"So terrifying, these people are too terrifying."
Fang Miaomiao gulped down a few mouthfuls of water before reacting, "That's not right, didn't I say I was going to live stream tonight and asked you not to come in if possible?"
"Miaomiao, this has nothing to do with me, it's An'an, he said he couldn't see you and missed you. I had no choice, and thinking you might get thirsty, I came in," Wen Zhiyan said apologetically. "I'm sorry, Miaomiao, we definitely won't appear when you're working from now on."
Wen Yan'an: "…………"
Such a big pot, and it was placed on him without his consent.
Hearing this, Fang Miaomiao thought he was scared and focused her gaze entirely on Wen Yan'an, "An'an, are you scared?"
"Mommy." Wen Yan'an's eyes instantly reddened, and he looked at Fang Miaomiao pitifully.
"Good boy, don't be afraid, Mommy is here, the bad guys are gone, our An'an isn't scared."
Wen Zhiyan: "……..."
How did he not know that Wen Yan'an had the ability to take advantage of him before?
"Then, can An'an sleep alone tonight? Or with Mommy and Daddy?"
Wen Yan'an looked up at Wen Zhiyan, then cautiously asked, "Can I sleep in the same bed as Mommy and Daddy?"
Afraid that Mommy wouldn't agree, Wen Yan'an continued, "We can put Daddy in between us. I just need to be in the same space as Mommy."
Fang Miaomiao tenderly stroked Wen Yan'an's cheek, "Okay, whatever our An'an says."
"Then, um..."
Before Wen Zhiyan could finish speaking, he saw his Miaomiao pick up Wen Yan'an and walk out of the study. Wen Yan'an was leaning on Miaomiao's shoulder, shamelessly sticking out his tongue at him.
Wen Zhiyan: This child, he suddenly didn't want him anymore. Whoever wanted him, they could take him for free.
An hour later.
Wen Zhiyan, who was the last to shower, came out of the bathroom and saw the two of them lying on the bed, with Miaomiao telling An'an a story.
Wen Zhiyan's mouth twitched: When Miaomiao was not at home, An'an never let him tell him stories. So, he only listened to stories from the person he liked, right?
Fang Miaomiao shook her head at Wen Zhiyan. After coaxing him to sleep, she asked in a low voice, "Did you dry your hair?"
"Yeah, I dried my hair in the bathroom before coming out. When did An'an fall asleep?"
"I forgot." Fang Miaomiao carefully moved aside. "When you get up, be quiet. When you sleep tonight, be careful, I'm afraid he'll wake up."
Wen Zhiyan nodded, "Don't worry, I know. What else do you have to do next?"
"There's an awards ceremony. Sister Nian said it's very likely me, so I need to attend." Fang Miaomiao explained some of the subsequent events.
"Then you won't have anything else to do?"
"No." Fang Miaomiao looked at Wen Zhiyan with some doubt. "That's not right, your expression makes it seem like you're disappointed that I have no work?"
"No." Wen Zhiyan shook his head, and as he spoke, he climbed onto the bed and pulled Fang Miaomiao into his arms. "Miaomiao, you know I don't mean that."
Looking up at Wen Zhiyan's face, Fang Miaomiao pondered for a moment, then directly reached out, "You, are you hiding something from me?"
A glint flashed in Wen Zhiyan's eyes. "How could that be? My entire fortune is in your hands, and An'an is also on your side. If I were to hide anything from you, with one move from you, I'd have to go beg on the streets."
"How could it be that exaggerated."
"I'm just telling the truth." Wen Zhiyan held Fang Miaomiao tightly. "Tomorrow, Ran Qiu and his group will be sentenced. Miaomiao, do you want to go see?"
"So soon?"
"Yes, during this period, Wen Wenlan has put in a lot of effort."
With the police and Wen Wenlan working together, investigating cases was said to be smooth sailing. According to Xu Lin, many people on that side wanted to cooperate with Wen Wenlan to have him investigate cases.
Fang Miaomiao heard this and couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Is Wen Wenlan about to switch careers?"
People investigate cases with evidence and talented individuals. Wen Wenlan, on the other hand, relied on being the male protagonist of this world in the early stages.
"Mother and the others, are they going?"
Wen Zhiyan shook his head. "After she knew Father and Ran Qiu were going in, she fell ill and has been either in the hospital or at home lying down during this period."
"Not at Yu Garden?"
Wen Zhiyan continued to shake his head. "After she learned about these things, she sold Yu Garden and her shares in Wen's, and donated them to platforms that help people find lost or trafficked children to return home."
Fang Miaomiao was momentarily speechless upon hearing this.
If you say it's a show, but she really gave so much money, even selling her shares and the home she had lived in for most of her life.
Fang Miaomiao didn't know how to evaluate Ran Lian's actions for a moment.
"Second Brother said that Mother doesn't need us to support her, she just hopes we visit her on holidays." Wen Zhiyan's expression was complicated. The family affection he had pursued in the first half of his life had vanished completely the moment his mother apologized to him that day.
Looking at the striking white hair on his mother's head, the words "I forgive you" could not be spoken.
He thought that what he pursued in the first half of his life was not a longing for family affection, but a stubbornness, an uncompromising stubbornness towards all things.
Fang Miaomiao hugged Wen Zhiyan back. "Don't be tied down by them. Saying you just need to visit on holidays, what, if you don't go, will they eat you?"
Wen Zhiyan looked at Fang Miaomiao's protective demeanor and smiled, "Don't worry, I haven't paid attention, nor have I agreed."
"That's more like it." Fang Miaomiao took a deep breath, looked into Wen Zhiyan's handsome eyes, and said sincerely, word by word, "You're amazing, we need you very much. When the holiday comes, we'll go play together."
Wen Zhiyan looked at the sight of her pink lips parting and closing, and couldn't resist lowering his head.
Fang Miaomiao's eyes widened: She was racking her brain to help him get over his past, and he...
"Close your eyes, Miaomiao."
The deep, magnetic voice made Fang Miaomiao instinctively obey.
After an unknown amount of time.
Fang Miaomiao huddled into the quilt. "Sleep, sleep."
"Okay, sleep." Wen Zhiyan gazed intently at the top of Fang Miaomiao's head, let out a soft chuckle, picked up the remote control on the bedside table, and turned off the light.
A good night's sleep.
When Fang Miaomiao woke up, it was already eight in the morning.
And on the bed, she was still alone.
Fang Miaomiao sat on the bed for a while, her thoughts clearing up before she got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.
"Where's An'an?"
"He went to school." Wen Zhiyan got up and went to the kitchen to bring Fang Miaomiao breakfast. "This morning, we have preserved egg congee and xiaolongbao."