There are many of the most central and lively tourist attractions in northern Beijing. The three-year-old cub likes to go out and play with his father and doesn’t want to go home.

    Wen Tian rubbed his head and said with a smile, “No, Dad will take you to play.”

    The mobile phone reminders suddenly kept ringing. Wen Tian opened the phone and a hot search for “Wen Tian worships Buddha” popped up.

    Wen Tian’s face changed and looked around vigilantly.

    The hot search was friendly, but if someone knew the whereabouts of him and the cub, it would inevitably be dangerous. Wen Tian, ​​who had just agreed to take the cub to play, immediately looked embarrassed.

    The two-year-old cub’s eyes drooped sadly, and he asked cautiously, “Daddy?”

    “Baby, don’t play anymore,” seeing Wen Tian’s resistance, the little cub said very sensibly, “Let’s go home.”

    Wen Tian’s heart softened.

    He squatted down, showed the hot search on the phone to the cub, and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, Dad didn’t protect you well, and someone else found out, but Dad promised you that Dad will take you out to play next weekend, okay?”

    The little cub nodded his fluffy head and held Wen Tian’s finger obediently, “Okay.”

    But the three-year-old cub didn’t know how to hide his emotions. There was soft sadness in his little baby voice, and he couldn’t help but reach out and rub his wet eyes.

    Wen Tian felt pain in his heart, and he was at a loss.

    Not far away, several girls who found them through the trending searches waved happily, “Wife, is it really my wife?”

    The voice was quite loud and immediately attracted the attention of many people around, “Wen Tian? Is it Wen Tian? Oh, this is the first time I see a real star, can we take a photo together?”

    Wen Tian hardened his heart, picked up his son and was about to run away.

    However, there were still a few relentless young men who chased after him, “Hey, why are you running? Are you so disrespectful? Why are you putting on airs? Really!”

    Wen Tian ran even faster.

    The red light at the intersection came on, and he stopped with his son with his heart pounding, but those men still chased after him, “What’s wrong, you don’t give face, right? Do you really think you are a big star?”

    The other party reached out to pull Wen Tian’s clothes. Wen Tian dodged with his son and pulled down the schoolbag full of mineral water and snacks behind him with one hand.

    He swung it in a circle and threw it up, which was also amazing.

    Just then, a familiar Land Rover quickly stopped in front of him. The driver and bodyguard in a black suit jumped down from the driver’s seat, one in each hand, and threw out all the restless young people.

    “A Tian, ​​get in the car.” The rear window fell down, revealing Jiang Han’s slightly tired handsome face.

    Wen Tian had no choice but to rush into the car with his baby in his arms.

    “Jiang!” The little baby was very happy, and called out in a clear and crisp voice, but he braked suddenly and changed “Jiang Dad” to “Uncle Jiang!”

    Jiang Han held him in one hand, and looked at Wen Tian with a smile in his narrow eyes, “Teacher Wen, you bought so many bracelets, do you have any for me?”

    Wen Tian: … …

    Wen Tian snatched the baby back and put it in his arms, muttering softly.

    Jiang Han didn’t hear clearly, but just looking at him mumbling guiltily, the smile on his lips slowly expanded.

    The driver got in the car quickly and took them away from the place of trouble with a foot on the accelerator.

    Wen Tian thought about it, and took out a bracelet and handed it over, “Here, it’s for you.”

    Jiang Han pursed his lips and handed over one hand, “My arm is injured and it’s inconvenient, please help me put it on, Teacher Wen.”

    Wen Tian glanced at Jiang Han’s arm that was still in a cast, and the inexplicable emotions in his heart became even more intense.

    He lowered his eyes, stared at Jiang Han’s bony palm, and carefully put on the bracelet.

    Wen Tian’s fingers were slender and white, as if they were exquisite works of art made of white glass. Because of doing housework for many years, there were thin calluses on the fingertips and joints, adding a little broken imperfection.

    Jiang Han stared at the white fingers that complemented the dark blue and gold glass, and suddenly asked, “Teacher Wen, why is there a tattoo here?”

    A small wing tattoo emerged from the base of the white index finger, beautiful and shocking.

    Wen Tian thought for a while, “I forgot, I guess I just thought it was fun.”

    Jiang Han’s eyes condensed.

    The air conditioning in the car was just right. The sweaty baby swung his short legs comfortably in Wen Tian’s arms.

    Wen Tian brought snacks and yogurt to the baby, and his mood calmed down in the cool air conditioning.

    After hesitating for a moment, Wen Tian said, “Last time you came to my house for dinner, you said, let me get to know you first.”

    Jiang Han turned his wrist and admired the bracelet on his wrist with shining eyes, “Well, so does Teacher Wen know me?”

    “…Maybe, but only a little bit,” Wen Tian took a breath and frowned unconsciously, “But I have no choice.” Wen Tian asked, “Do you know Lin Qing’s mother?”

    Jiang Han looked up quietly.

    Wen Tian continued, “Lin Qing is in such a big trouble now. If you don’t do anything, Mrs. Lin will definitely find a way to save him.”

    “If I remember correctly, it will be Mrs. Lin’s birthday party soon, Mr. Jiang, have you received the invitation?”

    Jiang Han’s eyes surged, and a complex emotion that Wen Tian couldn’t understand flashed across his deep eyes.

    “Got it,” Jiang Han nodded, “I’ve agreed.”

    Wen Tian became anxious for no reason.

    Although his eyes were always on the baby who was eating the cookies like a hamster, his mind was complicated like a mess.

    Jiang Han agreed? Jiang Han will attend Lin’s mother’s birthday party like in the original plot?

    Even if the plot is changed, there will definitely be similar situations in the birthday party. For example, he can probably guess that the plot in the original text where Lin Qing was drugged may be that Lin Qing took the drug himself to force Jiang Han to submit.

    But what is Jiang Han thinking… How does he feel about the protagonist being treated?

    Wen Tian didn’t trust him that much, but the heart that originally just wanted Jiang Han to be free has completely changed to-he wants to tell Jiang Han everything.

    Even if it is a false plot, he doesn’t want Jiang Han to have anything to do with Lin Qing anymore.

    Wen Tian bit his lips tightly, and his soft lips were soon bitten with a deep red mark.

    “Teacher Wen,” Jiang Han suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed Wen Tian’s lips with his fingertips, and said in a deep voice, “Let go.”

    The warm fingertips pressed against the lips, pressing down the delicate soft flesh into a shallow arc.

    Wen Tian opened his eyes wide and looked at him in surprise.

    Jiang Han’s Adam’s apple rolled, and he quickly withdrew his hand and said in a light voice, “Teacher Wen, since you want to cooperate, please give me the greatest trust.”

    Jiang Han looked at him and smiled helplessly, “I have done so much, but I still can’t make Teacher Wen trust me wholeheartedly.”

    Wen Tian was touched in the heart and exhaled softly.

    “Okay, then I tell you, at Lin’s mother’s birthday banquet, Lin Qing will take some measures to force you to reconcile,” Wen Tian calmed down and said word by word, “I don’t want you to be involved with him again.”