Chapter 66 Peekaboo It's one thing to check a person's identity, but not even...

Wen Qingke thought for a moment. It wouldn't be right for him and Wen Ruo to be home alone during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he decided to bring Wen Han back with him. Luckily, a neighbor was going back to the countryside and offered to give them a free ride. Before leaving, Wen Qingke also brought some fruit and mooncakes from his home; he figured Wen Han had probably eaten quite a bit there.

After finishing their long phone call, it was actually lunchtime. Grandpa Wen saw Wen Han sitting motionless at the table and snorted, "All you do is sit there and wait to be eaten."

Grandma Wen and Wen Ruan were busy in the kitchen. Wen Han said in surprise, "You're just sitting here waiting to eat, while I'm the guest."

Grandma Wen served the braised chicken, glancing at Wen Han: "You ate so many snacks in the morning, how can you eat lunch in the afternoon?"

Wen Han didn't respond because he was indeed a little full.

Grandma Wen was a little cunning when she served the dishes, deliberately placing all the vegetarian dishes near Wen Han and all the meat dishes near Wen Hao. Since the table couldn't be rotated, Wen Han didn't say anything more: "Wen Hao, sit here with me."

"Why should I!"

"Otherwise, what am I supposed to eat? It's all green."

Grandpa Wen coughed and said, "Haohao is too young. You can just stand up and pick up the food."

Wen Ruan knew that the worst outcome of her grandfather's words would be that Wen Han would simply sit at the table to eat, or the table would be completely cleared. She quickly said, "Let me switch seats with Wen Han."

Wen Han frowned after taking a bite, probably because the old man's tongue wasn't as sensitive as it used to be, and the dish he cooked was particularly salty.

Wenhao was used to it. He immediately got up and put both chicken legs into his own bowl, protecting the bowl as if afraid Wenhan would snatch it.

"Brother." Wenhao deliberately picked up a chicken wing and gave it to Wenruan, saying in a coquettish tone, "Here, have this chicken wing."

Seeing this, Grandma Wen praised, "Our Hao Hao has become sensible; he even cares about his older brother."

Wen Han, listening from the side, was practically dying of laughter. If Wen Hao didn't love his brother, why would he give one of the chicken wings to Wen Ruan? But if he did love him, why wouldn't he share a chicken leg with Wen Ruan? Back when she and Wen Ruo were close, Wen Ruo would always give him the chicken leg.

Wenhao was praised by his grandmother, and he waited expectantly for Wenruan to praise him as well. His smug expression made Wenhan's legs itch again.

...It seems I haven't been exercising lately.

Wen Ruan didn't show much expression, she just nodded: "Thank you, Hao Hao."

Wen Hao was satisfied and smiled as he lowered his head to eat, only to find that Wen Han had taken one of his chicken legs.

"My chicken leg!" Wenhao pushed his bowl away and grumbled, "There were only two, and you ate one!"

The chicken leg was too salty and tough, so Wen Han threw it back into Wen Hao's bowl: "It's not good, you can have it."

Looks like I really ate a lot of snacks earlier.

Wen Hao, incredibly audacious, actually pushed Wen Han directly. Caught off guard, Wen Han fell off the chair.

Grandma Wen gave Grandpa Wen a wink, then pulled Wen Hao into her arms with a mischievous grin, saying, "Hey, quick, hide!"

The moment Wen Hao pushed Wen Han, Wen Ruan was so startled that she loosened her grip, and the chopsticks fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Wen Han fell headfirst to the ground. As he lay there, he saw the crystal chandelier above him swaying.

The pain in the back of Wen Han's head kept her still for a while. Wen Ruan ran over to check on her and saw Wen Han with her hands calmly placed at her sides, her eyes smiling. Then she suddenly looked at him.

Wen Ruan was startled and took a step back. Wen Han sat up; his ears were still ringing, but his mind was perfectly clear.

Just now, when Wenhao ran up the stairs, he glanced back at him with a gloating look. Wen Han looked at each of the closed doors.

Grandpa and Grandma Wen sat and ate their meal without saying a word when Wen Han got up.

Wen Ruan swallowed hard and silently closed the kitchen door, but Wen Han took the cat upstairs.

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Wen Han slowly opened each door. Grandpa Wen knew that Wen Hao would lock the doors, so he didn't pay any attention.

Wenhao hid in the room, still chuckling to himself. After all, there was more than one locked room in the house.

Wen Han tried to open the door, but couldn't. He knocked first and said, "Open the door."

Seeing that her grandparents were still eating peacefully, Wen Ruan pretended not to hear them, guessing that they still thought Wen Han was the same elementary school student she used to be.

With a loud bang, Grandpa Wen finally looked up. Wen Han kicked the door open with minimal effort; it wasn't this room.

If you can't find it, then you'll have to try them one by one.

"Why are you looking at me?" Wen Han smiled at them. "Didn't your grandson want to play hide-and-seek with me?"

Wen Hao naturally heard the door being kicked open. He hesitated for a moment. If he waited for Wen Han to come and trap him in the room, he would be in big trouble. It would be best to run outside while Wen Han wasn't paying attention.

He quietly unlocked the door, and when there was no sound outside, he boldly opened it, only to find Wen Han standing right there waiting for him.

"ah!"

Grandma Wen then put down her chopsticks and ran upstairs with Grandpa Wen. Wen Ruan, afraid that Wen Han would punish him as well, followed slowly behind.

Wenhao then realized he was scared. In a panic, he opened the window and threatened, "If you dare come any closer, I'll jump!"

Wen Han was amused by him. They even installed burglar bars on the windows. Where was Wen Hao going to jump from?

When Wen Qingke arrived, he saw Wen Hao sitting on a platform extending from the security window, crying and making a scene. Wen Han had somehow found a water gun and was continuously firing at Wen Hao.

