Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

As luck would have it, the very next day after Jinchen took Winslow to get his hair cut, Wen Zhu contacted Jinchen again.

This time, he came as Winslow's uncle and brought a lawyer to discuss the custody issue with Jinchen.

Jinchen had made preparations early on, and was not afraid at all even if the other party had a real blood relationship with their Xiao Luo.

In a private room of a high-end club.

Wen Zhu, who had been waiting for a long time, saw the door open, curled her lips and looked towards the door, her eyes accurately fell on Winslow's face, but she frowned for a moment, always feeling that it was different from the last time they met.

The similarity with his mother has also been weakened a lot.

It took Wen Zhu a few seconds to realize that it was because of the hair, and he looked at Jin Chen meaningfully.

Jinchen looked back at him with undisguised hostility, and when he sat down, he held Winslow in his arms, making him feel less repulsed by this completely unfamiliar and depressing environment.

"Hello again, Xiao Luo."

Wen Zhu's tone was gentle, just like an extremely intimate uncle. He handed the prepared gift bag to the other side of the table, "Look at the gift that your uncle prepared for you. I didn't have time to give it to you the last time we met."

The implication was that he was blaming Jinchen in front of Winslow.

Jinchen didn't react at all, he just curled his lips meaningfully, thinking that this pervert was really stupid.

Winslow didn't want to touch the gift at all. After hearing this, he glared at Wenzhu and said, "I don't want your gift."

He turned his head and buried his face in Jinchen's arms, completely blocking out Wen Zhu's sight.

Jinchen put the earplugs that he had prepared in advance on Winslow, then hugged him and patted him gently.

"I'm sorry, my child doesn't accept gifts from strangers."

Jinchen slowly pushed the gift bag back, and with a little skill, dropped it under the table and hit Wen Zhu's leg.

"I hope Mr. Wen can understand." Jinchen smiled.

But there was no hint of apology in his words, it was almost as if "you are not important at all" was written on his face.

Wen Zhu narrowed his sinister eyes coldly, and looked Jin Chen over calmly, ignoring the presence of Winslow, and said directly: "Speaking of which, I haven't formally met Mr. Jin yet."

"Wen was doing business overseas, but he was investigated thoroughly by Mr. Jin without anyone noticing. He is really mysterious and can... predict the future."

Jinchen said bluntly: "Maybe it's because you're easier to check."

Wen Zhu: “…”

This person doesn't understand good and bad words.

"Also, stop looking at Xiao Luo with those disgusting eyes of yours," Jin Chen looked him straight in the eye, his stern brows pressed down on his handsome eyes, "Or do you want to see another person through him?"

boom!

Almost at the moment Jin Chen finished speaking, Wen Zhu, who was suddenly excited, crushed the glass full of red wine, like a devil from hell.

"What are you talking about?"

"What else do you know!"

Wen Zhu was totally unaware that red wine had spilled all over his shirt. He stared at Jin Chen angrily, as if he could peel the skin off this man.

Jin Chen smiled, his expression revealing a nonchalant indifference, and ended the topic just like that, saying to the frightened lawyer beside Wen Zhu: "I think Mr. Wen Zhu lacks the ability to take care of himself, and he is irritable and easily angered, so he can't take good care of Xiao Luo."

lawyer:"……"

I dare not agree.

No one told him before he came that these people were not easy to deal with!

Perhaps it was Jinchen's words to the lawyer that brought Wen Zhu back to his senses, and he took the towel handed to him by his subordinates, wiped his fingers, and looked at Winslow who had his back to him.

"Xiao Luo also has the right to listen to the issue of his custody. What do you mean by giving him earplugs?"

"Of course I'm afraid he'll hear some crazy talk."

Seeing that Wen Zhu's emotions had stabilized, Jin Chen slowly took the thing out of Winslow's ear, met Winslow's puzzled black eyes when he looked up, and pinched his ear with a smile.

Winslow glanced back at Wen Zhu and happened to hear him say, "I want to take Xiao Luo away to live with me for a while, and then he can choose who will be the foster parent."

"Also, Mr. Jin, as a blood relative, I am the most suitable person to raise Xiao Luo under legal terms."

The topic was finally brought back on track. The lawyer nodded in agreement with Wen Zhu's statement and also supplemented the relevant legal provisions.

Winslow didn't understand the law, but he understood what Wen Zhu said.

Wen Zhu can use a very legitimate identity to take herself away from her brother.

This realization made Winslow extremely panicked. He hurriedly took Jinchen's arm and sat restlessly in his arms.

"don't want……"

"Brother, I don't want to go with him, I only want you."

Winslow blinked his tear-filled eyes and said in a small voice, tightly holding Jinchen's hand, "Brother, don't leave me."

The fragile tone with tears in it was particularly clear in the box. Jinchen felt sad and despised Wen Zhu's outspokenness. He didn't expect that this sentence would bring such a great shock to Winslow.

"No, brother will never give up his good boy to anyone."

Jin Chen raised his hand to wipe away the tears on Winslow's face and gently touched the hair behind his ears. "Didn't my brother promise you?"

Wen Zhu clenched his fists as he watched this scene. He ignored the lawyer's advice that the child could make his own choice and spoke to Winslow again: "Xiaoluo, uncle wants to talk to you alone."

Before the two could refute, Wen Zhu said again: "After I finish what I have said today, if Xiao Luo doesn't change his mind, I will leave and give up the fight for custody."

Winslow was stunned for a moment, staring at Wen Zhu with moist eyes in confusion, as if trying to see something from his face.

"Brother." Winslow looked up at Jinchen and called softly.

"Baby, do you want to go?"

Jinchen could guess what he meant by the look on his face and asked helplessly.

Winslow nodded.

Although he didn't know what this person was going to say, he didn't want him to appear again and disturb his and his brother's lives.

"Then go ahead, don't be afraid, I'm here to watch over you."

Jin Chen confirmed that there were no secret passages or devices that could secretly move the child, then he stood up and glanced at Wen Zhu, "Ten minutes."

Wen Zhu sneered, "Okay, just ten minutes."