Extra: Wen Yi'an
In February of the following year, Yi Qingchen's long-awaited baby second princess was finally born, and the old man Yi personally named it "Yi Yintong", the English name "Kimβ’Stuart", compared to the pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses with a quiet personality that was almost indifferent, this lively little girl was obviously more open in front of the elders.
Especially Wen Yi'an, even though he has a cold temperament, he has always responded to this little girl's needs, and has given full play to his godfather's responsibilities.
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Time flies like sand between fingers, inadvertently leaking, and it has been more than ten years in the blink of an eye.
I don't know how the old Stuart persuaded Chu Qiao in the end, she originally killed and did not agree with her son's training as the head of the family since he was a child, but she agreed to let her son continue to stay in London, and the elder brother stayed with the younger sister naturally did not leave, which means that the couple and Tongtong can only stay in the UK, and the old man Yi naturally stopped doing it, and he made a transatlantic phone call that night, and he lost his temper and said all the good things, Chu Qiao and Yi Qingchen were helpless, and they could only agree to let Yi Yintong go to Kyoto to live for a while.
It just so happened that Wen Yi'an was dealing with things in London these days, so he specially asked him to take Yi Yintong back to Kyoto.
After a long aerial journey of more than ten hours, the world outside the window is only an endless sea of clouds.
Yi Yintong lay in her position in a daze, her right hand side was Wen Yi'an, her slender fingers restlessly tugging at the delicate cuffs on the sleeves of his shirt.
"What's wrong?"
The calm eyes slowly opened, and when he looked at the delicate and lovely little girl beside him, he was obviously a little more gentle.
"Uncle, why are you so handsome but no woman wants you?" She still prefers to call him her uncle rather than the derogatory title of "godfather", and her mother once told her that he is closer to her brother than her own brother.
"......" Wen Yi'an looked at Yi Yintong who turned sideways and faced him with a smile.
"Uncle is embarrassed? If you really don't, I want you! β
"Don't talk nonsense, if you let outsiders hear this, won't you want to laugh at you?" The gentle male voice has a rare hint of ups and downs.
"So if outsiders don't laugh at it, will the little uncle agree?"
Originally, she really just wanted to joke with him, but seeing the pink that flew up his cheeks inadvertently, she couldn't take her eyes off it inexplicably.
"What's more, I've never been the kind of person who looks at people unexpectedly."
"Okay, let's stop talking about it, you girl doesn't know what outrageous things you can say to me."
Wen Yi'an wanted to fold her blanket, but as soon as her hand was stretched out, she held it in the palm of her hand.
"Tell me, uncle, why do you blush?"
"Don't make a fuss, sleep a little longer, we'll be in Kyoto in two hours."
Without a trace, he withdrew his hand and closed his eyes again, shielding her fiery gaze from hers.
Seeing that Wen Yi'an no longer paid attention to him, Yi Yintong was no longer bored, but his eyes stayed on his well-defined handsome face for a long time.
Since when, exactly?
It's as if when you close your eyes, your mind is full of his shadow.
When she opened her eyes again, she was already in a luxury car.
The man next to him was holding a stack of documents and scribbling through them against time.
Yi Yintong thought about it, snatched the document from Wen Yi'an's hand and threw it out of the car window.
"I don't like that when you face me, you pay attention to other things, do you mean that in my uncle's mind, I am not as important as those blank papers?"
Yi Yintong's rare seriousness really surprised him, but he didn't mean to be angry at all, and said with a smile: "Get used to it." β
"Habits can be changed, if you can't change them, I'll help you change them, anyway, I don't plan to go back this time, I have time, you have to adapt to life with me from now on."
"I've always been used to having you." Wen Yi'an rubbed her little head dotingly, "Okay, don't talk about me anymore, I'll send you back to London when school starts." β
When he heard this, he vaguely felt that something was not quite right, but he didn't forget to think about it in detail, after all, Yi Yintong was also raised by him since he was a child, and he was his goddaughter on the surface.
"I'm not going back to London anyway, unless you come with me."
"There's so much going on here in Kyoto, where can I get out of the way? But don't worry, I'll send you back to ...... in person."
"I don't care, I'm going to be with my uncle anyway!" The little girl's crisp words are like an unswerving oath to death.
The sixteen-year-old in the mood for love is full of delicate flowers.
