Chapter 274: Chapter 147 Over-treated Chapter 274: Chapter 147 Over-treated Wen Yangzhi found that asking Zhu Qing’an wasn’t reliable, so he asked other friends who had children instead.

He prepared with a heart full of nervousness and panic.

Yun Yuwan sent a message to remind him to meet her at this address at one in the afternoon.

What followed was a string of addresses.

When one o’clock in the afternoon came, Yun Yuwan’s doorbell rang on time, and Wen Yangzhi was seen standing at the door with a pile of things, holding two big bags in his hands.

His assistant and bodyguard’s hands were also full.

Seeing him come with big and small packages, Yun Yuwan didn’t say much, “Come in, put on disposable slippers.”

He entered alone, bending down to take disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet and stepping into her private space.

This place clearly wasn’t just lived in for a day or two; he actually knew she had returned to the country, as she had sent Zhao Qin a bracelet, celebrated Old Lady Zhu’s birthday, and given Zhu Qing’an’s baby a longevity lock.

But he didn’t know that she had other properties in Shanghai that he was unaware of.

Perhaps she returned to the country more often than he imagined, just not to see him.

He cautiously put down the stuff, and Yun Yuwan took a quick glance—most of it was toys.

He seemed a bit solemn, once again missing the period when she and the child needed protection most. Now, he could only tentatively make conversation, “Does the child make a fuss?”

She sat down on the sofa, leisurely peeling pistachios, “Quite well-behaved, doesn’t fuss much, though sometimes does cry.”

He didn’t sit down, his tall figure standing in front of the coffee table looking at her. Since everything in the house was customized to Yun Yuwan’s height, everything felt a bit cramped for him, yet he seemed composed as he asked,

“Why didn’t you mention the child before?”

She peeled one and instead of eating it, placed it on the plate, which was already half-filled with pistachios, “No need, and maybe you wouldn’t want to hear.”

Wen Yangzhi looked around; the toys scattered on the floor and the table, the small clothes on the sofa, all were women’s or children’s items.

It was clearly the dwelling of a single mother living alone with her child, and he felt a painful sense of debt and dared not imagine how she had coped these last two years.

The woman he loved the most, with their child.

“It’s inconvenient for you to be alone with a child abroad; why not settle down in the country? I’ll take care of you and the child.”

She crossed her legs, the hem of her long dress draping down along her legs:

“You taking care of me and the child, in what capacity?”

Just this morning, she had made it clear to him that she would not marry him.

But Wen Yangzhi still offered, “If you’re willing, let’s get the marriage certificate right away.”

He had already missed the pregnancy and breastfeeding period when she needed care the most and couldn’t let her be alone with the child anymore, having to juggle work and childcare.

She leaned her right elbow on the sofa armrest, with the back of her fingers against her cheek, “You don’t need to be responsible, the child has nothing to do with you.”

He grasped her hand resting on her knee, “I don’t want you to bear this alone, the child also needs a father.”

Yun Yuwan asked him with a slowly teasing tone, “How can I be sure that someone who once couldn’t even get married, can now suddenly do so?”

He seldom shared his feelings, but in that moment, he still spoke seriously, “I’ve been actively receiving treatment these past two years.”

She mockingly chuckled for no clear reason, “Why don’t you meet the child first, then talk to me about this?”

“Okay,” his mood slightly tensed.

Meeting his own child created a mix of emotions within him, like beating a large drum, powerful and steady, yet the impact point was only an urgent tap.

A new life he had never considered before now held his footsteps with such force.

She stood up and went to open the door of the room.

Wen Yangzhi was about to enter, but she casually blocked him, “Wait, let it come out on its own.”

Come out on its own.

The child could already walk?

But after the door was open for a while, there was no movement, only the sound of the toy duck being pressed.

Wen Yangzhi, eager, felt like a rocket ready to launch; his hand lightly slid down the door frame, covering her hand which was also on the door frame, “Or maybe I go in to look…”

However, the woman standing next to him remained calm,

“No need, the child moves slowly, it’s coming out now.”

The toy duck’s sound grew closer, and Wen Yangzhi, attracted by the noise, looked down and saw a water otter dressed in a small outfit crawling on the floor. The noise like the toy duck’s came from it.

Twisting its big tail, its beady black eyes looked dazed, with an “ω” shaped mouth open, revealing a touch of strawberry pink tongue; round little ears, fur groomed clean and pretty.

Wen Yangzhi was still bracing the door frame, looking inside to see the child, but unexpectedly, Yun Yuwan squatted down and leisurely picked up the little water otter, “Baby, you did great.”

He asked her uncertainly, “The child moves slowly, I can go in to look too.”

She was wearing a home cotton dress, holding the little water otter, smiling with a gaze soft as mist, her eyes’ outer corners long and natural,

“The child is already out, where are you going to look?”

