Chapter 137: Uncle Chu Says We Can Always Live Together

Wen Ping'an dropped the toy in his hand, his eyes wet and glistening, as if he were about to cry.

Cheng Wan raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, forced herself to smile, and crouched down to hug him.

"Mommy is fine, something just might have gotten into my eye."

She shouldn't have been so loud.

She had scared Ping'an.

Wen Ping'an stood on tiptoe, pouting.

"I'll blow on it to make it better for Mommy."

Cheng Wan could not control her emotions, and her tears flowed even more torrentially.

How was she supposed to protect this child well?

Wen Ping'an pursed his little lips, thinking that it must be because he was too weak and hadn't been able to help Mommy.

He thought for a moment, then looked up to seek help from Chu Li.

"Uncle Chu, can you help Mommy?"

Chu Li sighed; he pulled Cheng Wan onto the sofa, his tone softening slightly, "Let me see."

Cheng Wan did not want him to get close at all.

She grabbed a tissue to cover her eyes, "I'm fine now."

Chu Li's body, which had been leaning in, stiffened; he gave a self-deprecating smile, stood up, and strode away.

Wen Ping'an's small body leaned against Cheng Wan, his voice soft.

"Mommy, are you feeling better?"

Cheng Wan gave a muffled "Mm."

She wiped away her tears and kissed Wen Ping'an's little face, "Ping'an, how did you come here with Uncle Chu?"

Wen Ping'an's eyes were bright and sparkling, yet he was also a bit shy.

"I missed Mommy and my little sister."

So when Uncle Chu asked, he had agreed to come immediately.

"Uncle Chu also said that I can live here from now on and always be with Mommy."

He curved his brows and eyes, his pure smile warm enough to touch one's heart.

All of Cheng Wan's sadness turned into tenderness; she hugged Ping'an, "Alright, Ping'an will live with Mommy."

The child was Qin Xingwan's wish, and all Cheng Wan could do was raise this child to adulthood.

She coaxed Wen Ping'an to go play with the servant, while she went to the balcony to call Wen Lvzhong.

Wen Lvzhong had just learned about the matter and was very surprised.

As it happened, he had just finished with the case in his hands and was planning to return to the Wen Family to pick up Ping'an and have him stay with him for a few days.

At this moment, he was already on his way to the Wen Family.

Upon arriving at the Wen Family, Wen Lvzhong went straight to Old Madam Wen.

Only after asking did he find out that it was Madam Wen who had taken Wen Ping'an out.

Although Wen Lvzhong had not pursued a political career as the family had hoped, he was, after all, the eldest son of the family, and Wen Ping'an was his son; Old Madam Wen had assumed that her daughter-in-law must like this grandson, so when Madam Wen wanted to take Wen Ping'an out, she had agreed.

Yet she did not know how Wen Ping'an had ended up with Chu Li.

"Go call Madam here," Old Madam Wen said, her anger stirred.

Soon, Madam Wen arrived.

Old Madam Wen was spirited and full of vigor, her face dark and exceptionally stern.

"I am asking you, where is Ping'an?"

Madam Wen was very calm: "When I was taking Ping'an shopping, I ran into President Chu, and President Chu said that Miss Cheng missed her son, so he took him away."

Wen Lvzhong saw through Madam Wen's lie at a glance.

His heart ached with anxiety, "Mom, that is my son."

Madam Wen forced a smile, "Of course, Ping'an is also my grandson."

Wen Lvzhong laughed mockingly.

Grandson?

They had never once treated Ping'an as a child of the Wen Family.

Madam Wen was already feeling guilty, and being provoked by her son's laughter, her tears fell instantly.

"Lvzhong, you have guarded that child for three years; that is enough. Now that he has someone to look after him, you should consider your own life's major events."

Wen Lvzhong was the most promising child of this generation in the Wen Family, and since he had studied law, if he were to enter politics, there was still time.

And Wen Ping'an could not remain in the Wen Family.

"Son, just agree to Mom and listen to the family's arrangements."

Madam Wen burst into tears.

Old Madam Wen understood her daughter-in-law's character and sighed, "It was I who didn't realize that you don't like Ping'an at all."

Madam Wen's tone was full of bitterness: "I do like him."

That was Wen Lvzhong's son, her grandson; how could she not like him?

She had simply chosen her son instead.

Wen Lvzhong interrupted Madam Wen, "Back then, what exactly happened? Tell me."

He did not remember the events of three years ago and had been trying to find that memory.

Now it seemed that Madam Wen must know something.

Madam Wen sobbed, but she did not say a single word.

Wen Lvzhong remained silent; his mind was in such turmoil that he simply left.

Madam Wen stumbled after him for two steps, covering her face as tears slipped through her fingers.

Back then, it was she who had personally taken people to Bali Town and had them knock him unconscious.

But if she hadn't done that, he would have died.

Cheng Wan received a call from Wen Lvzhong, learned the ins and outs of the matter, and also fell silent.

She looked at Wen Ping'an through the balcony door, her eyes softening, "Since that is the case, just stay by my side."

She hung up the phone.

Wen Ping'an ran onto the balcony holding a paper airplane, his eyes bright, "Mommy, it's a plane."

Cheng Wan put away all her thoughts, patted Wen Ping'an's little head, and praised him in a soft voice.

"Ping'an is truly amazing."

Wen Ping'an ran back and forth on the balcony happily, holding the airplane.

"In the future, I'm going to fold many, many paper airplanes for my little sister."

Cheng Wan's eyes stung, and she nearly shed tears.

After playing for a while, a servant came over to remind them, "Miss Cheng, the wind is chilly; Young Master Ping'an needs to be careful."

Cheng Wan agreed immediately and brought Wen Ping'an into the living room.

The balcony door closed.

Downstairs, by the side of the road outside the villa.

Chu Li withdrew his gaze, a careless sneer on his lips.

Look, when she is alone, she will stand on the balcony in the wind for a long time, never minding that she is still pregnant.

But with Wen Ping'an here, she immediately transforms into a warm and attentive mother.

This is the difference between love and lack thereof.

Assistant Wu saw that Chu Li's expression was unpleasant and said cautiously, "You could explain it clearly to your wife; your purpose in bringing Young Master Ping'an over was for the sake of your wife's health."

It was not at all what one would call a threat.

A hint of sarcasm appeared on Chu Li's stern face, "Let her think what she wants."

In any case, in her heart, he is already a person guilty of all evils.

Whether he explains or not, the result is the same.

Wen Ping'an took a bath and flopped onto the large, soft bed.

He pestered Cheng Wan, asking her to read him a bedtime story.

Cheng Wan pulled him into her arms; having no storybooks at hand, she picked up a book on perfumery she often read and slowly read it to him.

As Wen Ping'an listened, he drifted off into dreamland.

Cheng Wan helped him tuck in the quilt just as a call from Wen Lvzhong came in.

He asked, "Is he still being obedient?"

Cheng Wan's voice was soft: "Mm, very obedient."

Wen Lvzhong's voice was very heavy as he recounted what Madam Wen had done; he was very remorseful and would come to take Wen Ping'an away as soon as possible.

Cheng Wan gave a bitter smile; she had thought that entrusting Wen Ping'an to Old Madam Wen would surely ensure Ping'an was protected.

But she had forgotten that, apart from Old Madam Wen, the Wen Family all disliked Wen Ping'an.

In the eyes of the Wen Family, Qin Xingwan had ruined Wen Lvzhong's future, and Wen Ping'an was nothing but a burden.

"Stay with me for now." Cheng Wan looked at the sleeping child, her tone soft, "Anyway, sooner or later, I was going to take him away."