"You wait there, I'll be right over. ”

As soon as Wen Junhan hung up the phone, Xiao still couldn't wait to open his mouth: "Junhan, what's going on, what's wrong with Nianhan?" Sensing the anger between Wen Junhan's eyebrows, Xiao Zhen's heart jumped to his throat.

"It's okay, believe me, I'll take care of things, you stay at home and take care of Sihan, you are not allowed to go there, you know?" After repeated instructions, Wen Junhan left home.

Standing at the door, watching the Maybach sports car disappear at the end of the road, although Wen Junhan said that it was okay, Xiao still had his heart like eighteen buckets of water, seven up and eight down.

Nian Han, is he really okay? What is going on? Will he let Jun Han go out in person.

The roaring sound of the engine pierced the sky, and the deafening sound attracted the attention of the reporters at the school gate, and the next second, a limited-weight Maybach stopped steadily in front of them.

For the familiar sports car in front of them, how could these reporters not know who the owner of the car is.

They swarmed around the sports car, blocking the driver's seat, staring at the door, waiting for the owner to get out.

The car door opened, and a straight and slender leg was stepped, and then, Wen Junhan got out of the car, followed by a domineering arrogance, and the deep cold eyes at the bottom of the sea swept over everyone, and the sharp gaze seemed to brush off the skin of the pile of people in front of him.

Under the sun, he was like a god of death from hell, and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "Do you know what will happen if you offend me Wen Junhan?"

The reporters had a cold back, and the fear that had grown in their hearts spread to their limbs, and they looked at Wen Junhan with frightened eyes, but no one dared to ask.

Finally, someone couldn't help but provoke curiosity and boldly spoke: "President Wen, did you appear in the Starlight School because of Nianhan's children? Are those rumors on the Internet true, are the two children in the photo really your illegitimate children?"

Only the reporter who asked the reporter himself knew how much courage he had used to ask these questions.

The indifferent facial features seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and the thin lips like the knife peak said lightly: "I appreciate your courage, but it's a pity that your courage is not used in the right place." He sighed, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth was filled with bloodthirsty killing and coldness.

"President Wen, I just want to pursue the truth of the matter, and I have no other meaning. In his words, there was a fear that could not be concealed.

This scene made other reporters very glad that they didn't talk much, otherwise the unlucky person would definitely be themselves.

It's a pity, if things are really what they think, then they look down on Wen Junhan too much.

As if he had seen through the thoughts of other reporters, Wen Junhan said coldly: "Don't think that I will let you go if you don't say anything, I have warned you a long time ago, if you dare to follow the trend and frame me Wen Junhan, you should be mentally prepared." Words that seemed to warn more than threaten were as bitter as the cold winds of Siberia.

At this moment, everyone felt the killing intent revealed by Wen Junhan's body, especially the bottomless black eyes, which were like a black hole, sucking them all into the horror.

"President Wen, we didn't do anything, we didn't report the news, we were just curious about your relationship with the two children in the photo. One of the reporters had the audacity to explain.

"Curiosity kills cats, have you ever heard of this sentence? Squinting slightly, staring at the reporter who spoke, his thin lips slightly raised were full of piercing coldness.

The reporter who spoke took a few steps back uncontrollably, and looked at Wen Junhan's eyes full of fear.

"It was a mistake for you to show up at the gate of Starlight School, and if you did something wrong, you have to pay the price. Otherwise, there will only be more troubles in the future, and the most he hates is trouble.

Of course, except for the troubles related to Xiao Zhen, and this, Wen Junhan did not perceive.

Looking at the back of Wen Junhan walking into the school, the reporters had a sense of fear that they were on the verge of death.

They all know that if they provoke Wen Junhan, they will be tantamount to provoking the Grim Reaper of hell, and they will lose their jobs at least and lose their lives at worst. But they had to comply with the arrangement of the higher-level leaders, and it seemed that they were going to lose their jobs again.

"Uncle Wen, why are you here, is my brother okay?" Seeing Wen Junhan, Nian Han broke free from the teacher's hand and ran over, grabbed Wen Junhan's big hand, and asked with a worried face.

Bent down and hugged Nian Han in his arms, with a gentle smile on his thin lips: "He's fine, he's resting at home now." The moment his eyes were looking at Du, his smile turned into indifference and ruthlessness again: "Thank you for your hard work, teacher." ”

Seeing that Wen Junhan was polite to himself, he was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped: "It's not hard, it's not hard, these are what I should do." "The sound was uncontrollably shaky.

Wen Junhan nodded, hugged Nian Han and turned around and left the teacher's office, at the gate of the school, those reporters who were chasing and biting had long since disappeared, leaving only a ray of bright sun hanging in the sky, blazing the quiet earth.

In the car, Nian Han asked about his brother's situation vigorously, and Wen Junhan replied very cooperatively, without a trace of impatience, and even a little spoiled.

