35 The First Day of Living Together

"Come in!"

Wen Ning opened her own villa and invited Yan Heng into the house awkwardly.

Looking at the furnishings in the room, Yan Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "The furnishings here… haven't changed much. But… it's been a long time since anyone has stayed here, right?"

Yan Heng had visited Wen Ning's house many times when he was young, so he was very familiar with everything in the villa.

Wen Ning nodded. "After I returned to the country, I stayed at Feifei's house with Wen Li. After all, it's more convenient, with her around to take care of him."

Yan Heng nodded and said, "Now, you and Wen Li can come back to live here. I'm jobless now, so I have a lot of time to take care of Wen Li."

Wen Ning hesitated for a moment before saying, "Feifei is taking good care of him. You can just stay here peacefully with no one else living here."

When Yan Heng heard that, he stood up and shook his head. "In that case, I won't disturb you. I'll go to a random park or a trash can to stay in. After all… I'm still not used to accepting others' charity with a clear conscience."

Hearing this, Wen Ning felt helpless. What she was most afraid of was hurting Yan Heng's fragile self-esteem.

"Alright, I'll bring Wen Li back to stay. For the next period of time, I'll have to trouble you to take care of Wen Li!"

"No problem!" Yan Heng immediately grinned.

When she called Jiang Feifei and told her that she wanted to take Wen Li home, Jiang Feifei was also surprised.

"Has your father woken up?"

"Not yet…"

Wen Ning did not know how to explain to Jiang Feifei that Yan Heng had moved into her house. Should she tell her that they might have to maintain this "cohabitation" arrangement in the future?

She found a random excuse to cover up this matter. Wen Ning also told herself that when the company did well, she would help Yan Heng buy a house that was similar to his previous villa and return his favor.

At that time, she would be able to get Yan Heng to move out without feeling guilty.

...

It was Wen Ning's first day back at the Wen Corporation. When everyone in the company had left, she was still at work.

It wasn't that she was busy with work, but… she didn't know how to face Yan Heng, who was waiting for her at home.

This feeling was like a husband waiting for his wife to come home from work. It was very strange! It also made Wen Ning feel at a loss.

It was not until Wen Li called and asked Wen Ning when she was returning that Wen Ning packed her things and drove home.

She would have to face it sooner or later.

"I'm back!"

After opening the door, Wen Ning tried her best to make her greeting sound more natural.

Wen Li jumped down from the sofa and threw himself into Wen Ning's arms. Wen Li spoke very little. The way he expressed his love was usually this heart-warming hug.

Since Yan Heng did not appear, Wen Ning was a little puzzled. She then asked Wen Li softly, "Where's Uncle?"

Wen Li pointed in the direction of the kitchen, but before he could retract his little finger, Yan Heng had already walked out of the kitchen with a plate.

"You've worked hard. Let's eat!"

Wen Ning nodded.

This feeling of being family grew stronger! Especially when the three of them sat at the dining table and ate together.

At one point, Wen Ning even thought of telling Yan Heng that Wen Li was Yan Heng's biological son.

However, this thought only flashed through her mind for a moment before she dismissed it. If she told him now, wouldn't it be a greater blow? He had just lost his company, his everything. How would he react to fathering a son he didn't know he had?

During dinner time, Wen Ning had countless thoughts flashing through her mind.

After dinner, Wen Ning coaxed Wen Li to sleep and returned to her room. Lying on the bed, she felt exhausted.

It was just a meal but it seemed even more tiring than handling documents for a day!

There would be many more days like this in the future. How should she adapt?

In a trance, Wen Ning heard a click. Her eyes widened instantly and she looked towards the door.

The door was pushed open and Yan Heng walked in with a towel wrapped around him.