Instead of an emoticon, Mu sent a line.

"Auntie Yuna, I'm going back to America. I hope you can get better sooner."

It certainly wasn't entered by Mu himself.

But those words, they must have come from Emily.

So, the little guy is really back in the States?

Yuna was caught off guard, feeling like something very important had been taken away, his heart was empty all of a sudden, the whole person was like a small boat lost at sea.

Wesley vaguely sensed that something was wrong, walked over, and saw the message on the tablet at a glance.

He frowned almost subconsciously, "The Kid's back in the States?"

"..." Yuna took a long time to respond, "hmmm", his voice low, "should be."

Wesley didn't need to guess to know that at this moment, Yuna's mood must have fallen to the lowest point.

He pressed Yuna to sit on the sofa and pondered for a moment before speaking slowly, "You should look at this matter from a different perspective."

Yuna looked at Wesley woodenly, the luster in her gaze all gone, and asked, "Change what angle?"

Wesley carefully analyzed, "In this situation right now, Emily going back to the United States is the safest, and it will also prevent him from knowing about Rowdy's matter in the police station."

"..."

Yuna suddenly thought that next, not only Brian and Wesley, Interpol would also investigate Rowdy deeply.

Even if Conrad City could get away with it again and again, the gesture wouldn't be too easy.

Emily staying in A City was equivalent to giving Rowdy's opponents countless opportunities to take advantage of, and the little guy would be in danger at any time. Not only that, Emily would have to endure things that he shouldn't have to endure at his age.

Only by going back to the US can the little one know nothing and stay completely out of the way.

Thinking this way, Yuna's heart was much lighter.

She pursed her lips and looked at Wesley, "I just ... can't bear to part with it a little."

"..." Wesley raised an eyebrow as if he meant it, "That's too much to give up?"

"..." Yuna suddenly had a bad feeling.

Unsurprisingly, Wesley threw out a sharp and incomparable question right afterward:

"Yuna, how did you feel when you first left me?"

"..."

The first time Yuna left Wesley, her grandmother had just died, and at that time, she had nothing but sadness in her heart.

The second time she left Wesley was because of a misunderstanding, and at that time, she was full of uncertainty.

The third time she left Wesley, it was because she had no choice, every step she took, her heart was like a knife, sharp pain spread from the bottom of her heart to her whole body, it was as if she was walking on a road paved with blades.

But that's all in the past.

The most important thing at the moment was that she had returned to Wesley, and they no longer had any misunderstandings or secrets.

Yuna looked at Wesley and said seriously, "If we talk about it, it's a very long paragraph. Are you sure you want to listen?"

Wesley patted afraid Yuna's head, smiling extraordinarily pleasantly, "Teasing you."

There was no need to guess that Yuna was sad when she left him.

How could he be cruel enough to ask Yuna to recall her saddest moments?

"You're so annoying." Yuna gave Wesley a disgusted look and said, "Do me a favor."

Wesley resumed his usual proud and cold look, "Speak."

"Find someone to check Emily's flight." Yuna said, "Don't dare what, I want to make sure he arrives safely in the US."

Where would Wesley agree so easily, asking in return, "What's in it for me to help you?"

It's all old hat!

Yuna caught Wesley off guard and kissed him, saying very suggestively, "That's only part of it."

She intentionally bit out the word "part" very heavily, and with the way she kissed just now, it was easy to imagine what the other part was.

Wesley hooked his lips in satisfaction, took his cell phone, and instructed Kai to check Emily's flight.

This kind of thing was no difficulty for Kai, and within fifteen minutes, Kai called back.

"The brat took the earliest flight to the United States today, and Milo brought several of his men to protect him, so there shouldn't be any accidents on the way. Once we arrive in the United States, this brat will be completely safe. Brother Wesley, Sister Yuna, just rest assured."

"Uh-huh." Wesley hung up the phone and looked at Yuna, "Hear that?"

He was on speakerphone just now, and Yuna heard all of Kai's words.

Yuna nodded reassuringly.

In fact, she is not worried about Emily, she just can t spare the little guy, or ... heartache.

After returning to the United States, Emily had to live alone in that big house again. Someone to take care of him and someone to take him to and from school.

But the only thing is that no one is there for him, no one really cares about him.

The last thing Mu liked was that kind of life.

However, Emily was Rowdy's son, he had to live that kind of life, it was something that no one could do anything about, including Rowdy himself.

Mu could only adapt to this environment and then slowly grow up.

In Yuna's perception, Emily was a strong child, and she believed that the little guy would be able to grow up well.

Thinking of this, Yuna withdrew her thoughts and shifted her attention, looking at Wesley and asking, "Did you bring me here to experience the hotel?"

