"Absolutely! Of course! The guest was a room that had been rented on August 31 four years ago. ”

"August 31." After getting the answer, the smile on the corner of Yun Xiwen's mouth became brighter and brighter, and then he returned to his usual expression and said, "Just open me a suite." ”

Yun Baobao, who had been looking up and observing Yun Xiwen, did not let go of Yun Xiwen's last smile, and kept thinking in his little head: "What did August 31 mean four years ago?" Looks like tonight is doomed to insomnia. ”

Yun Xiwen, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel with a glass of red wine, stared at the lights outside the window with eyes shining like starlight, and the expression on his face was obscure.

In the silent night, the soothing bell rang, Yun Xiwen picked up the phone without looking at the screen of the phone, and had no intention of speaking, just quietly waiting for the person on the other end of the phone to speak.

"Xiao Wenwen, let's go to Kyoto! Baby is asleep, let me have a word with her! A slightly older man's voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone, but it was full of energy.

"After you go back this time, you and Owen will see each other in half every week." Yun Xiwen said calmly.

A roaring voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Yun Xiwen, you abuse the elderly!" I'm going to sue you! ”

"Whatever."

Hearing this, the other party immediately softened, and said as much as possible to make his tone as friendly as possible: "Xiwen, I promise not to call you Xiao Wenwen again, how do you want to educate Yun Baobao, I will try not to interfere, can you!" ”

The goal has been achieved, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of Yun Xiwen's mouth, which soon disappeared again.

"There is no next time."

"Good, good! There will be no next time. The other end of the phone breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and then said, "But then you go to Kyoto this time, that baby's father ......."

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Yun Xiwen hung up the phone and looked at the night scene outside the window indifferently.

The Yun family villa on the other side of the ocean, Yun Zhanao reluctantly put down the phone.

"How? What do you think? Did Xiwen say anything? The blonde Owen sat aside and asked anxiously.

"If you have the ability, you can ask yourself!" Yun Zhanao was angry with Yun Xiwen, and the innocent Owen became a punching bag.

Owen habitually pursed his lips and muttered to vent his displeasure. But soon his eyes lit up, and he came to Yun Zhanao's side and said mysteriously: "Uncle Yun, Wen is not here now, the painting in the attic ......"

"Stop! I still want to live a few more years, don't tell me what you want to do, I haven't heard anything! After speaking, Yun Zhanao got up for fear of being shook, and quickly left the land of right and wrong.

Owen, who was stopped before he finished speaking, said uncontrollably at Yun Zhanao's rapidly departing back: "Coward! I'm afraid that my daughter will be like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a second one in the world! If you don't go, I'll go myself! ”

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to the southeast corner of the house, and his eyes exuded a wolf-like gaze.

Tiptoeing up the stairs, Owen stood in front of the wooden attic door, took a deep breath and put his hand on the doorknob, and at the moment when he was about to press down, the picture of Yun Xiwen talking to him and Yun Zhanao before leaving suddenly flashed in his head, and he stopped his movements.

"I know you're all interested in the painting in the attic, and I'm not in the habit of locking the door in my own house, and I'm not in the mood to quench your curiosity while I'm away."

Seeing the irrepressible excitement on the red faces of the two, the corners of Yun Xiwen's mouth lifted slightly, and a basin of ice water was splashed mercilessly: "As long as you can bear the consequences." ”

At this moment, Owen's head was full of Yun Xiwen's inexplicable smile, and the hand on the doorknob seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and couldn't hold it down, and Yun Zhanao, who was hiding behind his door and looking at Owen, looked even more nervous than him.

After the battle between the celestials and the humans, Owen let out a low roar: "Shit! He turned around and left the villa without looking back.

Yun Zhanao sneered when he saw this, and said to himself: "Useless thing! ”

In the middle of the empty attic stood a easel, a pure white silk cloth gently covered a one-person-high frame, and the moonlight quietly sprinkled on it through the window, casting a veil of mystery over it.

Just when Owen was entangled, the special watch on Yun Xiwen's wrist, which was thousands of miles away, regained its calm after a few minutes, and Yun Xiwen was not surprised to see this, and his face flashed with the confidence that everything was under control.

Yun Xiwen came to the bedroom and looked at Yun Baobao, who was sleeping on the bed, his expression was soft for a moment, fleeting.

Taking out the computer he carried, Yun Xiwen skillfully opened a dialog box, and quickly tapped the keyboard and wrote: "Phoenix returns to the nest." ”

Watching the other party's avatar go from shiny to gray, Yun Xiwen's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, not knowing what he was thinking.