taking a chance, Su Zeheng started assembling the parts.
An hour later, he finally gave up.
“Wen Han.” Standing up and walking back to the living room, Su Zeheng looked up, “I’m afraid… huh? She’s asleep?”
On the sofa in the living room.
Wearing fishnet stockings, Wen Han sank into the soft sofa.
One leg rested on the armrest, the other crossed above it, and her hands lay peacefully beside her head.
Su Zeheng couldn’t help but freeze for a moment, then suddenly snapped out of it.
“What am I thinking?”
His face flushed, realizing he didn’t know what to do.
“She’s asleep, I can’t wake her up, right?”
So what should I do now?
He silently walked to Wen Han’s side, looking at her peaceful expression, feeling his heart race.
When this little witch wasn’t playing tricks, she seemed genuinely cute.
Swallowing hard, he coughed in the dim living room.
“Better leave quickly, to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings. But…”
Just as he was about to leave, Su Zeheng hesitated again.
“Wen Han seems to be waiting for breakfast, but the rice cooker isn’t fixed yet…”
The gift was his own, and he had specifically come to fix it, but there was no progress.
Thinking about Wen Han seeing the broken parts tomorrow and Little Yuan’s worried look made his headache worse.
“Oh!”
After a moment’s thought, he pulled open a drawer, finding paper and a pen.
Scratching away, Su Zeheng quietly closed the door and left Wen Han’s house.
…
Click…
The door had barely closed when Wen Han’s eyes instantly opened.
There was no drowsiness, only clear alertness.
“Gone?” She immediately raised her gaze, noticing a note pressed under a cup.
[ Wen Han, I couldn’t fix the rice cooker, so I took it with me. I’ll find a professional to look at it tomorrow. Don’t worry about breakfast; I ordered takeout, which will be delivered at seven in the morning.]
Signed by Su Zeheng.
“Oh? Uncle is quite considerate, isn’t he?”
Looking at the note in her hand, Wen Han couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
But her goal wasn’t that.
She immediately stood up nimbly from the sofa, walking to a corner of the living room to retrieve a small camera.
“Hehe…” The witch’s face showed an evil grin, “Uncle, thanks a lot~”
…
The next day.
With wavy red hair and a white chiffon dress, Wen Han sat in Zhou Bin’s car, placing her phone on the seat.
“Brother Zhou, thank you for coming to drop me off!”
“It’s nothing!” Zhou Bin smiled like a domineering CEO, then sighed, “Too bad the car will be sold in a few days.”
“Out with the old, in with the new!” Wen Han giggled, “By the way, my parents have agreed to our marriage!”
“…What did you say?!” His eyes lit up, revealing a surprised smile, “Really?”
“Really! We’ll get our marriage certificate tomorrow.”
