"Brother, are you out of your mind? Ziyun is better than Ziqing? You can only deceive yourself with this." Wen Yulun couldn't stand it anymore. Wen Yulun knew that Wen Yulong was always partial, but he didn't expect that he was partial to the point of being blind. This made him, as his uncle, feel very uncomfortable. Wen Ziqing had fought in the battlefield and made military achievements. In the past two years, he also went on secret missions. When he came back, he was so imposing that even he, as his uncle, dared not look directly at him. Wen Ziyun was just a high school student. Apart from his grades being in the upper middle of the class, what other shining points did he have? Did his elder brother have a pair of "wisdom eyes" that could see the future? He swore that Ziyun was better than Ziqing, and he was not afraid of being laughed at.
"How did I lie to myself? Xiu Li said..." Wen Yulong couldn't help but stop talking at this point. Did he say in front of his father and brothers that the Wen Ziqing that Wu Xiu Li said was not as good as Wen Ziyun?
"Brother, you should wake up." Wen Yuxiang's words were not as direct as Wen Yulun's, but the meaning of his words was also very clear. He disagreed with Wen Yulong's point of view. Before the three brothers got married, Wen Yulong was indeed a good brother. Since marrying Wu Xiuli, Wen Yulong seemed to have changed. He was selfish and stubborn.
"Yulong, I'm the head of this family. We're not discussing who will be the heir now. This family will be inherited by Ziqing in the future. It's useless for you to object." Wen Yiran was furious at Wen Yulong's words. His father wasn't even dead yet! And Wen Yulong was just pointing fingers and trying to pass his things to Wen Ziyun? If he was really capable, he could give as many of his own things as he wanted to Ziyun without anyone saying a word. But if he wanted to pass his father's things to his son, it would depend on whether he, the person involved, agreed or not.
Wen Yiran was so angry that he couldn't help but speak louder, and even the women sitting and chatting at the coffee table heard it.
The women in the Wen family were gossiping idly, and Feng Xueying, after going around in circles, couldn't get the words Wen Yiran asked her to say. In reality, Feng Xueying felt that her husband's decision was too abrupt. From Feng Xueying's perspective, he was in good spirits. Since he didn't want to hand over the position of head of the family to his eldest son, Yulong, why not work hard for a few more years? Who knows, after a few years, Yulong might have changed.
Wu Xiuli was already concentrating on listening to the conversation between the men of the Wen family. She vaguely heard words like "inherit" and "hand it over", which made her feel uneasy.
After hearing what Wen Yiran said, Wu Xiuli couldn't help but get so angry that her eyes turned red. She stood up with a bang, rushed to Wen Yulong's side, and shouted at Wen Yiran, "What? The Wen family will be handed over to Wen Ziqing from now on? What about Ziyun?"
"When men are discussing something, why do women have the right to butt in?" Feng Xueying was shocked to see Wu Xiuli's nonchalant look. She quickly followed Wu Xiuli to the men and scolded them.
"Boss, take care of your wife." Wen Yiran frowned, but his eyes stared at Wen Yulong sharply.
"My Ziyun, what a miserable life!" Wu Xiuli cried out at the sight. She cherished her beloved son, the one she had always believed would inherit everything the Wen family had, but in the eyes of her parents-in-law, he wasn't as important as the son born to that bastard. How could Wu Xiuli bear this? She couldn't let out the anger she felt without crying.
"What are you yelling about? Everything has to follow the rules." Wen Yiran saw Wen Yulong lowering his head, showing no intention of stopping Wu Xiuli's outburst, and he couldn't help but fly into a rage. At the critical moment, the daughter-in-law's character was clearly revealed. The second and third daughters had received higher education and would not make a fuss about anything. But the eldest daughter, after all, was born into a poor family and had such a narrow vision. She actually threw a tantrum in front of her parents-in-law, her face was ashamed as the Pacific Ocean.
"Hmph! I can't win against your family. I'll ask my eldest sister to come back and talk to you properly." Seeing Wen Yiran scolding, Wu Xiuli didn't dare to argue anymore. After throwing down these words, she hurried upstairs.
"Yulong, keep your wife under control. Don't make things difficult for everyone during the New Year." Wen Yiran, upon hearing Wu Xiuli's words, knew she was planning to ask Wu Xiuyun for her support, and a headache gripped him. As a cultivator, if Wu Xiuyun insisted on interfering in the Wen family's affairs, Wen Yiran wouldn't be able to refuse. Even if he refused, who knew what kind of trouble Wu Xiuyun would cause for their family?
"Dad, I'm going upstairs to talk to Xiu Li." Wen Yulong's eyes lit up when he heard Wu Xiu Li's words. He had truly forgotten about his sister-in-law, such a powerful supporter. If Wu Xiu Yun was willing to stand up for him, wouldn't everything be resolved? Not just the family head's issue, but also his work. Although General Zhou was overbearing, he might not have the courage to confront a cultivator like his sister-in-law. In this way, wouldn't he be able to get by with Yuan Datou?
Wen Yulong's heart burned with passion, and he didn't even take the dissatisfaction in his father's tone to heart. He didn't need to bother the second master if he had any problems. Xiuli could get his eldest sister-in-law to help, so he didn't need to ask his two younger brothers for help.
Looking at Wen Yulong's back as he quickly ran up the stairs, Wen Yiran shook his head and sighed heavily.
In the kitchen, Wen Ziyun stood for a long while before he put away the ferocious look on his face, slowly drank the glass of water in his hand, and walked out through the back door.
The housekeeper looked at Wen Ziyun's back with concern, feeling a little uneasy. The people in the living room were talking too loudly, and even if Aunt Wang didn't want to listen, the noises still made their way into her ears.
Aunt Wang had been with the Wen family for seven or eight years, and she knew a great deal about their affairs. Neither Wu Xiuli nor Wen Ziyun were easy to please, and Aunt Wang had always avoided the Wen family's chores whenever possible, never wanting to get involved. But today, after lunch, they had to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, so even if Aunt Wang wanted to leave through the back door and hide in the backyard, she had no time.
Just as they were discussing things in the living room, Wen Ziyun came into the kitchen from the backyard. Aunt Wang knew that Wen Ziyun wanted to eavesdrop, but she ignored him. After all, they were family, so even if she heard a few words, it would not be a big deal.
As the conversation in the living room became more and more "important", the expression on Wen Ziyun's face became more and more ugly. The ferocious look on Wen Ziyun's face just now made Aunt Wang feel frightened.
After Wen Ziyun walked out of the kitchen, his heart felt like it was soaked in ice water, and also like it was on fire. He felt cold and angry at the same time. At that moment, Wen Ziyun wished he hadn't eavesdropped on Wen Yiran and the others' conversation. Without hearing all this, Wen Ziyun could still deceive himself and believe that he was the most favored grandchild by his grandparents.
Why? Why did Wen Ziqing have to exist in this world? Couldn't he just die out there and never come back?
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