What troublesome fickleness, in an instant, vanished and ceased to exist.

Yuna's entire body relaxed, and a smile surfaced at the corner of his lips at an unknown time.

She clicked on the dialog box with Mu and typed word by word-

"Mu, are you okay? I miss you."

"Is Uncle Hayes there? You give him the computer, I have something to find him."

Well, she couldn't help herself and started looking for Mousie in her second sentence.

In fact ... first sentence is pretty much what you're looking for.

The message was quickly sent successfully, but Yuna did not receive a reply.

No wonder, Emily's avatar is dark, he's already offline, right?

It didn't matter, for now, she just prayed that before she came back, Mu would log into the game again.

In that case, she and Wesley could get in touch in a way that no one else would think of.

Yuna was looking forward to Emily's reply, looking at Emily's gray avatar, his heartbeat surprisingly began to thump faster, like a young girl in the beginning of her love affair stumbled upon the male god of her heart by chance, looking forward to meeting his eyes and looking forward to communicating with him ...

Hey, is this ... too childish?

...

While Yuna was apprehensive and anticipating in the Kent family's old mansion, on this side of the suburban villa, Aunt Helen just happened to come back from grocery shopping.

The old man has been dealing with the kitchen for a lifetime, and has long practiced a pair of fiery eyes with experience, picking back vegetables and fruits so fresh that they can drip out of water.

As soon as Emily saw Aunt Helen, she immediately ran over with her legs spread out, "Grandma Helen!"

"Hey!" Aunt Helen answered, then swept around the living room, "Are you the only one? How come no one is playing with you?"

"Uncle Hayes doesn't have time, and the other uncles have to be busy too." Emily thought for a moment and said with great backbone, "Even if Uncle Hayes has time, I don't want him to play with me!"

Mu had always felt that he was the little trickster.

But when it came to Wesley, he was so defeated that he was not happy!

Aunt Helen sensed the abnormality and asked in a gentle manner, "What's going on with you and Uncle Hayes again?"

The old man is also confused.

Wesley more than thirty years old, he said himself that he has passed the age stage of impulsive temper, there is something directly to the other side of the whole person to solve it, save time and effort.

However, when it comes to Emily, Wesley is childish, always likes to tease Emily, and must tease the child until he gets angry before he will give up.

Aunt Helen couldn t help but sigh and finally realized - there is no such thing as a mature person in this world, just that he has not yet met the ... child who made him childish.

"Grandma Helen, I can help you cook!" Emily raised her hand and leapt to try, "I can wash the dishes oh!"

"Good." Aunt Helen freed a hand and led Emily into the kitchen, "Then you can help me wash the dishes."

Aunt Helen had bought quite a few vegetables, and there were some that needed to be carefully cleaned, so he soaked them in lightly salted water first, and took only the ones that were easy to clean and gave them to Emily.

Emily wasn't tall enough to even turn on the faucet, and Aunt Helen was just about to say forget it and let him go out to play, when the little guy dragged over a short stool, stepped on it all at once, and carefully began to wash the dishes.

Aunt Helen smiled, didn't say anything else, and started to prepare lunch.

As Wesley descended the stairs, he smelled an aroma of food from afar.

This aroma, he had smelled it for more than thirty years, he couldn't be more familiar with it, he didn't need to guess that it was Aunt Helen.

But where did that little brat Emily go?

Wesley searched around the living room, but in the end it was his men who told him, "Emily and Aunt Helen are in the kitchen, giving Aunt Helen a hand."

At first, when they heard that Emily was Rowdy's son, the people under Wesley were more or less distant from the brat, but in just half a day, the brat gained the crowd's favor by being cute.

Wesley had to admit that "moe" was also a kind of terrible power.

Wesley followed the scent into the kitchen, where Aunt Helen just happened to plate a pot of braised pork.

Emily's eyes glowed as he stared at the plate of braised pork and let out a "wow" sound, gulping hard, a little loud, but it didn't make people think it was impolite, instead, it accentuated his cuteness.

A good face naturally beautifies one's behavior as well.

Wesley thought for a while and came to a conclusion - in fact, fate hadn't really been harsh on Emily, at least it had given him a face that was good for both men and women.

Aunt Helen knew that the little guy was craving, smiled, picked up a piece of braised pork, blew it cool and sent it to the little guy's mouth, "Here, help Grandma Helen try the flavor."

"Well!" Mu, of course, was happy to do so, and nodded vigorously, "Yes." After saying that, opening his mouth with anticipation -

Wesley saw the right moment, walked over, took the braised pork in Aunt Helen's hand, and ate it.

Aunt Helen and Emily looked at Wesley who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, their faces were all covered with incredulity, and they froze, unable to understand how Wesley appeared out of nowhere.

For a moment the air fell into an eerie silence.

