48. Wen Han Is Not of Age (Additional Chapter for Dragon Boat Festival)
Old Su?
Wen Han frowned, her peripheral vision sweeping over.
A figure suddenly walked out from beside her.
“Old Bai, what are you doing?” Su Zeheng looked at his companion across from him. “I already said…”
“Heh!” Before he could finish, Wen Han suddenly sneered.
The two turned their heads and saw her shake her head. “Su Zeheng, so this is your Light Magic Society?”
“Wen Han, about this matter…”
“Hmph! I think you’re not much better than the Recycling Station.” With a cold mockery, Wen Han suddenly turned back into smoke with a bang.
Su Zeheng immediately looked around. When he saw the blonde twintails again, she had vanished into the traffic across the street.
“Damn it.” He clenched his fist and looked at Old Bai. “Didn’t I say that I would take care of Wen Han? Why did you hurt her?”
“I didn’t mean to.” Old Bai looked innocent. “This woman suddenly attacked me, of course… Old Su, why do you care so much about her?”
“I…” Su Zeheng fell silent.
Old Bai then glanced in the direction Wen Han had disappeared, before silently walking up and patting his shoulder.
“Old Su, don’t tell me you’ve developed feelings for that Wen Han?”
Su Zeheng shook his head immediately. “What nonsense are you talking about?! How could I possibly like a black witch?”
Old Bai smirked, looking him up and down. “Oh! You find her beneath you? That’s discrimination!”
“It’s not about finding her beneath me; I never had such intentions.” Su Zeheng looked helpless. “I just think… her heart isn’t truly evil, and she hasn’t crossed any lines yet, so there’s still hope! I hope she can turn back from her wrong path.”
Old Bai hesitated for a moment, then sighed. “It seems she doesn’t appreciate it. You know, the longer one studies black magic and stays in the Recycling Station, the more ‘bad’ they become, and their good qualities fade away, slowly being consumed by darkness. In the end…”
The two exchanged glances. Old Bai then patted Su Zeheng’s shoulder again. “Alright, we won’t get involved in this anymore.”
“…Thank you.”
“For what!” Old Bai laughed helplessly. “Old Su, you need to pull yourself together! There’s still a pretty young girl waiting for you to save her!”
“Wen Han…”
As he spoke, Su Zeheng slowly lifted his head, deep in thought.
“I won’t let her make mistakes again, nor will I let her complete even one soul recovery! She… will be fine.”
…
“Cough cough…”
She hadn’t expected the members of the Light Magic Society to be so powerful.
If Su Zeheng hadn’t appeared suddenly, she might have been injured.
Wen Han pouted unhappily, her phone suddenly ringing.
“Hello?… Are you an agent?… Yes… I ran into some trouble on my way, but I’ll be right there.”
Hanging up, she looked up at the scorching sun.
“It’s time to go see the house.”
…
“You must be Miss Wen?”
Looking at the young girl dressed like a student, the male agent pushed his glasses up and examined her, quickly flipping through the documents in his hand.
“I remember you said you wanted a good central location, right? This…”
“What? Afraid I can’t afford it?” Wen Han played with her twintails and smiled slightly. “Show me first.”
“Okay, okay! This way please.”
Unable to resist, he took another look at the cute but somewhat cold girl in front of him.
His Adam’s apple moved slightly as he licked his lips, leading Wen Han away from the conversation.
…
In the evening, the sunset descended.
The twilight woke the moon, and both the sun and moon appeared in the sky of Star River City.
After looking at the house for a long time, Wen Han finally nodded in satisfaction. “Not bad, this one is acceptable.”
She kept looking around, then suddenly walked to the neighboring room. “This room is perfect for Little Yuan’s toy room!”
“Eh…” The agent blinked in confusion. “Miss Wen, you said you’d be living with someone else, right?”
“Yes, me and my child.”
“Child?” The agent’s eyes widened.
Isn’t Miss Wen still underage? Having a child?!
He immediately raised his fallen eyes. “May I ask how old your child is? Do we need to contact a decorator?”
“Four years old, almost five.” Wen Han looked at the house without turning her head.
Five years old?!!!
The agent’s eyes nearly popped out.
Damn! A teenage girl with a five-year-old child?
That means she was around ten when… who would do such a thing?!
This is too extreme!
Wait… if she has this kind of money, could she be supported by someone?
Thinking of the beautiful little girl serving a large, greasy middle-aged man with glasses, the agent immediately felt sorry for her.
But he was used to such things. “Then, Miss Wen, do you want us to renovate the house?”
“I’ll decide later.” Wen Han lowered her head. “How much is the rent for this house?”
…
Although she now had money, Wen Han wasn’t foolish.
After haggling for a long time, she hadn’t reached an agreement by nightfall and estimated she’d need to negotiate for a few more days and meet the landlord.
However, Wen Han was very satisfied with the house. Living here with her daughter was already quite luxurious.
Unfortunately, her mother still didn’t want to leave the old, dilapidated home.
Sometimes, older generations were like this, and she didn’t force them.
At the kindergarten entrance.
“Wow!” Seeing Wen Han, Teacher Lin and Little Yuan were both surprised.
“Mom, you look so beautiful today!” Little Yuan hugged her mother tightly.
Wen Han smiled gently like a virtuous wife. “Is Mom only beautiful today?”
“Mom is always beautiful!”
“That’s right!”
Wen Han smiled, then looked at Teacher Lin, noticing her envy.
“Teacher Lin, Little Yuan and I will leave now.”
Ding!
After leaving the kindergarten, Wen Han heard her phone ring as soon as she got into the taxi.
She opened the chat app, seeing numerous unread messages representing countless lonely souls and restless hearts yearning for connection.
But the first message she noticed was from Lin Wu Ju: [There should be a mission in a few days]
“Oh? Twenty thousand came?”
Having enjoyed the pleasure of wealth, Wen Han couldn’t wait to earn more.
She rubbed her hands and closed the chat window, suddenly realizing her boss from the bar also sent her a message.
[Why haven’t you come to work these past two days? Are you feeling unwell?]
The concern from the other side calmed Wen Han.
Her boss, Zhou Bin, was a middle-aged man approaching forty.
Wen Han knew all along that he liked her or perhaps lusted after her body.
So, during her time working at the bar, he never pressured her to accompany him drinking, and occasional tardiness was overlooked.
Seeing this message, Wen Han remembered she had forgotten about her job, having missed two days.
“Should I quit?” She hesitated.
