Wen Qiao smiled at the siblings and said, "It's obvious that Zhong Hui and Wen Jianmin didn't teach you how to behave. Your brother has developed a vicious, mean, and trouble-making character at a young age. Since they've bullied my brother, I'll reluctantly teach him a lesson and let him know that he'll be beaten for being mean!"
Xu Lu's face flushed red: "He is still a child. Do you really have to argue with a child?"
The smile in Wen Qiao's eyes became more and more indifferent: "You have a bad memory, I will tell you again, Wen Xuan is twelve years old, not a child anymore. Of course, if you insist on saying that he is a child, I can also admit it. Children are ignorant, and it must be taught by adults. You mean, let me beat you, right?"
Xu Lu was furious: "Wen Qiao, you are being unreasonable!"
Wen Mo stood in front of Wen Qiao and stared at Wen Xuan, "Apologize."
Now that he can speak, he will stand in front of his sister without hesitation to protect her.
When Wen Xuan humiliated Wen Mo, Xu Lu just watched from the side. Wen Xuan was spoiled, and Xu Lu silently indulged him. She also hated the three siblings.
Anyway, Wen Mo is the only soft persimmon in their family, so he thinks he can take advantage of as many as he can.
But I didn't expect that Wen Mo, the soft persimmon, the lunatic, the mute, would actually speak!
She still hasn't been able to come back to her senses.
Wen Xuan was so angry that his chest heaved violently: "Apologize? Are you dreaming? Your sister hit me and still wants me to apologize? Why is your family so unreasonable? No wonder my father drove them away!"
Xu Lu covered his mouth with her hand.
My younger brother has no sense of propriety, but he does.
Those two siblings are not easy to deal with, and Wen Qiao is even better than ten of them at once.
She was also afraid that Uncle Wen would hear the noise and come looking for her, and would definitely scold her for not disciplining her brother well.
She whispered, "Xuanxuan, just apologize to them."
Wen Xuan was filled with righteous indignation: "Sister, why? Why?"
Wen Qiao tilted his head and said coldly, "You slandered my brother with your foul language. You don't have to apologize. Just wait for the lawyer's letter. Your father has experience in receiving lawyer's letters. Personal attacks and the like should be handled by the guardian."
Xu Lu was anxious: "Xuanxuan, apologize quickly, otherwise Uncle Wen will be angry."
Wen Xuan was not afraid of anything except his father. He looked at the brother and sister, apologized reluctantly, and was then pulled aside by Xu Lu.
Wen Qiao turned around and touched Wen Mo's head: "Look, the enemy is not scary at all. The enemy is a paper tiger."
Wen Mo nodded: "Yeah."
No matter where he is, he will slowly become his sister's protective umbrella, allowing his sister to hide behind him and be protected by him.
Xu Lu pulled Wen Xuan up to the second floor. Looking down, she could see Wen Qiao and her brother talking and laughing. She reached out and grabbed the railing, feeling very angry.
But suddenly I heard Uncle Wen's voice, and my heart skipped a beat.
Wen Jianmin was still discussing something with his business partner when he heard some discussions from time to time, saying that his youngest son was making things difficult for a tall boy who couldn't speak clearly.
I also heard that the boy's sister came up and taught her son a lesson.
As soon as he thought about it, he knew that it was Wen Xuan who caused the trouble.
I still have some doubts in my mind. A tall boy who can't speak clearly
Is it Wimmer
Wen Mo can actually speak
Without giving it time to think, he hurriedly found Wen Xuan and Xu Lu.
"Lulu, what's wrong with you?"
Xu Lu looked pitiful, lowered her eyebrows and looked at Wen Jianmin: "Uncle Wen."
(End of this chapter)