Grandpa Wen was extremely anxious, but a large, ferocious cat was sitting at the door, so he didn't dare to go in.

Wen Qingke shouted, "Hanhan, stop playing! This is dangerous!"

Wen Han's head popped out of the window, and the next second Wen Qingke and Wen Ruo were doused with cold water.

When Grandma Wen heard Wen Qingke's voice, she quickly called Wen Ruan downstairs to open the door for him.

"Dad, what brings you here?"

Wen Qingke wiped the water from his head: "I came to pick you up and take you back. What's going on?"

"...It's a long story."

When Wen Han got tired of playing, she simply reached out and pulled the little brat out from the corner of the security window.

"Where should I leave him?" Wen Han hummed a song.

Um?

Standing on the stairs, you can see the front door; it wasn't closed when Wen Qingke came in. There's a luxury car parked outside the villa, but Wen Qingke definitely didn't come in that. So who was it?

Gu Cheng rushed in and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wen Ruan safe and sound downstairs. Wen Ruan asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

Gu Cheng said with an unfriendly expression, "I heard Wen Han talking to that bastard on the phone, and I was worried that he might bully you."

He was taken aback when he saw the Wen family father and son with their clothes soaked: "Isn't today the Mid-Autumn Festival? Why does your family look like it's celebrating the Water Splashing Festival?"

Wen Han frowned as she looked at the people blocking the door. Why was Gu Cheng, that unlucky guy, disturbing her vacation?

Liu Chuanze exclaimed happily, "Wen Han!"

"Ah!" Thankfully, Liu Chuanze was among those who came. Overjoyed, Wen Han let go of his hand, flicked the stray hairs from her grasp, and ran downstairs. "Why are you here?"

Liu Chuanze automatically ignored the fact that Wen Han had been dragging a wet person along: "Well, that has something to do with your cat."

"A cat?" Wen Han called out, "Fat Nai'er, come here!"

"Look, there it is, this cat is amazing."

Yanagawa couldn't connect the giant cat with the kitten in the photo.

"You came all this way just to see a cat?" Wen Han frowned. "What's so interesting about a cat?"

"Gu Zong said this is his cat and even sent someone to pick it up. I thought you were here, so I came too."

Impossible. Wen Han had seen a picture of that gray cat at Wan Wan's house. The cat looked only slightly larger than the palm of his hand, and apart from both being gray cats, it had no resemblance to his Fei Nai'er.

"You must have made a mistake—" Fatty Nai'er suddenly struggled in Wen Han's arms, and Wen Han couldn't hold her anymore. "What's wrong with you?"

Gu Cheng was still bothering Wen Ruan when a giant cat knocked him upside down, sending cat hair flying everywhere.

The human and the cat fought fiercely, like sworn enemies.

Wen Han: "......."

Liu Chuanze: "Can you still be sure your cat isn't Gu Zong's cat?"

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Wen Qingke felt a little awkward: "Hanhan, this isn't really someone else's cat, is it?"

Seeing the way Fatty Nai stared at Gu Cheng, it was as if she wanted to scratch him, and Wen Han guessed that she was pretty much right. But he didn't want to give Fatty Nai back, so he stubbornly said, "Impossible, the body sizes are different."

Liu Chuanze covered his mouth and whispered, "Gu Zong's cat has even had its DNA tested."

What's wrong with Gu Zong? He keeps asking for DNA tests all the time. It's one thing to test people, but he even tests cats!

If a DNA test were conducted, Wen Han knew that arguing would be useless: "Well, perhaps that's possible."

Gu Cheng disliked the cat and was very reluctant to take it back. He wouldn't have taken on this task if it weren't for Wen Ruan.

On the contrary, Wen Ruan really liked the cat. Not because the cat was particularly cute, but because since Fei Nai'er came, the chances of cockroaches appearing in the house had greatly decreased.

"Then let's go back together," Liu Chuanze comforted him. "Anyway, he's very busy. Maybe when he sees that the cat looks different from what he remembers, he won't want to keep it anymore."

"Can we wait until the next holiday?" Wen Han planned to secretly send the cat to Jing Yu's house when he got back, and then say that Fei Nai'er had run away and couldn't be found. Then he would go to Jing's house every weekend to pet the cat. "I'm on vacation right now."

"A vacation?" Yanagawa asked, puzzled. "But this isn't exactly a tourist attraction."

Grandpa and Grandma Wen looked very unhappy. They wished they could send Wen Han away immediately and kept giving Wen Qingke meaningful glances.

"Hanhan, let's come again next time."

Wen Han sighed: "Alright, I'll pack my things."

So the group watched as Wen Han swept up the table and the refrigerator, filled a suitcase to the brim, and carried two large bags in her hands.

Wen Qingke trembled and said, "Hanhan, let's not take this."

Wen Han completely ignored him: "Liu Chuanze, help me carry this so I can hug the cat."

"Okay," Liu Chuanze said obediently. "I'll put it in the trunk for you."

Sigh, they're both middle school students, how come there's such a big difference? Wen Han even felt a little sorry for Wen Ruan. With a stupid younger brother and a stupid husband, how will she live in the future?

Wen Hao's chest heaved, but he had just been thoroughly disciplined by Wen Han, so he huddled in Grandma Wen's arms and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Grandpa Wen sighed to Wen Qingke, "You'd better keep a close eye on him from now on, don't let him come again, he almost bullied Hao Hao to death."

While they were arguing, Wen Han took all the remote controls with her.

Liu Chuanze asked, "Who are they? Your relatives?"

“You two are so sensitive,” Wen Han whispered. “Sigh, you’ll have to figure out how I can keep this cat.”