"What about the regular rooms?"
"There are no regular rooms."
When he learned of this situation, he was initially very shocked. He subconsciously shook his head, disbelieving that the hotel would do such a thing. Not until he had his data department work overtime that night to connect to the data behind October Hotel did he feel a chill run down his spine upon seeing the data.
This matter was too terrifying.
After all, concealing tax evasion was already illegal.
And yet, they were engaged in other illegal activities.
Therefore, he didn't dare to close his eyes all night, staring intently at the computer files, and would call Master Wen as soon as it was dawn.
"Master Wen."
Seeing that the other party remained silent, Xin Xuan Lai called out cautiously again.
"The files?"
"Master Wen, please rest assured, I've been watching them all night."
To be on the safe side, he had also found trustworthy technicians to monitor with him.
Wen Zhiyan frowned.
To be honest, if Fang Miaomiao hadn't brought this up last night, he wouldn't have suspected anything was wrong with October Hotel at all.
After all, he trusted his third brother quite a bit. Although his third brother appeared unreliable, he was absolutely dependable at critical moments.
"Thank you for your hard work. Bring the files to the apartment," Wen Zhiyan paused, then said, "During this period, pay attention to October Hotel and the data. If there's any more monitoring data, save and intercept it all."
"Alright, Master Wen, I'll arrange it immediately."
After staying in bed for a while, Wen Zhiyan still sent the text message.
"You're awake."
A crisp voice from the bedroom door interrupted Wen Zhiyan's thoughts.
He turned and saw Fang Miaomiao holding a tray, looking at him with joy in her eyes.
"Yes, thank you for what happened last night."
Fang Miaomiao thought she was referring to taking care of him, so she placed the tray on the bedside table and waved her hand dismissively, saying, "It's nothing. It's only right to take care of you."
After all, he had helped her before, and more importantly, he was a golden thigh. If she took good care of him, she might not have to strive for the rest of her life.
The thought of that made her feel wonderful.
Wen Zhiyan knew she had misunderstood him but didn't explain.
"Oh, right, you have a cold, so I made you a bowl of porridge. It might not taste great, but it's at least drinkable."
Wen Zhiyan took the porridge from Fang Miaomiao, took a sip, and smiled slightly at her, "It's not bad."
Hearing his praise, Fang Miaomiao was very pleased, "Really?"
In her previous life, she had specially apprenticed and studied for over a month to play the role of a chef. Seeing him eat the porridge she cooked bite by bite, it really felt quite good.
"Oh, right, you still have to take your medicine later."
Looking at her busy taking care of him, Wen Zhiyan felt a blockage in his heart, but it was a happy blockage.
After Wen Zhiyan finished his medicine, Xin Xuan Lai also arrived with the files.
"Assistant Xin."
"Madam, I'm looking for Master Wen."
Fang Miaomiao pointed to the bedroom, "He's in the study."
The CEO was indeed busy, having to work even when sick.
Work?
Good heavens, she remembered that tomorrow was Monday, and she had to go to record the show.
As expected, what she thought of came true.
Her phone vibrated.
She opened it.
Oh ho, it was a message from the crew of "Let's Go Traveling Together."
They were to gather at Shixi Airport at 10 AM tomorrow.
@Chen Tianming: Director, where are we heading tomorrow?
Chen Tianming quickly sent a secretive emoji and vaguely indicated that a new member would be joining tomorrow.
Seeing the words "new member," Fang Miaomiao's right eyelid twitched uncontrollably a few times.
She hoped nothing would go wrong later. She was determined to terminate her contract with the company after this variety show.
If she didn't terminate it, she was afraid she would be completely drained.
After informing Wen Zhiyan, she got into the car and went to Yuyuan.
Living room.
Wen Yan'an glanced at her, then lowered his head to flip through the book in his hands.
This made Fang Miaomiao feel a little guilty.
"Hi there?"
"Little friend Wen Yan'an."
"Little brother? How about you say something to me?"
"An An?"
Fine, he wouldn't respond.
Fang Miaomiao felt a headache coming on.
Just as she thought Wen Yan'an wouldn't speak, he looked at her and said, "I'll be there with you on time for tomorrow's variety show."
Fang Miaomiao: "........."
Even though the child's face and eyes showed no emotion, why did she always feel that he was very unhappy?
She opened her mouth, wanting to explain.
But she found herself unable to explain.
Oh, she couldn't possibly say she had been in danger.
After finally punishing the bad guys and escaping from the jaws of death, the assistant had then taken it upon himself to send them both to the apartment.
Explaining it this way would sound like avoiding responsibility and shifting the blame to others. Moreover, she didn't know why she needed to explain.
Wen Yan'an looked at her for a while, then slid off the sofa and went upstairs.
Watching his small, yet desolate figure, Fang Miaomiao felt as if her heart was being pricked by needles.
"Madam, the young master waited for you in the living room until past midnight last night," a nearby servant couldn't help but explain.
Finally, the old master took pity on him and asked a servant to carry the sleepy young master back to his room.
Fang Miaomiao opened her mouth, her eyes filled with confusion: If he was sleepy, why didn't he just go back to his room and sleep obediently?
Seeing the madam's bewildered look, the servant was speechless.
During the time the madam had been living in Yuyuan, they could all see that the young master had become noticeably more cheerful. They had thought there was already some affection between them.
But looking at the madam now, this might still be a bit difficult.
The madam's feelings for the young master were only at the level of treating him as someone else's child, playing with him occasionally, and sometimes showing a little more patience to comfort him.
As for maternal love, the madam did not possess it.
Thinking of this, the servants exchanged glances and shook their heads.
Fang Miaomiao didn't know why her heart felt so heavy. To resolve this situation, she ran back to her room to pack.
She packed two sets of changing clothes, some essential sunscreen, and insect repellent into her suitcase.
She packed quickly.
That feeling still hadn't subsided.
Fang Miaomiao was very confused and fell into thought.
She knew Wen Yan'an was angry, possibly because of her, but why? Just because she didn't come back last night? But he was so smart, he should have known that if she hadn't returned so late, she definitely wouldn't be coming back.
Then, what was he angry about?
With zero experience in taking care of children, Fang Miaomiao could only helplessly seek help from Baidu.
#How to coax an angry child#
There were many comments.
[Children are usually spoiled when they're angry. A good spanking will fix it.]
"What kind of trash advice is this? Hitting people. Next."
[When a child sulks, it's very likely because their parents haven't spent enough time with them. It's recommended to spend more time playing with your own child.]
"Is it because of the amusement park? But wasn't it agreed that we'd go later when we have time?"
Fang Miaomiao scrolled for a long time but couldn't find any satisfactory answers.