Chapter 251 - Chapter 251: Unless There Was Someone Exactly Like Wen Zhanyan!

Chapter 251: Unless There Was Someone Exactly Like Wen Zhanyan!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio   Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

In terms of ruthlessness, Wen Jin was ruthless.

Wen Zhanyan embodied a gentler form of ruthlessness, making you believe that Wen Zhanyan was entirely harmless while you met an inexplicable demise.

Therefore, Shen Bin hung up the phone faster than anyone else.

After Shen Bin hung up the phone, Wen Jin looked down at the video on his phone. The video flashed by in less than a second, a fleeting glimpse so subtle that an ordinary person wouldn’t even recognize it.

The live chat comments below were all about an underage individual becoming a streamer.

After all, the figure in the video didn’t resemble an adult.

Most importantly, within that one-second clip, only the lower half of the face was visible. Wen Jin could unmistakably confirm that it was Wen Zhanyan.

If it wasn’t Wen Zhanyan, it would have to be someone who bore an identical resemblance.

For some inexplicable reason, as Wen Jin contemplated this possibility, his first thought was the little boy who had briefly flashed past behind the curtain that day.

This train of thought made Wen Jin’s expression even more enigmatic.

One hand remained on the steering wheel, while the other repeatedly watched the video.

Interestingly, Wen Jin was also familiar with the Pikachu pajama set. Yu Anwan had prepared it for Wen Zhanyan, and Wen Zhanyan had a strong preference for it, refusing to take it off.

What Shen Bin could think of, Wen Jin could too. Wen Ye had a particular interest in games, and all his investments were in this realm, which explained why he was financially strapped.

Wen Jin was also well aware of the close relationship between Wen Ye and Wen Zhanyan, the uncle and nephew shared a strong bond.

However, Wen Ye wasn’t currently at the Wen family mansion. He was in his apartment. Wen Zhanming had returned, and Wen Ye wouldn’t willingly visit the Wen family mansion to be scolded. It was more comfortable to stay in his apartment.

Yet, if Wen Zhanyan were to leave the Wen family mansion, the bodyguards would promptly inform Wen Jin.

Contemplating this, Wen Jin’s expression grew even more reserved as he skillfully concealed his emotions.

Subsequently, Wen Jin started the engine, placed his phone aside, and calmly drove away.

At the same time, inside the villa.

“Mommy, daddy just left,” Yu Xiaobao leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, peering through the curtain’s gap while conversing with Yu Anwan.

Yu Anwan, immersed in reviewing documents, emitted a perfunctory hum, clearly unwilling to address Wen Jin’s departure.

“Daddy must be waiting for mommy to go out. I’ve been watching daddy outside for at least twenty minutes.” Yu Xiaobao observed.

Her little head nodded in affirmation.

Yu Anwan couldn’t even summon the effort to respond. She continued to lower her head and rapidly flipped through her iPad.

However, Yu Xiaobao swiftly rose from the carpet and dashed toward Yu Anwan, colliding into her embrace.

The TV still aired episodes of the “Paw Patrol”.

Yu Anwan, feeling helpless, hugged Yu Xiaobao and remarked, “Xioabao, you’re hindering my reading.”

“Mommy, didn’t you say that if daddy knew how to cook, you’d marry daddy even if you had to swallow your pride?” Yu Xiaobao appeared to suddenly recollect something. She blinked her large, grape-like eyes and earnestly gazed at Yu Anwan.

Yu Anwan was rendered speechless.

Did she utter those words? Huh? It seemed like she had casually mentioned it.

After all, in Yu Anwan’s memory, Wen Jin was someone who never ventured into the kitchen. How could he know how to cook?

However, these words were now akin to a massive boulder that had fallen squarely onto Yu Anwan’s foot.

“Mommy?” Nevertheless, Yu Xiaobao felt compelled to remind Yu Anwan calmly.

“No, I never said that.” In any case, Yu Anwan would adamantly deny it.

Yu Xiaobao let out an “oh”, elongating her voice, and proceeded to add, “Mommy, people who lie have very long noses.”

Yu Anwan instinctively touched her nose.

Yu Xiaobao nudged Yu Anwan and continued, “Mommy, what do you think we should do if daddy finds out about Dabao one day?” “Impossible!” Yu Anwan refuted this without hesitation.

Yu Xiaobao remained silent.

It was hard to say. After all, Wen Zhanyan and Yu Dabao had been constantly switching identities, and it was possible that they might slip up at some point.

There were no secrets that could be kept forever, and Wen Jin was not someone to be taken lightly.

Yu Xiaobao was not optimistic about the situation.

At that moment, Wen Jin had already driven back to the Wen family mansion. He did so discreetly as if the conversation with Shen Bin had never happened.

“Eldest Young Master.” The butler greeted Wen Jin as he saw him return.

It was already 10:10 p.m.

Wen Jin glanced at his wristwatch, and inquired casually, “Where is Zhanyan?”

“The Young Master has been in his room.” The butler reported Wen Zhanyan’s status with meticulous detail.

Wen Jin simply acknowledged with a nod and proceeded calmly toward Wen Zhanyan’s room.

This indicated that Wen Zhanyan had never left the Wen family mansion.

Wen Jin remained composed on the surface. Upon reaching Wen Zhanyan’s room, he knocked on the door.

At that moment, Wen Zhanyan had not retired for the night. Soon, his voice came from inside, “Come in.”

Wen Jin entered the room.

A quick scan of the room revealed that it was business as usual. There was no sign of a game, let alone a live game stream. Like himself, Wen Zhanyan didn’t seem particularly interested in gaming.

“Daddy?” Wen Zhanyan noticed Wen Jin’s unusual demeanor and asked with a furrowed brow.

“Haven’t you gone to bed yet?” Wen Jin asked casually.

“Getting ready,” Wen Zhanyan replied briefly, paying no further attention to Wen Jin.

Wen Jin didn’t mind. He glanced around and noticed that Wen Zhanyan was working on some exercises. He would continue when he had more time. Wen Jin calculated silently.

The fact that Wen Zhanyan needed so much time for these exercises raised questions. What did it imply?

It meant that Wen Zhanyan couldn’t possibly be participating in a live broadcast. He had been in his room all along. So, who was the person livestreaming with Wen Ye in his apartment?

Why did that person look so remarkably similar to Wen Zhanyan?

Once the seeds of doubt were sown, they tended to grow uncontrollably.

Wen Zhanyan furrowed his brows when he noticed Wen Jin’s continued scrutiny. “Daddy, did I do something wrong?”

“No, you didn’t,” Wen Jin replied calmly.

With just a glance, he knew that Wen Zhanyan hadn’t done anything wrong.

“Then why are you staring at my computer?” Wen Zhanyan asked directly.

Wen Jin retracted his gaze and didn’t evade the question. “I was checking how long it would take you to finish.”

“Oh,” Wen Zhanyan responded dismissively, then proceeded to ignore Wen Jin.

He stood up, making it clear that he intended to freshen up and send Wen Jin on his way.

However, Wen Jin continued to stand his ground without any change in demeanor.

Wen Zhanyan looked at Wen Jin and asked bluntly, “Is there something else?”

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