The phone had already been snatched by Wen Shaoyang. He felt sorry for his father. "Wen Ziling, you ignorant fool! Look how angry you've made Dad so badly he can't even speak! Wen Ziling, I don't care why you married that person. If it wasn't out of love, get a divorce right now!"
"Excuse me, I'm doing just fine now. I'll be even happier as long as you don't bother me. Also, I've changed my surname. I'm no longer surnamed Wen. You'd better remember that. You have no right to interfere with me. You should mind your own business."
Once Wen Zhongxuan caught his breath, he snatched the phone from his son's hand.
“Ziling, I don’t care how much you hate me, and I don’t care what surname you’ve changed, you still have my blood in your veins, that’s for sure, right? You are my daughter, and I only want you to have a good life.”
If someone is forcing you into this marriage, then let's get a divorce right away, and I'll handle the aftermath.
If not, then live your life well. You're not a child anymore, you have your own judgment, and no one can choose your own path for you.
Since you've chosen this one, then you should cherish and nurture your marriage. Even though I'm your father, I won't interfere in anything you do; my only wish is for my children to be happy.
At this point, Wen Zhongxuan paused. He really hoped to hear his daughter apologize on the other end of the phone, but unfortunately, he didn't.
Wen Ziling still doesn't know that Wen Zhongxuan and his son have already come out and are staying in a hotel.
She was afraid that if the father and son came over and dragged her down, what would she do?
"I'm fine, don't worry about me. Just take care of your own things. I'm hanging up."
Hearing the dial tone on the other end of the phone, Wen Zhongxuan looked sorrowful, having been provoked by his daughter.
Seeing his father's expression, Wen Shaoyang felt a pang of pain in his heart. "Dad, don't worry about her. She's getting more and more immature as she gets older. She's just afraid that we'll drag her down. Let's not look for her anymore. Let's live our own lives as father and son."
Wen Zhongxuan lowered his head in frustration. "It's all my fault. I didn't raise this child well."
What could Jiang Qiao say? She sighed and said, "Uncle, don't blame yourself. You're not a child anymore. Do you need someone to teach you what to do? She chose this path herself, and no one can take her place. She can only swallow the bitter fruit she brewed herself."
There's no such policy right now, so what can we do? I was unconscious before, and afterwards, we were all so busy that we couldn't even take our own time. My parents were too busy to even take care of themselves.
I didn't tell you, did I? Ning Hao went there before to rescue my parents; they were detained and interrogated as well.
Wen Zhongxuan sighed, "This is not your parents' fault, it has nothing to do with them. Your mother wrote to me explaining the situation. She also wrote to Ziqing and mailed her things, but that girl, sigh, there's nothing to say. To be honest, she still looks down on her aunt's background."
How could he, as the father, not see through his own daughter? She's been corrupted by her good mother and always wants to take shortcuts. But there aren't that many shortcuts in this world.
Jiang Qiao gave a bitter smile. "It's all because of her mother's influence. Doesn't she think about what she can change by changing her surname, her birth or her bloodline?"
Sigh, never mind, let's not talk about her anymore. Actually, Ziqing is not bad. At least she realized her mistake halfway through and didn't go astray.
Uncle, your matter has been completely resolved. We will arrange new jobs for you when you go back. As for the house, you should take it back. If the other party still wants to rent my uncle's house, you can continue to do so. You're just sitting around doing nothing anyway.
If we don't rent it out, then we'll tidy it up for my older brother to use for his future wedding.
"Oh, and you two keep this money and tickets safe. You can't go back without them."
Seeing so much money and tickets, Wen Zhongxuan and his father were dumbfounded. "So much?"
Wen Zhongxuan had seen a lot of money before; his family was in business, and when he was young, he really didn't care much about money.
However, after the family tragedy, the father and son came here, and their lives became impoverished. They then truly understood what it meant that even a penny can bring a hero down.
Jiang Qiao spent so much money in one go; even if the father and son both worked and earned wages, it would still take them a long time to save up.
Jiang Qiao smiled and stuffed the things directly into Wen Zhongxuan's pocket. "Don't forget, old man, I earn a salary, and there's rent and stuff. If I sell some dowry, I have everything. When my second uncle and grandfather go there, we can't expect them to pay for everything, can we?"
You have to show some hospitality, you know. Without money, nothing else matters. Besides, you'll need the money for your daily life.
You don't need to give anything to my maternal grandfather; I've already given him the money. The Wen family will still need your help in the future.
Wen Zhongxuan was not one to mince words; his niece had helped them with far more than just money, and he remembered it all.
Wen Shaoyang glanced at Wen Zhongxuan and asked, "Dad, are we just going to let Ziling's matter go like this?"
Wen Zhongxuan waved his hand, "Sons grow up and no longer obey their fathers, daughters grow up and no longer obey their mothers. She chose her own path, and no one can force her. At this point, even if we get there, I doubt she will listen to us."
I reckon Ziqing will definitely mail her the jewelry they had before. With that, at least she won't have to worry about anything. However, I don't know if she has any plans in mind. If she hasn't, there's nothing I can do.
She's grown up now, and even we, as her parents, can't control her life.
Besides, Ziling doesn't recognize us at all now. Look at her attitude, it's so harsh. How could she be my girl?!"
Jiang Qiao sighed, "Uncle, regardless of whether she's mean or not, if she's really capable, she should just go all out with her meanness. That's her true ability. As long as she's not bullied, that's fine too."
Wen Zhongxuan gave a wry smile. "I hope so!"
Jiang Qiao said that she had sent someone to pick up the old man and asked them how things were arranged on their side.
"We're leaving tomorrow. Go back and get ready. What's the situation with your father?"
Jiang Qiao sighed, "My dad went upstairs, and Haozi went upstairs too. Luckily, my mom stayed at home, otherwise I would have been worried about what my brother would do alone."
"Alright, let's not talk about them anymore. You guys come back with me later. I haven't opened the gifts for you yet. Go take a look and see how you want to take them home."
“Okay, I’ll go tell your second uncle. We’ll come over together tomorrow morning.”
Qiao Youliang had just finished talking with Wen Jingwan when the three of them knocked on the door and came in.
"Come, sit down. What did the child say?"
Wen Zhongxuan sighed and said, "What can I say? They just don't like me, their father."
Sigh, to be honest, it's my fault as a father. I didn't raise my children well. Ziling and the others grew up by my side. How did they turn out like this?
Look at Jiang Qiao, she was already thirteen when they found her, there's no comparison at all—"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com