Old Master Wen nodded slightly. "I heard he won a painting competition and became Master Yu's disciple?"
"Um."
Wen Xi nodded.
"What's wrong?" The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, a gleam of brilliance flashing inside, "Just when you've achieved a little success, you don't even call me grandpa anymore?"
Wen Xi raised an eyebrow.
It’s not that I can’t bark, it’s that I don’t want to bark.
As a girl, she was not valued since childhood. The two had no feelings for each other, and no memories worth remembering.
"Xiaoxi..." Mu Fu squeezed her hand gently.
Wen Xi sighed helplessly.
Mom is always like this.
I am soft-hearted and don't want to embarrass others. I always think about others and don't think about how I was treated in the past.
Well, it's not good to make things too awkward. She still needs to find a chance to infiltrate the inside and get to the bottom of her uncle's matter.
There are few simple people in this family.
You can't get a tiger cub without diving into the tiger's den.
Thinking of this, Wen Xi raised his head, smiled just the right amount, and replied crisply, "Yes, Grandpa."
Didn’t they say her family could act?
Then she would really perform well for these people.
Seeing that she was quite appreciative, he was satisfied when he heard the old man say "hmm".
"Come home for dinner this weekend."
The tone was calm and without any ripples, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of everyone.
The Wen family is large and powerful, and everyone has a lot of things to do. Even the medicine jar Wen Chengren is no exception. They are usually busy with their own things and only get together for a meal on Saturdays. This is an old custom that has been passed down over the years. Of course, Wen Xi's family has not participated since they were expelled from the family.
The most shocked were Wen Chenghui and Wen Chengyi.
"Dad! How could you do this! My eldest brother..." Wen Chenghui was so angry and anxious that her voice changed.
Wen Ruohai's face darkened, and he shouted harshly, "Alright, I'm your father, and it's not your turn to tell me what to do! You'd better stop in public and don't embarrass me here."
The old man was very concerned about his reputation, so he scolded his daughter for her aggressive behavior.
Wen Chenghui finally didn't dare to say anything more and just glared at Wen Xi's family.
Wen Chengyi stood there in a daze, still not coming to his senses.
Go home for dinner?
How long had it been since he heard these words? He even suspected that he was hallucinating, and couldn't believe it at all, thinking that he might be dreaming.
Until the old man spoke again: "Dinner is served at six o'clock, no one is waiting, don't come if you are late."
"Got it, Grandpa. We will definitely be there on time."
Although he didn't know why he suddenly changed his attitude, Wen Xi keenly realized that this was a good opportunity. Seeing that his father was still distracted, he quickly agreed.
After the family of three left, Wen Chenghui was still feeling indignant.
"Xiaoyuan, Yin'er, when you were little, you both relied on your uncle's care and received a lot of favors from him. Why didn't you say a word just now? Wen Chengyi, that evil-hearted guy, is about to enter your house again. Are you going to stand by and watch?"
"Grandpa must have his reasons for doing this." Wen Yuan said slowly, looking confused.
"You little ungrateful bastard!" Wen Chenghui cursed, glancing at Wen Yin. "What about you? Are you just standing there doing nothing? You're not going to avenge your uncle? Don't forget who brought you back to the Wen family after your mother died, and fed you well. If it weren't for your uncle, you might be living in some slum in a foreign country!"
Wen Chenghui chattered incessantly.
He looked as if he felt very sorry for Wen Chengli.
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