“Hehe~”

Madam Wen was so angry she laughed. Pointing at her son, she gritted her teeth and yelled, "Wen Lechun, you good-for-nothing! You're almost thirty, not ten! Are you trying to drive me to my death?"

She got angrier and angrier as she talked, and stood up, picking up the feather duster that was lying next to her.

Without saying a word, she slapped him across the face, yelling, "How could I have given birth to such a good-for-nothing, such a stupid idiot? I might as well beat you to death, you bastard, so you don't drive me crazy!"

"Ouch, Mom, don't hit me!"

Suddenly being slapped a few times, Wen Lechun jumped up from the sofa. "Why are you angry? Speak properly, can't you speak properly?"

"fart!"

Madam Wen was furious, and the feather duster in her hand struck her son with perfect accuracy time and time again. "I'm about to be driven crazy by you, you good-for-nothing!"

"If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm not a Guo Luo Luo woman."

"Mom, your surname is Guo, so the Guo Luoluo clan has nothing to do with you anymore... Oh dear..."

Still in the mood for banter, Wen Lechun took a few more heavy blows and quickly ran around the living room, pleading, "Mom, please stop hitting me, I was wrong... Ouch..."

As soon as Wen returned home, he found the house in complete chaos.

Seeing the familiar scene of his daughter-in-law chasing his son again, he raised an eyebrow and decided to stand aside to avoid getting involved.

"Dad, help me!"

Upon seeing the people who were preparing to watch the show, Wen Lechun immediately rushed over, "Dad, quickly hug my mom."

Regardless of his own father's feelings...

She directly pushed her father into the 'battlefield', saying, "Mom, here's your man, stop hitting him."

"Asshole!"

The eldest son was pushed by his son and crashed into his wife.

That's not...

The two hugged each other and spun around for a while before calming down.

After dropping his briefcase, Wen Jiabao stopped watching the show.

He rolled up his sleeves and started working alongside his wife.

When Grandpa Wen returned from visiting his friend, he saw his grandson being beaten by a mixed-gender team.

Another heartwarming scene...

Grandpa Wen watched with a smile as his grandson was disciplined.

With his face bruised and swollen, Wen Lechun managed to escape by hiding behind his grandfather.

Madam Wen's anger subsided, and she dropped the feather duster and went back to her room, not wanting to deal with her silly son.

The three of them, grandfather, grandfather, and grandson, sat down.

"Tell me, what did you do to upset your mother again?"

Looking at his dejected eldest grandson, Grandpa Wen asked with a smile, "Is it related to Jingyu?"

"He must have made a fool of himself again."

Old Master Wen knew his son's "asking for a beating" nature very well, and sneered, "Maybe he's getting stubborn again, which is why Ruozhi got so angry that she had to teach him a lesson."

"I wasn't being stubborn, I just said one sentence..."

Wen Lechun repeated what he had just said.

For some reason, she felt increasingly guilty as she spoke, and her voice grew softer and softer, "I know Qibo's personality; he would never use any underhanded methods..."

"He really is an idiot."

Wen Laoda couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Even if what you said is true, Peng Qibo is an upright person. If he really wanted to compete with you for Jingyu, do you think he would just watch you two develop feelings for each other over time?"

Your mother is right. As long as we find a way to separate you, it's not really a trick. At least he didn't harm anyone or smear you.

Moreover, it was a perfectly legitimate and aboveboard scheme, and he achieved his goal.

"this……"

Wen Lechun was stunned.

"Le Chun, it's a good thing to be kind-hearted."

Grandpa Wen said, "One cannot be confused. Putting everything else aside, if Jingyu knew that you would feel sorry for Qibo because you were with her, she would definitely kick you out immediately, and you could forget about being with her again."

"Grandpa, why?"

Wen Lechun was stunned.

He clearly didn't realize the problem.

"Because you feel sorry for Peng Qibo, it means you still think Jingyu is his girlfriend, and that's why you feel sorry for Peng Qibo."

Boss Wen explained calmly, "Your mentality is as if you stole his girlfriend and made Peng Qibo wear a green hat, and you feel sorry for him."

In Jingyu's eyes, this was an insult to her, do you understand?

"No, I absolutely didn't mean that!"

Upon hearing this explanation, Wen Lechun immediately exploded, "Grandpa, Dad, I really didn't mean that, I just felt..."

"What do you think?"

Grandpa Wen picked up the conversation, "Poor Qibo, or do you feel like you stole his girlfriend?"

"I……"

Wen Lechun was dumbfounded again, not knowing how to explain.

In truth, he did feel that he was being unfair and that he felt he had let the other person down.

However, he did not realize what Lin Jingyu would think when she found out.

"What an idiot."

Seeing his son like this, Wen Laoda could naturally tell what he was thinking. "Think about it now. If you can't figure it out, don't go looking for Jingyu."

I'm afraid she'll find out what you're thinking, and then she'll notify us to come and collect your body.

"Someone as stupid as him deserves to be beaten to death."

Madam Wen, Guo Ruozhi, changed into a comfortable outfit. "She even told me not to touch Fang Shuning, lest Peng Qibo be unhappy. Listen to the nonsense she's spouting."

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