Mu looked at Wesley, not wanting to say a word.

At this moment, his heart could only be described by the word "complicated".

Wesley's upbringing lacked the companionship of the game and was not familiar with it, so there were some questions that he still had to turn to Mu for help.

He touched the little one's hand, "Is Yuna online?"

Emily let out a "Hmph" and turned her head to the side, "I won't tell you if I don't tell you, hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph!"

Wesley raised an eyebrow, "I don't necessarily need your help."

He clicked on his friends list and saw Yuna's avatar dark, and this game didn't have a stealth function, so he could probably conclude that Yuna wasn't online.

However, for the next problem, he would really need Emily's help.

Wesley looked at Emily as if nothing had happened just now and asked again, "When does Yuna usually come online?"

Emily spat out her tongue at Wesley, "Even if Auntie Yuna is online, you won't be able to find her!"

"Hmm?" Wesley looked rather curious, "Why?"

Emily gloated and told Wesley, "Because my daddy told the people from the game company that on this game, only I can be good friends with Auntie Yuna, and only I can talk to Auntie Yuna on the game, no one else can, or my daddy will find out!"

"..."

Wesley frowned slightly and imperceptibly.

He must admit that Rowdy s guardedness ... is not generally heavy.

However, if it was him, he would most likely ask Yuna to only play games with him.

In that case, he's not much more democratic than Conrad City ...

At that thought, Wesley's thoughts paused for a moment, and he suddenly realized something--

What Mu just said should not be accurate enough.

What Rowdy had really restricted was Yuna and Emily's game accounts, not Yuna and Emily as two people.

To put it another way, Emily's account could contact Yuna, and as for who was operating the account, whether it was him or Emily, how could Rowdy possibly care?

Of course, Rowdy could check the login IP, and if he found that the IP address didn't match where Emily was, he could conclude that Emily's account wasn't being operated by the brat himself.

But how could Rowdy check Emily's login IP every moment?

Wesley glanced at the brat and rightfully announced, "This game account of yours, belongs to me."

Mu blinked hard, completely unable to believe what she was hearing.

He had been playing this game for a long time and had accumulated a lot of things within it, putting a lot of effort into each and every one of them.

Wesley actually came out and said that his game account belonged to him?

Emily let out a "wow" sound, looking about to burst into tears, looking at Wesley in a resigned manner, his gaze exuding a silent accusation.

Wesley continued in a cloudy manner, "This account of yours, I'll take it, it's useless for you to cry."

Emily immediately cried out, wailing and accusing, "Bad man!" After a pause, he protested unwillingly, "I improperly promised you that you'd give me back my account!"

"I've already decided so, whether you answer or not is your business, I don't care." After thinking about it, Wesley decided to be a little more humane and told the little one, "Don't worry, after Auntie Yuna comes back, I'll return the account to you."

Emily rubbed her eyes and looked at Wesley indignantly, "What do you want my account for?"

"This can't be told to you for now." Wesley glanced at the little one and said faintly, "You're still too young."

The subtext is that you're still stupid and don't need to know that much.

The more Emily thought about it, the more unwilling she was, she grabbed Wesley's arm, bit it hard, "Humph", and said in a very disdainful tone, "I know without you saying it, but I won't tell you either!"

"..."

Wesley only thought that Emily was trying to find a little psychological balance, in reality, the brat didn't know his purpose.

In that case, he didn't have to break up the brat.

But Mu really knew.

Mu knew that Wesley wanted to take away his game account in order to contact Auntie Yuna, because only his account could contact Auntie Yuna on the game.

As for Mousie not telling him the truth ...

Wesley was probably afraid that he wouldn't be able to withstand his daddy's torture when he got home and divulge all his secrets.

In that case, he'd just pretend he didn't know and play along with this weird uncle, huh?

Wesley and Emily each had their own thoughts, but there was another question that Wesley had to go through Emily to know the answer to.

Wesley looked at Emily seriously, "Are you really not going to tell me when Yuna will be online?"

Mu gamely shook her head, "There's no such plan!"

"... "Wesley narrowed his eyes slightly and made a big move, "You're not afraid that I'll return you to Chen Dong?"

"Wow!" Mu yelped, her eyes already holding a layer of tears, "I don't want it!"

"Don't just answer my questions honestly." Wesley gave the brat a warning look, "I can give you one last chance."