Wen Yangzhi looked around, still unsure, not a sign of a child to be seen; the only thing present was the water otter that had come out first——

He was like a statue, “The child you’re talking about… Is the water otter?”

She teased the little otter, “Yeah, what else did you think it was?”

Wen Yangzhi felt his own voice seemed somewhat unreal, but he still calmly asked, “Is the one that’s one year and two months old this one?”

She didn’t think much of it, bending her index finger and scratching the little otter’s head: “Yup.”

Wen Yangzhi felt as if he’d been struck by lightning, standing frozen in place for a long time.

Yun Yuwan was watching the little otter, but eventually, she raised her gaze to Wen Yangzhi and deliberately said,

“You couldn’t possibly think that I ran off abroad with a baby bump, had the child by myself secretly, raised him until one year old without giving you any trouble, and then you’d just come back, acknowledge your kin, and have no problems, right?”

Wen Yangzhi was rendered speechless for a moment.

Though Yun Yuwan was without makeup, even barefaced she possessed a sultry allure like mist and clouds: “I wouldn’t do something like that.”

Wen Yangzhi hadn’t expected her to be toying with him deliberately, looking at the many bags and packages: “Then what about all these things?”

“Keep them. It also wants to play with toys and eat snacks,” she said nonchalantly.

Although he felt somewhat disappointed, seeing her interact so earnestly with the otter, maybe she really liked this otter, so she called it her son.

His bringing these items had served some purpose after all.

He looked for another topic: “What’s the otter’s name?”

She didn’t even look at him: “It’s called Brother.”

He tensed up slightly: “What’s it called?”

She finally put the otter down on the sofa, turned to him, and said deliberately again, “Gege, as in dove. What else did you think?”

He knew he had misunderstood again and silently nodded.

But it wasn’t so coincidental; most likely, she did it on purpose.

Yun Yuwan took her time drinking water from her cup, knowing she had teased him into a frenzy, and now she was the one effortlessly in control.

In the past, it was always he who tangled her emotions. Now, with a mere flick of her hand, he was the one ensnared and on the verge of stumbling, full of disappointment and self-delusion.

The little otter, not afraid of people, climbed down from the sofa to Wen Yangzhi’s feet and looked up at him.

He knew it probably wasn’t a coincidence: “How did you suddenly decide to raise an otter?”

She sat on the sofa, finding it somewhat funny but not laughing out loud. She watched the otter distantly, her heart not in it as she said,

“I want to raise Brother properly, give it a complete and beautiful childhood.”

The otter clung to his trouser leg.

Just one sentence, and Wen Yangzhi’s heart was caught up.

Gege… Brother.

After being apart for so long, she still remembered he once had a little otter that died from a fall, remembered his regret, so during this past year, every time she saw it, did she think of him?

He had raised an otter before and knew Yun Yuwan’s care for this one was quite good. She took such good care of it; did she think of him and hence loved by association?

Yun Yuwan saw his gaze become intertwined with her again, too deep to discern, a man’s unique look, filled with lust and desire.

He stretched his long legs and sat beside her; his cool, woody fragrance invisibly spread through the air.

Yun Yuwan acted as if he wasn’t there, peeled another pistachio, and only then did she look up, holding the nut, and slowly parted her lips:

“Want some?”

Wen Yangzhi watched her, his eyelids slightly drooping, his gaze as if he wanted to devour her. She had seen many men, but Wen Yangzhi’s masculine aura was always the most intense.

Was it because his towering figure instilled a sense of security or because he was so good-looking and mature that every look from him seemed like a sexual innuendo?

He didn’t take it, only wanting her, so she casually placed it in front of the little otter, which grabbed the nut with its paws and ate it.

Even without looking at him, Yun Yuwan knew he was watching her, and she asked offhandedly,

“What does it mean that you’ve been transferring ten million to me every month for these years?”

He stared at her profile: “That’s the household expense I paid.”

She leaned back casually, her slender neck’s tendons slightly moving: “Oh?”

The man’s deep voice echoed in the woman’s solitary home: “I want to marry you, to tell you I haven’t changed my heart.”

Her tone dropped: “Oh.”

She turned her head to look at him, and as they gazed at each other, his arm extended around the back of the sofa behind her, leaning in slightly.

Yun Yuwan looked up, his lips drawing closer until the soft touch clearly pressed against hers, and even though it was just a brush, he seemed to be devouring her, his hand cradling the back of her head.

Even in the shallow kneading and twisting, his breath enveloped her.

Wen Yangzhi couldn’t pull away for a long time.

Even though there were visitors coming over in the afternoon to discuss investment projects, and he learned Yun Yuwan had deceived him out of five hundred million,

But when it comes to their kisses, his eyes still shimmered with an ardor that even outsiders could see. Jiang Jianqing almost wished to give him a wake-up smack.

Previously, he had been rigid and distant, as if he had over-treated his condition, and now he had turned into a lovesick fool. She’d tricked him out of money, and yet he believed it was because she loved him.