"Hello, Uncle Joy."
The man didn't respond. He glanced at Wen Xi coldly and his expression became even gloomier.
"What apprentice? Are you kidding me? My mother no longer accepts apprentices! I think you guys are just here to steal things under the pretext of visiting, right?"
"Mr. Le, you misunderstood. This is really..."
Before Lan Yun could finish her words, the man had already walked up to Wen Xi and reached out to snatch the box from her hand.
"Mr. Le, you really misunderstood!"
Lan Yun hurriedly stood between the two of them.
"Get out of the way! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" the man said angrily. "You're a poor guy who runs a picture framing shop, and you actually dare to set your sights on my Le family. You're really brave."
"Stop!" Seeing that he was about to attack without knowing the truth, Wen Xi directly opened the box and showed him the contents. "There are only some materials and drafts in here. There is no money."
The man squatted down, and after seeing a large stack of drawings, his originally listless look suddenly became much more energetic.
"No money?" He sneered, grabbed a few manuscripts, and shouted at Wen Xi and the others, "You bunch of thieves, you want to deny it after being caught in the act? Aren't my mother's paintings money? Even if they are manuscripts, they are still worth a lot of money! Do you think I'm stupid?"
"These are all reference materials given to me by my master. If you don't believe me, you can go ask her."
"Don't say such nonsense in front of me!"
As the man said this, he was about to grab the box and leave.
Seeing this, Lan Yun snatched the manuscript from his hand and pushed it and the box to Wen Xi: "Forget it, Xiaoxi, you go first! You can't reason with this guy. Your master was sent to the hospital because of him. He wants to steal the painting and sell it for money again! Go away!"
"What do you mean my mother got sick because of me? My mother had health problems to begin with, you are slandering me!" The man said with a red face and thick neck.
"Mr. Le, I'm not wronging you. Your mother is indeed ill, but if it weren't for your misbehavior over the years, her condition wouldn't be this serious. Her hospitalization this time was entirely caused by you! If the buyer hadn't come to me to frame the painting, your parents' only collaborative work would be lost!"
"She blames me for being in the hospital?" the man said indignantly. "She was just being petty. It's just a painting. Who made her so angry?"
"Is it just a painting?! That's a work your parents completed together. It means a lot to Mr. Yu."
The man didn't care: "Is the dead more important than the living? I sold the paintings so that she could get medical treatment and good care!"
"When has Elder Yu ever been short of money for treatment? The government has always been taking care of him. You know exactly who pocketed the money. As for taking care of him, your sister is the one who goes to the hospital every day. Have you ever taken care of him for a single day?"
Lan Yun retorted.
Logically, she shouldn't interfere in other people's affairs, but she couldn't stand the behavior of this unfilial son.
The man was furious after being exposed.
"You bitch! It's not your place as an outsider to butt in on our family affairs!"
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to use force against Lan Yun.
Wen Xi was about to step forward to help when the man was suddenly hit by a flying bag and screamed in pain.
Then, the owner of the bag came over with her high heels tapping.
The woman was petite and gentle in appearance, but her aura could not be ignored.
Hey, isn’t that Xiao Zheng’s mother?
Wen Xi was slightly stunned when he saw who was coming.
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