Emily flattened his mouth, although reluctant, he was forced to be honest by Wesley's intimidation and obediently answered the question, "Auntie Yuna and I are usually online together. If I'm not home, she shouldn't be in the mood to play games either."

The implication is that it's useless for Wesley to wait wither, and Yuna most likely won't go online.

However, how could such a small problem be difficult for Wesley?

Wesley rolled up a magazine and knocked Emily's head, "When you go back, tell Yuna that your account is mine now and tell her to log into the game."

Mu suddenly thought of something and nodded very cooperatively, "Yes!"

When he got home, he immediately changed his account password so that Wesley couldn't log into his account, hmmm, still he was smart!

Wesley saw through what the brat was thinking and gave him a deep look, "Even if you change your password to a few hundred digits, I can still steal your account, don't waste your efforts. Be obedient, obediently lend me your account, after Yuna comes back, I'll return it to you right away, we don't owe each other anything."

That's right, Mushi can just talk about occupancy as a fair trade.

"..."

Emily looked at Wesley in depression, practically wanting to faint - how did this bad guy know what he was thinking?

Ahhhhhhh!

...

Wesley didn't tangle with Emily anymore, took the tablet upstairs and went straight into the study.

The study is very quiet, floor-to-ceiling windows spread outside a wonderful scenery, late spring and early summer season, everything is flourishing and prosperous, looks spring | light a great.

Wesley looked at Yuna's game profile again, and after a while, he exited the game and began to deal with things.

Yuna, who was far away from the Kent family's old mansion, was oblivious to all of this, and just inexplicably felt upset and irritated.

Emily was in the hands of Wesley, she knew that Emily wouldn't be harmed, it wasn't Emily she was worried about.

She was worried about herself.

Even if Emily was in the hands of Wesley, Rowdy was not willing to let her go.

The only way for her to get out of here was probably to get tough with Rowdy.

However, she couldn't even touch Rowdy right now.

The more Yuna thought about it, the more depressed he became, so he simply didn't get up.

In the end, it was Rowdy who pushed open the door of the room and came in, looking at her with a mischievous face, "Aren't you going to get up?"

When Rowdy contacted Wesley yesterday, Rowdy instantly rejected Wesley's request on the phone, as if he didn't intend to care about Emily.

Afterward, Yuna had a fight with Rowdy, which was one of the main reasons why she didn't want to go downstairs.

Rowdy entered her room, useless as usual.

Yuna rolled over as if she hadn't seen Rowdy, turning her back to Rowdy without saying a word.

Rowdy suppressed the anger in his heart, consumed with patience to advise Yuna, "You can gamble with me, but you shouldn't joke with your own body. Yuna, your current condition is already very bad, if you toss yourself around like this, you will collapse at any time, don't you want to see Emily come back?"

Yuna sat up and looked at Rowdy ridiculously, "Fine, you go and fetch Emily back!"

Almost no one dared to talk to Rowdy like this, but if the object was Yuna, Rowdy could only tolerate it.

Rowdy took out the last of his patience and continued to persuade, "Yuna, it's impossible for me to really not care about Emily, this matter, I have my own plans."

Yuna nodded and looked at Rowdy, "I'm interested in knowing your plan, say it."

"... "Rowdy seemed to be feeling a headache, frowned deeply, and said in a compromising tone, "Yuna, can't you give me some time?"

Yuna laughed coldly, his pretty face indifferent,"I'll give you time, who will give Emily time?"

"..."

Rowdy had no way to refute it, after all, it was an undeniable fact that he didn't care about Emily for the time being.

He didn't say anything else and flung his hand away from Yuna's room.

Yuna had only felt upset just now, but now, the upset had escalated into mania.

She casually picked up the tablet aside and clicked on the game as she usually did out of habit, just in time to see Mu's avatar go dark.

For a moment, Yuna thought he had an illusion, blinking hard, Emily's avatar was indeed dark.

Perhaps it really was just an illusion just now.

Yuna sighed and refreshed the interface, seeing that Emily's login time was a minute ago.

Hey, she wasn't wrong, just now Mu really logged into the game!

Yuna had long known that Wesley wouldn't make things difficult for Emily, but how could she not expect that Wesley would give Emily so much freedom?

Wesley shouldn't be able to imagine that he gave Emily this kind of freedom so she could contact him through the game!

Between them, another chance!

Yuna clutched the tablet, his eyes suddenly hot.

The very fact that there is light at the end of despair is worth moving.