Wen Yi'an pursed his thin lips helplessly, and said for a long time: "If you have been doing well during the summer vacation, then I will apply to your parents to let you stay in Kyoto to study next semester, but if you can't do it, you must go back to London obediently for me." β
Yi Yintong said well in his mouth, but he couldn't help but slander in his heart: It's strange!
Two months of summer vacation, sixty days, is enough to win you!
"What kind of girl does my uncle like?"
After a long time, just when Wen Yi'an thought she was going to stop, she suddenly spoke.
Chu Qiao's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, but maybe it was the passage of time, and the figure was incredibly a little faded, and even vaguely overlapped with a young appearance.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Time always has a way of compromising everything.
"Uncle has someone he likes, right?"
Wen Yi'an's momentary silence touched her keen nerves, and it seemed that this fluttering sentence seemed to be squeezed out of the flesh when asked.
"Children, don't keep asking about adults."
"Where am I as small as you?"
Yi Yintong stared at him with interest, and the ridicule on his face was quite a bit like Chu Qiao's appearance back then, and for a while, Wen Yi'an was in a trance.
"Little uncle, you are blushing again, I heard that if a man blushes in front of a girl, it means that he likes her, little uncle, you blushed twice in front of me today, does it mean that you like me very, very much?"
Wen Yi'an finally had a feeling of madness, and wanted to teach a lesson several times, but after all, she was just a little girl who didn't understand anything, so she simply pursed her lips and swallowed all the words back.
"My uncle's mobile phone desktop has always had my photos on it, and I have been the only one since I was a child." Yi Yintong reached into his pocket, took out his mobile phone and lit it up in front of him, but he snatched it back.
He couldn't tell her because she had an incredible acquaintance with Chu Qiao?
With the passage of time, the former hot feelings will eventually tend to be dull, and it seems that it has become an indispensable habit in his life to see this little girl smiling like a flower in his mobile phone every day.
There are some things that will be imperceptible and imperceptible.
Yi Yintong saw that he didn't like to answer, but became more and more interested, turned sideways and poked his head in front of him, and looked at her from bottom to top.
"Little uncle, you ...... Hmmm......"
Suddenly, with a sudden brake, she threw herself forward, and threw herself directly into Wen Yi'an's arms, and her delicate lips were covering the slightly tight thin lips she longed for at this time.
"How did you drive?"
Wen Yi'an finally had a rare hint of anger, and threw Yi Yintong back into the seat next to him, "Sit honestly, turn around and bump into you crying." β
Although he was stern in his mouth, his heart was beating wildly and losing his rhythm.
The sudden kiss, even if it was just an accident, was enough to make him feel numb, although he was relatively slow in terms of feelings, but the love in Yi Yintong's eyes was naked and strong at this time.
This made an unprecedented sense of guilt rise in his heart, and he suddenly regretted that he had promised Chu Qiao to help take care of Yi Yintong.
"I'll take you to the old mansion later, and you will stay in the old mansion obediently this holiday......"
Before he finished speaking, Yi Yintong's face was already full of the boss's displeasure.
"I don't want to, I can live wherever I want, I want to live in your house, you promised my mother that she would take care of me, as for my grandfather, I will go to see him when I have time, anyway, I live so close."
"My house is inconvenient."
"Why is it inconvenient?"
"My girlfriend is here."
Wen Yi'an blurted out almost without thinking, so that when he finished saying this, the first thought in his mind was, where should he go to find a woman who looked right and would never goof?
This girl is really his little nemesis, and she can always stir him up and lose control of his emotions.
"Your girlfriend?" Yi Yintong exclaimed on the spot, "Where did you get your girlfriend?" You've always been alone! β
Wen Yi'an didn't answer her.
Yi Yintong couldn't help but hold back her anger, "Whether you have a girlfriend or not now, you can only be mine in the end!" I've already identified you in this life, and you can't have any other girlfriends besides me! β
Now in this situation, there is no need for her to hide her thoughts anymore, sometimes it is better to say it!
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Yi Yintong didn't pay attention to him anymore, but directly ordered the driver: "Send me to his villa, right away!" β
"This ......" the driver looked at Wen Yi'an with a gloomy face from the rearview mirror in embarrassment, "Mr. Wen ......"
"What do you think he's doing? I've got the final say, listen to me. β
"Go to the old house."
Wen Yi'an's voice was faint, and it seemed to be a completely different person from when she was in front of her before.
"No matter what you do, there's no way I'm going to give up!"
"If you mess around, I'll call your parents!"
