Chapter 165: This IQ Is Probably Negative?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Yu Anwan was afraid she wouldn’t be able to handle it.
After all, she had taken Wen Jin seriously back then.
In the end, Yu Anwan thought that Wen Jin would ignore her and maybe even mock her.
But Wen Jin, on the contrary, just replied with a faint “mm-hmm” as if he had truly taken note of her preferences.
Yu Anwan fell silent for a moment, suddenly unsure of what to say.
Oh no… This side of Wen Jin was a bit hard to deal with.
Wen Jin didn’t glance at Yu Anwan again. He turned around and, with a serious expression, began to prepare the ingredients at the kitchen counter.
Yu Anwan sneakily stole a glance and realized that Wen Jin didn’t have any of the ingredients she had mentioned.
She couldn’t even remember half of what she said, yet Wen Jin had paid such careful attention.
At this point, Yu Anwan started to seriously recollect her words. Did she mention anything particularly unusual?
As she thought about it, Yu Anwan felt a little sleepy.
Over the years, Yu Anwan developed a strong need for sleep. If she didn’t rest well, she would remain lethargic for an extended period.
Gradually, Wen Jin’s figure in front of her began to blur, and Yu Anwan’s eyelids grew heavy.
Meanwhile, the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. Yu Anwan’s head thudded heavily onto the bar counter, and she dozed off.
“Do you want it spicy?” Wen Jin suddenly inquired.
Yu Anwan was already asleep, so naturally, she didn’t respond. Wen Jin waited for a while, but when he didn’t get a reply, he turned around to check.
This time, Wen Jin found himself at a loss.
Yu Anwan was sprawled out, deeply asleep.
During her slumber, she would occasionally make smacking sounds, probably dreaming of something delicious.
Beneath the soft glow of the lights, Yu Anwan’s skin appeared as porcelain, flawless and translucent. Not a single pore was visible. She lay there peacefully, resembling a sleeping angel.
This sight stirred something in Wen Jin, a feeling of infatuation.
He knew that Yu Anwan was like a poppy flower, intoxicating but untouchable. He couldn’t get entangled with her anymore.
However, Wen Jin couldn’t resist the urge to lower his head and place a kiss on Yu Anwan’s cheek.
Yu Anwan, roused by Wen Jin’s kiss, shifted uncomfortably in her sleep.
Wen Jin promptly straightened up. Just then, Yu Anwan’s phone vibrated.
Wen Jin glanced at it.
The caller ID displayed baby.
Wen Jin hooked the phone, silently smiling. Seeing this word on the screen reminded him of how Yu Anwan had called him “baby”, and it stirred a restlessness within him.
That soft, sweet voice tugged at his heartstrings, making him feel tantalized and unsure.
Yet knew very well that this “baby” was Yu Anwan’s daughter from another man.
Wen Jin had seen her before, but when he looked at her face, identical to Yu Anwan’s, he couldn’t help but find it intriguing.
Yet, Wen Jin also felt a strange familiarity with Yu Xiaobao.
As he continued to look at the phone vibrating in his hand, Wen Jin suppressed his emotions, walked away quietly, and then calmly answered Yu Xiaobao’s call.
After all, Yu Xiaobao was still a child.
Yu Anwan’s sudden appearance at the Wen family might frighten Yu Xiaobao if she woke up and couldn’t find her mother.
As parents, they could empathize with such situations.
However, soon, Wen Jin let out a disdainful snort. He and Yu Anwan had no such connection.
Yet, when he picked up the phone, a soft and feeble voice came from the other end. In a childish and tender tone, she called out, “Mommy… I feel so uncomfortable.”
Wen Jin felt his heart melt.
Wen Jin had been raised alongside Wen Zhanyan since childhood, but Wen Zhanyan had always been like a mature old man, rarely smiling or speaking. He was sparing with his smiles, even to the point of being almost nonexistent. Wen Jin sometimes wondered if Wen Zhanyan had a nerve for laughter.
But Yu Xiaobao was different.
When she held you, she could make you happy, her sweetness overwhelming. She made you want to pamper her.
Yu Anwan, in showcasing Yu Xiaobao, was essentially tricking you into wanting to have a daughter.
“Mommy…” Yu Xiaobao’s soft voice came through again. “I miss you so much…”
“Xiaobao, what’s wrong?” Wen Jin snapped back to reality and immediately inquired.
Yu Xiaobao blinked on the other end of the phone, suddenly perking up. If she hadn’t been muffling the phone’s microphone, he might not have been able to contain his excitement.
Yu Dabao rolled his eyes at Yu Xiaobao. Before he could caution her not to give herself away, Yu Xiaobao blurted out, “Daddy, it’s you…”
Yu Dabao was left speechless.
He started to wonder if Yu Xiaobao’s IQwas genuinely 160 or if it was actually in the negatives. She always volunteered information as if she were afraid that Wen Jin wouldn’t notice.
Wen Jin was momentarily taken aback. He didn’t overthink it and simply assumed that Yu Xiaobao missed his father. Just like Wen Zhanyan, he would often throw tantrums about wanting his mommy. A child’s heart always longs for both parents.
However, Wen Jin didn’t want to deceive Yu Xiaobao. He quickly spoke softly,
“I’m sorry, Xiaobao. I’m not your daddy.”
Yu Xiaobao replied softly, “Then you’re an uncle, right? We’ve met before. I remember your voice!”
Wen Jin didn’t deny it and agreed, “Yes.”
Yu Xiaobao snorted on the other end of the phone, “Uncle, I have a fever.” She didn’t say anything else and just acted coquettish with Wen Jin.
Wen Jin furrowed his brows, asking, “Is there no one else at your house?”
Yu Xiaobao lied through her teeth, “No, there’s no one. Auntie won’t be here tonight. She had to go home. When I woke up and realized I had a fever,
Mommy was gone.”
She began to sob softly, “Uncle, do you think Mommy doesn’t want Xiaobao anymore?”
Her sobbing intensified as she spoke.
Wen Jin’s heart was in turmoil as he listened. His gaze fell upon Yu Anwan, who was soundly asleep at the dining table, and his expression darkened. Heh, what kind of heartless woman could just leave like this? She could even abandon her daughter.
However, faced with Yu Xiaobao’s question, Wen Jin patiently reassured her, “No, Mommy loves Xiaobao very much.”
“But Mommy has already gone to look for Uncle…” Yu Xiaobao burst into tears. “Xiaobao wants Mommy too. Xioabao feels so bad. I want Mommy…”
Her crying tone was exactly like Wen Zhanyan’s.
Wen Jin pinched his forehead and suddenly blurted out, “Xiaobao, wait for me at home. Uncle will come pick you up, okay?”
Yu Xiaobao suddenly fell silent for a moment before agreeing. “Okay, but don’t lie to Xiaobao, Uncle. Xiaobao will wait for Uncle.’ “Alright.” Wen Jin nodded.
Only then did Yu Xiaobao hang up the phone, satisfied.
After putting down her phone, Yu Xiaobao shook her head at Yu Dabao. “Dabao,
Daddy is coming.. Am I amazing?”
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