Wen Qiao glanced at Wen Mo. Little Mo had indeed recovered well. When he looked at Wen Jianmin again, there was less fear and more determination in his eyes.
Wen Mo inconspicuously blocked Wen Qiao with half of his body.
In the past, it was always his elder sister who protected them. He couldn't grow so tall in vain. It was time for him and Wen Chi to protect his elder sister.
In his opinion, the man in front of him was no longer his father, but a stranger who was more chilling than his enemy.
"Wen Qiao, come home and visit us when you have time."
Wen Qiao smiled: "Home? This is my home, you mean..."
Wen Jianmin's face didn't look good: "I mean, let's go back to the Wen family. After all, I'm your father, so I should move around more."
Wen Qiao laughed out loud, holding Wen Mo's shoulders, laughing so hard that he fell backwards. Wen Jianmin's face became more and more sour, "What's so funny."
Wen Qiao looked at the person standing in front of him. He was wearing all branded clothes and looked superior. His face said, 'I have condescended to show my kindness to you, but you are not grateful enough to accept my precious kindness. You are so ungrateful.'
"No, I was kicked out eleven years ago. I've been back a few times in the past eleven years, and each time it was not pleasant. The threshold of the Wen family is too high. We are not so ignorant as to destroy the superior, lofty and peaceful life that Mr. Wen has worked so hard to build."
Wen Jianmin gritted his teeth and said, "Girl, you are still so sharp-tongued."
Wen Qiao remained calm, "You should know me well. You should have brought someone who is eloquent to help you speak today."
Wen Jianmin surrendered: "I didn't come here today to have an argument with you. No one is perfect. Just think of it as something I did wrong in the past. You, a junior, shouldn't be so petty. Besides, I am your father, and the blood relationship cannot be severed. You shouldn't be so hostile to me."
Wen Chi: "What the hell is this!"
Wen Jianmin: "You..."
Wen Qiao taught Wen Chi: "We must convince others with reason. Don't swear so easily in the future. Do you hear me?"
Wen Chi scratched his neck and said, "Try your best."
Wen Qiao turned to look at Wen Jianmin, "Just assume that you did something wrong in the past. That's not right. It shouldn't be 'just assume', but 'really'. When your child is sick, what should a father do? You should cure your child at all costs, instead of worrying that your child's mental problems will affect your reputation and cold-bloodedly driving your wife and children out of your mansion. In the middle of winter, have you ever thought that maybe they have nowhere to go, maybe without the kind-hearted Aunt Xiaojun to take them in, we might freeze to death in this developed modern society."
Wen Qiao paused for a moment and continued, "You said that as a junior, I shouldn't be so fussy. That's not right. No matter if you are an elder or a junior, you should stick to the facts. You don't need to take advantage of your age."
"Wen Qiao, you..."
Wen Qiao continued, "Blood ties cannot be severed? You are totally wrong. You severed our blood ties with your own hands. When you asked you for two million to pay for Xiao Chi and Xiao Mo's medical treatment, you couldn't wait to have me sign the document. Do you remember? I asked Xu Lu to send me the document severing the relationship, written in black and white. If President Wen doesn't remember, I can go home and show it to you. It's severed. Our relationship has been severed for a long time."
How could Wen Jianmin not be pissed off by Wen Qiao
(End of this chapter)