"Okay, you fight, I can't ask for it, if that's the case, I'll tell my mom directly, I'm in love with you, I want to be with you!"
Yi Yintong Chiguoguo's confession shocked the driver's hand holding the steering wheel and shook violently, and he subconsciously turned his head.
"Drive your car well!"
Wen Yi'an slapped coldly, and the driver was so frightened that he immediately sat back.
The black luxury car drove all the way into the courtyard of the military district, and seeing Yi Yintong enter the courtyard gate of the old mansion, Wen Yi'an took out his mobile phone and called the assistant, telling him to arrange a suitable woman to send him to his villa immediately.
And Yi Yintong here, after Wen Yi'an's car drove out of the military compound for a while, he also stopped a taxi at the gate.
In fact, Wen Yi'an didn't believe what she said just now.
If he had a girlfriend, no matter what, her parents would always know, she had knocked on the side many times, but there was no at all.
She secretly thought to herself that if she didn't see any other woman in his house later, she would definitely knock him down on the spot!
If you don't do something, you will keep putting it off, but if you do it, you will actually do it.
Hesitation has always been a torturous thing.
From memory, she found the location of Wen Yi'an's home, and the black car that had taken her from the airport to the old mansion was slowly driving into the garage of the villa.
Yi Yintong entered the open courtyard gate without thinking about it, but the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground on the spot after seeing the jaw-dropping scene in front of him.
The truth is always so fond of going against people, what she thinks is always what she thinks.
The sexy and glamorous young woman gently snuggled in Wen Yi'an's arms, her delicate face was full of affection, and when she raised her eyes to look at her, she was obviously a little more playful and provocative.
Wen Yi'an turned around and couldn't help frowning when he saw that it was Yi Yintong, "Why did a good person come here?" Didn't I just send you back to the old mansion? β
"Ian, who is this?"
The delicate female voice made Yi Yintong a little impatient, glanced at her angrily, and walked in front of Wen Yi'an.
"I'll call my mom and tell her I'm going to live with you."
There was no discussion in her words, it was just an informant.
The maid at home knew Yi Yintong, and when she saw her coming, she was busy welcoming her into the door.
When Yi Yintong's figure completely disappeared at the gate, the expression on Wen Yi'an's face finally returned to his usual indifference.
"Mr. Wen, I'm Xia Mian......"
"Do what you have to do, and you will be the next popular star of Q Entertainment."
"Okay, I got it."
Xia Mian nodded excitedly, as if she had seen the long bright star journey with the red carpet in front of her.
The servants of the Wen family were overjoyed by Yi Yintong's arrival, but Wen Yi'an was so focused on work that he had no time to take care of Yi Yintong, which made Yi Yintong's already active personality even more and more suffocated and about to explode.
One afternoon, Yi Yintong sneaked into Wen Yi'an's study while he was away, and deliberately locked the door.
I used to go into this study when I was a child, but it was the first time that I had such a strong impulse now.
I don't know why, she just wanted to take a look in his study, during this time, she was under the same roof with the woman named Xia Mian and Wen Yi'an, although on the surface the two of them lived in the same room, but Yi Yintong always had a feeling in her heart that this Xia Mian was not the woman in Wen Yi'an at all.
She really wanted to know, who was the woman who could hide in the depths of his heart?
She rummaged through the cabinets for a long time, but found nothing, except for the locked drawer on the right-hand side of the desk.
However, there was nothing in the study that could be linked to the key.
Yi Yintong turned around and walked out of the study, and soon walked in again with a driver.
After a lot of effort, she finally got her to pry open the mysterious drawer.
However, inside, there was no photo file or anything like anything she expected, just a mobile phone lying quietly.
She cautiously reached out and picked up the phone, but her heart was pounding at that moment.
Why would my uncle put such a mobile phone in a drawer?
Although this is an old Apple phone, it is clear that there are people who take great care of it, not only does it look intact, but it also has plenty of power when the screen is lit.
Yi Yintong knew in her heart that this mobile phone belonged to Wen Yi'an's personal privacy, and she had no right to check anything, but now, her mind was full of secrets about the woman in his heart.
She swiped the screen to enter the main page, but was so shocked by what she saw that she almost smashed the phone to the ground, but fortunately, she caught it quickly.
The reason why she was so excited was entirely because of the mobile phone screen that Wen Yi'an had collected as a treasure, and the woman who slept peacefully was her biological mother!