Wesley swallowed the braised pork and looked at Aunt Helen, giving a high degree of affirmation, "Aunt Helen, the flavor is very good."

Mu flattened his mouth and turned to hug Aunt Helen, almost crying, "Grandma Helen, I never want to see Uncle Hayes again."

Wesley looked at the brat's head and said nonchalantly, "You're in my house, so if you don't want to see me, you'll have to leave."

Emily let out a "humph", "I'll leave! If Grandma Helen isn't at your house, I don't want to stay here!" After saying that, as if she was unwilling, she made a face at Wesley.

Wesley tsked, "Bastard."

Mu's reaction was not normally quick, and she choked back without thinking, "Stinky uncle!"

Aunt Helen laughed on the sidelines and shook her head to go serve the food, leaving Wesley and Emily to continue arguing.

He didn't tell Wesley that this kind of small quarrel was the fireworks of the earth, the small pleasures of life.

This would have been perfect if Yuna had been there.

Unfortunately, Yuna doesn't know when he'll be back.

After dinner, while Aunt Helen went to get something, Wesley carried Emily over and looked at him and asked, "Did you tell Grandma Helen yourself, or do you need me to pass it on? I don't mind helping you."

Mu knew what Wesley was referring to.

He's going back.

It was impossible for him to hide this matter from Grandma Helen.

"I'll do it myself!" Mu looked at Wesley, obviously sad but still maintaining her pride, "Don't want you to help me!"

"Uh-huh." Wesley nodded his head in a cloudy manner, "That's for the best." After saying that, he sat down on the sofa and casually flipped open a magazine to look at it.

Mu hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to go and say goodbye to Aunt Helen.

Aunt Helen couldn't let go of Emily either, but Emily had her own home and family, what right did they, unrelated outsiders, have to stop a child from going home?

"Grandma Helen," Emily asked in a milky voice, "Will you miss me when I go back?"

"Of course." Auntie Chou gave the little one a hug, "I'm going to miss you so much."

"Hey!" Mu finally laughed out and hugged Aunt Helen just as very hard, but her voice was tinted with sadness, "I'm going to miss you too."

Seeing that it was almost time, Wesley walked over and reminded, "Emily, it's time for you to leave."

Emily suddenly listened very well to Wesley's words, naturally leaving Aunt Helen's embrace in her arms and following Kai out the door three steps at a time.

Aunt Helen still can't let go of this little guy, following all the way to send off, watching Emily get on the car the moment, the old man still can't help but redden his eyes.

Mu blinked and her eyes slowly reddened, but she didn't end up crying.

He waved his hand at Aunt Helen through the car window, his voice already somewhat muffled, "Grandma Helen, goodbye." After saying that, he looked at Wesley and turned reluctant, "You too, goodbye."

Muse,"..."

"Hey! Emily, bye!"

Aunt Helen forced herself to squeeze out a smile, but her slightly trembling voice betrayed her sadness.

If this keeps up, the scene will get sad.

Wesley glanced at Guang and ordered ruthlessly, "Drive."

Kai nodded, started the car, and after a turn, disappeared within Aunt Helen's line of sight with the car.

Wesley walked over to Aunt Helen, stroked the old man's back, and said, "Aunt Helen, it's impossible for him to live with us."

Aunt Helen nodded, "I know, he is Rowdy's son." The old man was unwilling to continue this topic and asked instead, "But, what are you in such a hurry to send him back for?"

Wesley could totally use Emily to threaten Rowdy and demand that Rowdy hand over Yuna.

Even if Rowdy refused, he could still take his time to negotiate with Rowdy.

However, Wesley sent Emily back the next day.

This move, Aunt Helen, although she couldn't understand it, she suspected that Wesley should have another purpose.

Wesley didn't hide anything and said truthfully, "Aunt Helen, Emily can let me get in touch with Yuna, there's no reason for me not to let him go back."

"So?" Aunt Helen smiled, "Emily can help you, why don't you still treat people better? No matter what, Emily is just a child."

"..."

Wesley strongly disagreed with Aunt Helen's words.

Yes, Mu was just a kid, but he would have been his love interest if he wasn't a kid.

Just thinking about this, Rowdy couldn't be nice to this brat.

If this is a mistake, he will continue to make mistakes.

Aunt Helen looked at Wesley's silence and already knew what he was thinking, and smiled, "Alright, go and busy yourself."

Wesley went upstairs, took care of a few things, and got ready to go out.

Before he left the study, he glanced at the tablet on his desk, ghosted it, picked it up, unlocked it, and tapped the icon for the game.

The game's interface is beautifully done, and a number of notifications keep popping up for events that are live.

Wesley felt bored and was about to quit the game when he saw a small red dot hanging on the icon of the message.

The little red dot, if he hadn't guessed wrong, should have alerted him to a new message.

However, new messages on the game are usually emails or rewards from the system or something that doesn't make much sense ...