“Your father and mother let your master treat your plague but not your injuries, which proves that they care more about the ‘plague’ itself than about you.”
"For your father and mother to do such a heartless thing, it seems you are not only a bad person, but utterly wicked."
Yue Qiao'e was stunned.
Looking at Wen An's small figure, she felt as if Gu Jiangli and Xie Shiyan were standing in front of her at the same time.
That intelligence, that sarcastic attitude, that arrogant feeling—everything about them is a microcosm of Gu Jiangli and Xie Shiyan.
"Haha...hahaha..."
For some reason, she burst out laughing.
And the more he laughed, the more rampant he became.
“Wen An, do you know that if it weren’t for me, your mother would have died when she was four years old. She would never have had the chance to meet your father, let alone give birth to you.”
Wen An calmly put away his pen and handed the written prescription to Liu Kang.
Only after finishing did he say to Yue Qiao'e:
"Even if what you say is true, it only proves that the evil you did to my mother outweighs the kindness you showed her, it's that simple."
Yue Qiao'e's eyes were filled with madness and ferocity. She struggled to raise her hand and pointed to another corner of the room.
"Okay, so in your opinion, what about that person? He's your mother's biological father and your maternal grandfather. Do you see him the same way?"
Wen An followed the finger she had raised with difficulty and looked over it.
In the corner, a person was hidden by shadow.
He huddled in the corner, wearing clothes the same color as the wall, his hair dirty and messy, completely obscuring his face.
If you don't look closely, you won't even notice that there's another person there.
Wen An, with great courage, walked over.
A pair of small, delicate hands rested directly on his wrists.
A short while later, he withdrew his hand and asked, "Are you really my maternal grandfather?"
Gu Xun looked up and saw Wen An through the light shining through his messy hair.
He replied, "I am Gu Jiangli's father."
Wen An understood. "Then you are indeed my maternal grandfather. So what did you do to my mother? She wouldn't cripple someone for no reason."
Wen An only needed one glance to understand his physical condition.
Gu Xun smiled sarcastically; the existence of this genius could inspire envy in everyone.
He thought for a moment before speaking, "Because your mother is a bad woman. She is disloyal and unfilial, bloodthirsty and cruel, unable to distinguish right from wrong, and disowns her own family."
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