Although she knew from the beginning that her little uncle was not her mother's biological brother, she never wanted to see such a scene on her little uncle's mobile phone one day.
Even if it was a photo of the play, she wouldn't doubt that her mother was sleeping with her eyes closed!
How could a man put a picture of a woman sleeping on his phone as the main screen page for no reason! It's simply not possible!
It dawned on her, but she covered her mouth in disbelief, her mind blank for anything else.
"What are you doing here? Didn't anyone tell you that no one was allowed in Ion's study? β
At this moment, Xia Mian's voice suddenly came from the door.
"Can you handle it?"
Yi Yintong subconsciously stuffed the mobile phone into her pocket, didn't look at Xia Mian, and wiped her out of the study.
When the maid saw her walking out in despair, she thought that she was angry about Wen Yi'an not accompanying her, and deliberately followed to comfort her, but was driven down by her impatiently.
"Don't follow me, I'm going to go out for a walk."
"But the second lady ......"
"I said don't follow me!"
Yi Yintong wrinkled his eyebrows, and soon left the Wen family's villa.
The maid was naturally worried that something would happen to her, so she immediately called Wen Yi'an.
When Wen Yi'an called Yi Yintong again, the other end kept prompting that no one answered.
On the soft golden sand, a white mobile phone is intermittently singing the ringtone of the mobile phone into a complete song.
The barefoot girl lay on the sand with her hands behind her head and her eyes closed, but the only sound of the wind was in her ears.
In this world, any woman can be the one in Wen Yi's peace of mind, but she can't, she can't accept that the man she loves has her mother in her heart, and that kind of complicated relationship makes her feel like she's about to go crazy, and she doesn't even know how to face these people in the future.
Until the body is warm.
When I opened my eyes, I found that I had an extra men's blazer.
"Your mother, for me, is salvation."
Suddenly, a familiar male voice sounded in his ears.
Yi Yintong turned her head, but saw Wen Yi'an also follow her example, lying quietly on the beach with her hands behind her head and closing her eyes.
"If it weren't for her, I would be struggling at the bottom of society right now, or my life would have lost its direction and hopeless......"
"She gave you money?"
"Nope." The corners of his thin lips suddenly gathered a smile, thinking back to the past, his heart was still so soft that he couldn't speak, "She gave me love and hope." β
"You've been in love?" Yi Yintong's voice trembled slightly, she was afraid, afraid that Wen Yi'an's answer would make her collapse.
"Of course not, not every deep love must love each other, a long, long time ago, I also thought that my love for her was only the lovesickness between secular men and women, but after going through this long road of time, I found that it was more of a believer's worship and admiration for the gods, of course, I also love her, there is no believer who does not love the god he believes in, but this kind of love does not have any purpose, I just want to silently guard her, for a lifetime, just like the god in the guardian's heart."
Wen Yi'an's personality is introverted, and even he himself never thought that one day, he would say such a thing to a little girl who doesn't rhyme with the world.
He didn't know the purpose of his words, it didn't seem to be very clear, maybe he just wanted to comfort her, or maybe he had walked through so many years alone, and the lonely time made him want to tell.
From the moment he returned to the villa just now and saw the drawer that had been pried open, he knew that he could finally put it down.
"Why don't you ask Xia Mian?"
"She's a good actor, but you're not." Eyes can't deceive people, especially people like Wen Yi'an who disdain disguise.
"You are like your mother, like a cunning little fox."
"Is it just character?"
Yi Yintong suddenly turned over and sat on his crotch, leaning over and staring at him carefully, "Don't you think that I look like her too?" β
A touch of unnaturalness appeared on the man's face, and he said in a dumb voice: "Go down, what does it look like?" β
"You like me, and if you agree to like me, then I'll go down."
"Of course I like you, every one of us likes you, but like is not love......"
"Shhhhhh......h β
When she said this, her eyes gleamed with stars, and her confident appearance was the same as that of her parents.
"Wen Yi'an, from this moment on, I will no longer call you uncle, and you will no longer be my godfather, so, I will chase you until you fall in love with me!"
"Little girl, I don't want you to have these nonsense thoughts in your head until you become an adult." He got up and pushed her away, then suddenly touched her head lovingly, smiled, and turned to the car parked on the side of the road not far away.
It's just that maybe one day in the future I will fall in love, I don't know.
He has been old-fashioned for half his life, and suddenly, he wants to be willful.