Jun Mohan knew what she was going to ask and just nodded.
He would not back down when it came to his grandfather's affairs. He had done so many wrong things that he deserved to be punished.
That night, the Jun family was bustling with activity. Jiang Yan, Jun Morou and Mo Xiao all came back to celebrate Jun Mohan's release from prison.
Bo Jingshen also came with Bo Xue.
The whole family had a happy meal.
After a full meal and a few drinks, Chu Han pulled Bo Jingshen to sit down. Although she didn't want to mention her father, seeing that he was arrested and even sentenced to death, she hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.
Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Bo Jingshen took the initiative to speak, "Auntie, you want to ask about Chu Pei!"
“Depth of field! I know my father has done a lot of wrong things, and even wanted to harm my son, but you also know that he has been alone and helpless in this life, with only me. He is like holding a daughter like me in his mouth for fear of melting, and holding her in his palm for fear of dropping her.”
"I just couldn't bear to see him die like this."
"So I wonder if there's any chance he could get his sentence reduced."
Bo Jingshen pondered for about a minute before saying, "Auntie, this is hard to say. There are more things about him. Recently, it was discovered that he is a gang boss and has dozens of lives on his hands."
“So he can’t get a commutation of his sentence this time.”
Jun Mohan walked over and interrupted him, "It's best if his sentence cannot be reduced. He has brought this upon himself and should pay the price for what he has done."
Chu Han's eyes turned red when he said this, "He is your grandpa after all, how can you not consider your mother's feelings at all?"
"Then I am still his nephew, how will he treat me?"
"Mom, if Wen Xin and I weren't lucky, we would have been the ones to die."
"He has always been stubborn and uncaring. He only cares about power and winning. Those who died for him, don't they just die?"
Seeing the quarrel breaking out, Wen Xin hurried over and pulled Jun Mohan's clothes to signal him to stop talking.
Chu Han stood up and wiped his tears, "So you are hoping that your grandfather will die?"
"Yes, he must die."
"Pa!" Chu Han's slap landed on Jun Mohan's face, and that fair face was instantly covered with five red fingerprints, which was shocking.
The crisp sound of applause plunged the entire hall into an awkward silence.
Everyone looked over here, even Aunt Fu who was holding the child was at a loss.
This was the first time the Madam hit the eldest young master.
Wen Xin was in a bad mood watching her man being beaten. She said in a deep voice, "Mom, you are indeed wrong about this. Mo Han's grandfather deserves it. You can't just cover up for him because he is your father."
"Besides, it's useless for us to argue about this matter here. His life should be handed over to the law. People should take responsibility for their mistakes, just like Mo Han injured Mu Chenxi a few days ago and still had to be punished."
"You can't hit Mo Han."
Chu Han felt so ashamed of what Wen Xin said that she felt a burning pain in her hands. She knew that she had hurt him, and it was really a heavy blow, but she didn't know why she lost control.
Jun Mohan looked at her without saying anything, then turned and went upstairs.
Wen Xin hurriedly chased after him.
Lin Haiyan saw Chu Han crying, so she and Bo Xue came over to comfort her.
The entire Jun family fell into anxiety again because of Chu Pei's matter.
Wen Xin came to the room and saw Jun Mohan lying on the bed with his eyes closed and not saying a word.
She knew he was sad, so she could only lie down beside him silently, then hugged his waist and buried her head in his arms.
After a long while she said, "I know you hate your grandfather, and so do I."
"But don't say that in front of your mother. After all, your mother was raised by your grandfather. Who would wish for their father to die?"
"So give her some time. I think it's not easy for mom to cry every day recently. You should understand."
Jun Mohan opened his eyes, his blood-red eyes were stained with bloodshot, looking tired, with a hint of tired pain.
He spoke slowly, "My grandpa never liked me. I don't know why?"
"Ever since I can remember, he has disliked me. He always treats Mo Xiao and Mo Rou with a pleasant face and gives them delicious and fun things."
"Every time he comes here, he brings them gifts. I'm the only one standing aside with nothing?"
"I don't understand, why is this happening?"
Wen Xin listened quietly, holding his hands tightly. She could imagine that feeling, as if everyone was trying to please Wen Yue and belittle herself.
Wen Guoqiang also gave everything to Wen Yue, even the maids' children had gifts from him, but she got none.
She felt just as aggrieved as Jun Mohan was now and cried secretly.
"I always thought he had a hidden secret, until this time when he wanted to kill you and me, I realized what a bullshit hidden secret it was. He just wanted me to die and be miserable."
"Later, as I became more and more outstanding, he rejected me even more and looked down on my dad and me."
"He and I are more enemies than enemies. I couldn't bear to see him continue to do bad things, so I destroyed his great cause when I was able to do so. If I hadn't dispersed all his property in advance and made him fall from the throne, he would have been thrown into prison and would never get out in this life."
"I remember the day I received the news that he was selling guns, and the police caught him when they were waiting for him to deliver the guns. I destroyed his things, leaving him with nothing, so I escaped."
Wen Xin's eyelashes trembled slightly, "So you are saving him, not harming him."
"It's a pity that he doesn't know. He always thinks that I hurt him and wants to take revenge on me."
At this point, Jun Mohan fell silent, "Forget it, go down and accompany the guests."
Wen Xin nodded, then sighed and walked away.
When Bo Jingshen saw her coming down, he went upstairs to look for Jun Mohan.
Wen Xin looked at Chu Han who was still crying and walked over. "Mom, you actually misunderstood Mo Han. You should know better than us what kind of person he is."
"If possible, he wouldn't want his grandfather to die."
"It's a pity that Chu Pei did something unforgivable. Even if we all forgive him, the law is not merciful and he will have to bear his responsibilities in the end."
After seeing everyone off, he carried the child back to the room. On the dark balcony, Jun Mohan curled up in a corner alone, with the cigarette in his hand at the corner of his mouth, the air surrounded by smoke, and there were many beer cans and cigarette butts at his feet.
Wen Xin held the child and put the sleeping child to the bed. Then Aunt Fu put another child to the bed. The youngest followed the nanny back to the room to sleep.
As Aunt Fu went out, Wen Xin came to the balcony and closed the glass door to prevent the smoke from flying into the room.
She snatched the cigarette butt and the wine from his hand and said, "Stop smoking and drinking. We have a child."
"I'm going out for a drink."
"Jun Mohan, I know you're sad. Husbands and wives are birds of the same forest. When disaster strikes, one shouldn't fly alone. Tell me what's wrong! What's the point of keeping it in your heart?"
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