Wen Jianmin sighed softly: "Xuanxuan is still young, why don't you take care of him and let him cause trouble for others in this situation? Is he causing trouble for Wen Mo?"
Wen Xuan was not convinced: "How could I cause trouble to him? It was Wen Qiao who slapped me twice, so fiercely."
"Shut up!" Wen Jianmin was furious and turned to look at Xu Lu: "In this situation, you just let him make a scene? As his sister, shouldn't you stop him? Don't you know that I will be the one who loses face in the end?"
Xu Lu was a little dazed.
In the past, Wen Jianmin always blamed Wen Qiao for this, and she always watched from the sidelines with glee.
Suddenly, the roles were reversed.
The person who was scolded became her, Xu Lu.
As for Wen Qiao, he was on the first floor, with his arms folded, looking at her leisurely, with a gloating smile on his face.
She was indignant in her heart, but she could only speak softly: "Uncle Wen, it's my fault. I will definitely take good care of Xuanxuan next time. I'm sorry."
She understood Wen Jianmin and knew that any excuses would only disgust him. The only thing she could do was to give in and apologize.
His resentment towards Wen Qiao deepened.
Wen Qiao builds his own happiness on the suffering of others.
Wen Chi chatted with Yu Zhan for a while, and when he came back, he saw his sister comforting Wen Mo, "What's wrong?"
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow and looked upstairs: "Wen Xuan was looking for trouble, and I beat him up."
Wen Chi got angry when he heard this: "That kid is looking for trouble again, I'm going to teach him a lesson."
Wen Qiao held him back: "Okay, I've already taught him a lesson, you don't need to teach him again."
Seeing Wen Jianmin hurriedly walking down from the second floor, with a clear goal in mind, he headed straight for Wen Qiao and the others.
Wen Chi and Wen Mo stood next to Wen Qiao, one on each side. Under the light of the crystal chandelier, the three siblings became the most dazzling presence in the whole venue.
Wen Jianmin could hear people whispering in his ears: "Whose children are those? They are so good-looking."
"Yeah, they look like siblings. The two boys are twins, I guess. They look a bit alike."
"Boys and girls are both very good-looking."
Wen Jianmin clenched his fists, and his face showed an expression of pride.
Wen Qiao wanted to laugh when he saw that kind of pride.
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Wen Jianmin walked up to the three of them, and his attitude was particularly friendly: "Qiao Qiao, is Mr. Fu here too?"
Wen Qiao said indifferently: "Does his coming or not have anything to do with Mr. Wen?"
Wen Jianmin choked up and said, "Why do you always say something with a sting in it?"
Wen Qiao sneered: "Mr. Wen, why don't you learn your lesson every time? I always talk like this."
Wen Jianmin was embarrassed and said, "I am an adult and I will not argue with you, a child. If you have time, please bring Mr. Fu to my home. I welcome you very much."
There was no warmth in Wen Qiao's eyes: "I'm sorry, I only have one home, at No. 219 Shuying Road."
Wen Jianmin gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be ignorant, kid. We are father and daughter after all. The blood relationship is the most inseparable."
Wen Qiao looked at him expressionlessly, "Is it the thing you can't let go of? That's not what you said when your son was sick. That's not what you said when we asked you for money. Mr. Wen is so old, how come your words don't carry any weight? You can go back on your word just like that?"
Wen Qiao is not a person who cares about her reputation. She doesn't mind digging up the crimes and dirty things that Wen Jianmin has committed and showing them to everyone.
Wen Jianmin knew the temper of this damn girl, so he didn't intend to continue to entangle this matter in front of so many people. He just patted Wen Mo's shoulder in a amiable manner and said, "It's a good thing that our little Mo is willing to speak."
(End of this chapter)