"What's there to experience in a hotel?" Wesley met Yuna's gaze with a different meaning, "However, we can experience something interesting at the hotel."

Yuna,"..." Hey, can you not start a car at the drop of a hat?

Brian interpreted the word "actionist" very well, just after the words fell, he moved his hands and feet on Yuna, as if he could turn wolf and pounce on Yuna in the next second.

Yuna broke out in a cold sweat and protected himself with his hands, "Let's experience something else first!"

Wesley looked at Yuna with good humor, "Like what?"

"Like the food over here!" Yuna covered her stomach, "I'm hungry."

They had flown all morning and it was now two in the afternoon, it was normal for Yuna to be hungry.

Wesley hadn't planned to really do anything to Yuna, so he brought Yuna downstairs.

This area was already the center of the city, but it still seemed noisy and crowded, and the summer sun was relentlessly scorching the land, making it inexplicably irritating and stuffy.

"Alas ...," Yuna blocked the sun with his hand and sighed heartily, "It's still better to be in our country."

She wondered even more, what was Wesley Sir doing bringing her over here?

Wesley didn't say anything and led Yuna straight into a restaurant.

The dining room is small and the decor is very simple, but it's better than cleaned up.

The waiter dressed in local specialties brought the menu, and Yuna flipped it over, realizing that he couldn't read the worm-like words at all.

I don't think Wesley can read it either, can he?

Yuna looked at Wesley with a gloating mindset, but found that he was communicating fluently with the waiter.

The young waitress was obviously attracted by Wesley, a pair of very exotic big eyes looked at Wesley without a split second, the fondness in the bottom of her eyes was so full that it almost overflowed.

Finally, Wesley nodded, supposedly signaling that he had ordered.

The waiter, however, didn't leave, but said a few more words to Wesley, not knowing what he was confirming, before taking a step forward and back to place an order for the back kitchen.

Wesley closed the menu, inadvertently met Yuna's line of sight, which realized that Yuna was staring at him, and, he didn't know how long he had been staring.

He said, "This restaurant has authentic local food."

"Well." Yuna tried to hide his jealousy and made a curious face, "Do you come here often?"

"Rarely." Wesley always felt that something wasn't quite right and asked back, "Why do you ask?"

"You are familiar with the language here, and you communicated fluently with the waiter just now." Yuna smiled skinlessly and finally got to the point, "Also, that waitress just now seemed to be very familiar with you."

Wesley finally realized what was wrong and pleasantly hooked his lips, "What, jealous?"

"..." Yuna arrogantly averted his eyes, just not admitting it.

But at times like these, silence is acquiescence.

Wesley's mood indescribably improved, taking the initiative to explain, "I told her that you were pregnant, and we communicated whether there were any dishes that you couldn't eat, or that were more suitable for you." Saying that, he stared at Yuna with interest, "What do you think we're talking about?"

Yuna:"... "So, what she just brainstormed were all wrong?

Hey, even if you know you're wrong, you should never admit it!

Yuna pursed her lips stubbornly, just not answering Wesley's question.

Well at this time, the first course came up and it was actually a seafood soup.

"Really?" Yuna looked at Wesley in surprise, "Don't you dislike seafood?"

Before Wesley had a chance to speak, a young oriental-looking man approached him, and the moment he opened his mouth, he spoke a mouthful of well-spoken Mandarin:

"Our waiter said that this seafood soup is not only suitable for pregnant women, but also very nourishing, so Wesley ordered it." The man said and extended his hand towards Yuna, "Hello, I'm the owner of this restaurant, just call me Lao Huo."

Yuna shook his boss's hand as an afterthought, "Hello."

Old Huo curiously scrutinized Yuna, and for a moment he actually forgot to let go of Yuna's hand.

This is taking advantage of the situation in the eyes of Wesley.

Wesley furrowed his brows, his chopsticks suddenly reversed, and he used the head of the chopsticks to fiercely knock the back of Old Huo's hand, "There's nothing for you to do here, you can leave."

"Who said there's nothing for me?" Old Huo's gaze glued on Yuna, "I came to see just how much of a beauty it is that can make you go down the road of no return of love without any hesitation. Now that I've seen the real person, I'm not surprised at all."

The implication was that Yuna was a great beauty among great beauties, and it was not surprising at all that she was able to take in Wesley.

Yuna no matter how decisive and good at fighting, but ultimately a girl, of course, will not resist such words, politely smiled at the old Huo, before he had time to speak, Wesley first voiced out:

"Old Huo, you have three seconds to get out of my sight!"

His people are not for others to flirt with.