The car was parked at the door of the villa, Wen Junhan hadn't gotten out of the car yet, Nian Han couldn't wait to open the car door and get out of the car, waiting anxiously at the door: "Uncle Wen, can you hurry up." He wanted to see how his brother was doing.

Wen Junhan walked over in three steps and two steps, opened the door with the fingerprint lock, and as soon as the door opened, the little guy got in through the crack in the door and rushed into the room: "Mommy, how is my brother." When he came to the bedside, his eyes the size of copper bells stared at Sihan, who was asleep on the bed, and immediately made a silent gesture.

He ran to Xiao Yan's side, lowered his voice, and asked in a low voice, "Mommy, is my brother better?" When will he wake up, the children in the class are asking why my brother didn't go to school, I heard that my brother is sick, and they all want to come to see my brother. ”

"Brother is fine, Nian Han don't worry, when you are free, Mommy invites the children in your class to play, okay." He touched Nianhan's head dotingly, and his expression was relaxed.

"Really?" said surprised, his expression skeptical.

"Of course it's true, but only after my brother recovers. Gently scraped the bridge of Nianhan's nose, and a deep sense of guilt passed through his gentle eyes.

"Of course. Nian Han replied.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Wen Junhan quietly exited the room, and then took out the phone and dialed Lin Feng's phone: "Lin Feng, investigate all the reporters who appeared at the gate of Starlight School today, I don't care what method you use, I don't want to see these magazines active in City A again." A cold voice and a resolute tone are not to be disobeyed.

"Okay, President. He replied respectfully.

Hanging up the phone, I just saw the doctor walking over with two bags of potion, and he strode over: "Doctor, is Sihan's condition stable? "Angular features, with a hint of imperceptible worry.

"The fever has subsided, and it is not clear whether the fever will recur for the time being, and we will not know until two or three days later. The doctor told the truth, and his gaze at Wen Junhan was apprehensive.

"Then you stay here temporarily for the past few days, if there is any situation, it is convenient to take care of it. Wen Junhan said.

"Okay, President. ”

"Go get busy!" Watching the doctor walk into the room, Wen Junhan walked upstairs with elegant steps.

In a blink of an eye, the time came to evening, at the end of the twilight, Nian Han knocked on the door of Wen Junhan's room, no one answered, he stood on tiptoe and wanted to unscrew the door lock, tried several times, but he was not tall enough, not strong enough, just failed to open the door.

At that moment, a pair of large hands covered his small hands, and with a slight force, the door opened.

"Nian Han, do you have anything to do with me?" A deep and magnetic voice, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

"Uncle Wen, I'm hungry. "Mommy has been taking care of his brother, and he doesn't want Mommy to work too hard, so he came to Wen Junhan.

Squatted down and picked up Nian Han: "Nian Han is hungry, then what do you want to eat?" Uncle will take you to eat, okay." Speaking of food, Wen Junhan found that the time had actually reached this point.

"I want to eat noodles, can Uncle Wen cook them for me? Thinking of last night's deliciousness, Nian Han couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Wen Junhan frowned, and then said, "I don't know how to cook noodles, or Uncle Wen will take you out to eat, okay." Embarrassed, a strange emotion flashed across Jun's angular face.

"I don't want it, I'm going to eat the noodles you cooked. It seems that in Nian Han's heart, Wen Junhan is already a chef, and the noodles cooked must be delicious.

In the end, Wen Junhan really couldn't resist Nianhan, so he had to compromise: "Then I have to say in advance, if the noodles are not delicious, don't blame me." Carrying Nian Han downstairs, he put him on the sofa, and ran to the kitchen by himself.

Last night, Xiao was still in command on the side, and Wen Junhan could cook so smoothly, but when he was alone, the situation became ......

The crackling sound from the kitchen attracted Xiao Ying, and seeing Wen Junhan busy in the kitchen, he hurriedly walked over: "Junhan, what are you doing?"

"Junhan, let's do it with me!" shook his head speechlessly, coaxed Wen Junhan out of the kitchen, and cooked the noodles by himself.

Leaning on the door frame of the kitchen, watching Xiao still cook the noodles, Wen Junhan knew that the noodles could not be put in until the water boiled, and then there were other ingredients......

Looking at Xiao's still busy back, the corners of Wen Junhan's eyes became extremely gentle, and a trace of unprecedented happiness suddenly arose in his heart.

After a while, Xiao still walked out of the kitchen with a few bowls of hot noodles, Wen Junhan walked over quickly, grabbed the plate in Xiao Ying's hand, and walked out of the kitchen with noodles. After taking a deep look at Wen Han's back, Xiao still followed quickly.

"You eat first, I'll call the doctor to come and eat. "The doctor was also so busy all day that he didn't even bother to eat, so of course he had to be called.