112. A Big House, But Only One Person“I am your mother’s colleague.”
Wen Han hadn’t spoken yet. Lin Wu Ju changed his indifference, turning to smile.
However, that smile looked more like a cry, causing Little Yuan to instinctively hug her mother.
“You’d better stop smiling.” Wen Han glanced at him disdainfully. “Is there something you need? If not, my daughter and I have our own matters to attend to.”
“I’m here to inquire about the target.”
“Lin Gui.” Wen Han didn’t hide it, as this wasn’t something that could be concealed, nor was there any need to. “There is only one target this time.”
“Oh?” Lin Wu Ju pondered, “… I understand.”
After saying that, he looked at Little Yuan: “Uncle’s name is Lin Wu Ju. We’ll see each other next time, okay?”
“Mm…” Little Yuan, frightened, tightly clung to her mother. “Goodbye, Uncle Lin.”
“What a polite child.” Lin Wu Ju grinned and turned to run in the opposite direction.
“This guy…”
Wen Han watched him leave, feeling that he was still staring at her.
After a moment, she shook her head and returned to her senses, noticing Little Yuan’s confusion.
“Mom, what were you just talking about?”
“About adult matters.” Wen Han gently stroked her daughter’s hair, remembering how she nearly lost her just now and held her tightly. “Don’t run off randomly in the future, okay?”
“Got it!” Little Yuan nodded. “Mom, does Dad know Uncle Lin and Uncle Su?”
“…Why do you ask that?” Wen Han blinked in surprise.
“Because Daddy should know Mom’s friends.” At this point, the little one lowered her head. “Mom, when can I meet Dad?”
“…” Her eyes slightly moved, Wen Han sighed, “Mom will find you a father soon, okay?”
“Okay!” Little Yuan immediately beamed. “Mom, you must find a rich dad!”
“…Huh? Who taught you that?”
“Ou Mingcheng!” Little Yuan’s eyes widened. “He said a rich dad can buy me loads of toys and snacks, and I can go to the amusement park! So I want a rich dad.”
“…Mom can also take you.”
“But I want a dad.”
“???” Wen Han frowned. “You don’t want Mom anymore?”
“I do! But I want a dad too!” Little Yuan puffed her cheeks. “Mom, hurry up and find a dad. I also want a little sister.”
“Uh…”
Finding a dad isn’t difficult; just grab a spare tire to manage for a few years, and once I turn back into a man, it’ll be fine.
But a little sister?
You really can think of that!
Wen Han helplessly shook her head and responded perfunctorily, “Alright, alright! Mom will give you a little sister, then a little brother, and then a whole football team of little siblings, is that okay?”
“No way!” Little Yuan suddenly looked serious. “The teacher said having babies is really painful! I don’t want Mom to be that tired! One little sister is enough!”
Looking at her innocent daughter, Wen Han couldn’t help but rub her head: “Such a good girl! Mom hasn’t loved you for nothing!”
…
Dingling… dingling…
“Mom, your phone is ringing!”
Wen Han, who had just returned from outside and was changing her clothes, heard Little Yuan’s voice.
In the next moment, the little one came running over in her shiny, click-clacking shoes.
“… Lin Gui?” Wen Han looked up. “You can go play now.”
Watching her daughter leave, she skillfully closed the door and sat on the bed.
“Hello?”
Wen Han held the phone in one hand, and with the other pulled up her stockings, but they got stuck at her ankle.
“Miss Wen, I’m sorry to disturb you so late.” Lin Gui said politely. “I’d like to start creating in a few days; I’m not sure if you’re free?”
“Not free tomorrow.” Wen Han hesitated. “How about the day after tomorrow?”
“The day after tomorrow? That’s great!” Lin Gui’s laughter came through. “Thank you, Miss Wen! Don’t worry, I will pay you according to the industry’s model fees!”
“…Mm.” Wen Han smiled faintly.
“Then we’ll contact each other tomorrow night. Good night!”
“Good night.”
After hanging up the phone, Wen Han pushed the stockings stuck at her ankle aside and picked them up to smell.
“No odor.”
She casually crumpled them into a ball, then lifted her eyes, seemingly deep in thought.
…
Morning light broke, but unfortunate Star River City, being such a big city, had no roosters crowing.
At six in the morning, Wen Han heard the doorbell and could only complain, getting out of bed while still half asleep.
“Who is it…” She lazily scratched her hair as she walked to the living room.
Halfway there, she suddenly became alert: “Mom?!”
She immediately perked up and glanced at her home.
Last night’s stockings and shoes had been thrown in the corner, and Little Yuan’s several pairs of shoes were messily discarded at the entrance.
Wen Han hurriedly tidied everything up before cheerfully opening the door: “Mom~”
“…” Her mother responded with a cold gaze, “Why are you so slow?”
“It’s too early for you!” Wen Han murmured, “It’s only six! Little Yuan and I were still sleeping!”
As a senior who needed little sleep, Wen Han’s mother seemed unaffected by this: “Where’s my treasure?”
“Little Yuan is still sleeping.” Wen Han shook her head. “This girl played crazily on her day off last night, so she went to bed late.”
Her mother quietly peeked into the bedroom and cautiously closed the door: “Let her sleep for now.”
As soon as she said this, she raised her head to look around: “In such a big house, the rent must be high, right?”
Her mother nodded in satisfaction while still showing a hint of concern and suspicion on her face.
“Not much, the place was found by a friend of mine.” Wen Han casually brushed it off. “Mom, what do you have in your hands?”
“I bought a few things at the market this morning.” Wen Han’s mother quickly returned to focus. “You can eat whatever you want; my granddaughter is growing up, unlike you who can eat junk like hamburgers all day!”
“I stopped eating those a long time ago…” Wen Han mumbled softly.
“What did you say?!”
“Nothing! I said, Mom, you’re so beautiful!” Wrapping herself around her mother, Wen Han took the things from her hands. “Let’s sit on the sofa first; we’ll deal with it later.”
The mother-daughter pair returned to the living room, and Mother Wen kept surveying the house.
“This house looks okay, just missing someone.”
“……” Wen Han instantly understood, shaking her head in silence. “Mom, I really don’t like men who rely on others.”
“Joining the family!” Mother Wen said with a firm voice. “Regardless of joining or not, you need to find one, right?”
Coming soon.
Wen Han pursed her lips, deliberately remaining quiet to maintain the mystery.
Mother Wen thought she was sulking, so she started her repetitive nagging again.
Not only for herself but also for Little Yuan, she repeated the same lines endlessly, leaving Wen Han with a headache.
After a while, drying her throat, Mother Wen finally stopped: “It’s past seven; I’ll go make some breakfast.”
“Mom, I’ll help you.”
Wen Han quickly got up and walked with her mother to the kitchen.
The two chatted about this and that.
Just as Mother Wen raised the kitchen knife to cut the vegetables in half—
Ding-dong!
The doorbell suddenly rang.
