Chapter 70 See Qin Sui again!

Guanghua Villa, Jinshi.

Li Xiaoya changed into a new dress, and the second young master came over pushing a wheelchair.

"I want to go to the banquet with you." The second young master said in a deep voice.

Wei Lin was surprised.

Did Li Xiaoya's return have such a big impact on them? Did they all get rid of their half-dead appearance?

But...it's still nothing to be afraid of.

After all, it has been so many years, and the power in their hands has been lost so much that it cannot be lost anymore.

If it weren't for the fact that every child of the Wei family was accompanied by a death warrior, and their death warriors were indeed loyal to them, their life today would be even more difficult.

"It's great news that the Second Young Master is willing to go out!" Wei Lin smiled and ordered the people around him, "Why don't you get ready?"

Go ahead, go to a party and get stimulated again.

After I come back, I probably won’t want to step out of my house for the rest of my life.

Because of his lower limb disability, when the car arrived in front of the building, two bodyguards carried the second young master into the car.

This is of course extremely humiliating for an adult man.

He clenched his fist tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging...

But he held back this time.

He is not crazy.

This made Wei Lin raise his eyebrows in surprise again.

"Xiaoya, you get in the car too." Wei Lin turned and said to Li Xiaoya.

Li Xiaoya nodded and sat down next to his second uncle.

Wei Lin took a half step back and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll come back later. I can rest assured knowing that the Second Young Master is here."

The second young master sneered: "It doesn't matter if you don't come."

Wei Lin still smiled in a good-tempered manner, then closed the car door for them.

As soon as the car door closed, the second young master's expression changed instantly.

He tried his best to pull the ends of his eyebrows down to make himself look more amiable.

But he hadn't shown a normal expression in such a long time that his facial features were pulled stiffly, which made him look even stranger at first glance.

Fortunately, Li Xiaoya doesn't dislike it.

She reached out and pulled the blanket off his knees.

"Little Duck, your second uncle hasn't told you his name yet."

Li Xiaoya asked: "Can you write it down?"

This was the shadow left by her last kidnapping.

At that time, she didn't know how to write Sheng Yuxiao's name...so later she developed a habit, whether it was Ning Heng or Xu Ruying, she would ask them to write down their names so that she would remember them more clearly.

"Okay, okay, Second Uncle will write it for you." The Second Young Master asked the bodyguard for a pen and paper, and then wrote down stroke by stroke:

Wei Wenjun.

"Do you know this word?" he asked, pointing to the last word.

"jun?"

"Yes, that's really smart." Wei Wenjuan suddenly became happy.

Li Xiaoya stared and said, "Second uncle's handwriting is really beautiful."

Wei Wenjun was even happier, and his hand holding the pen became more vigorous: "Uncle will teach you. Uncle has also learned calligraphy."

Li Xiaoya nodded obediently: "Thank you, second uncle."

Wei Wenjun didn't know why, but he felt a fire burning in his chest.

The fire spread to his limbs and bones, giving him a lot of strength in an instant.

It seemed like I had suddenly become useful, and my life in this world finally had some meaning...

At this time, Li Xiaoya suddenly asked: "What is your aunt's name?"

Wei Wenjun immediately picked up his pen and wrote to her again, saying as he wrote: "Her name is Wei Wenyi."

Li Xiaoya pointed at the last word and asked, "What does this word mean?"

Wei Wenjun paused and said, "It means to describe something beautiful."

Li Xiaoya counted on her fingers and said, "The last character of my mother's name is 玉. I know jade is a very expensive and beautiful stone. My uncle's name is 静, which is a percussion instrument made of jade, stone and gold."

Wei Wenjuan was surprised and asked, "You know all this?"

Li Xiaoya nodded and said, "I know Jun too. It refers to people with outstanding talents and intelligence."

A trace of irony appeared on Wei Wenjun's face: "What a pity... the beautiful jade was broken, and the percussion instrument lost its voice. The person who described beauty became a madman, and I... also became like this. The description of outstanding talent and intelligence seems to be the greatest irony of fate."

After saying this, he suddenly realized that he shouldn't have said these things in front of the children, and was about to say something else to make amends.

Li Xiaoya said, "But when grandpa named you, it should have been with good wishes, right?"

Wei Wenjuan was stunned: "Really?"

Li Xiaoya nodded affirmatively: "I think so."

Wei Wenjuan didn't say anything after that.

He fell into his own thoughts until the car arrived at the banquet venue.

The doorman stepped forward and opened the car door, and the bodyguard lifted Wei Wenjuan into the wheelchair.

Wei Wenjun felt as if his whole body was being burned by fire.

He didn't dare to look at the eyes around him.

He could only turn around and look at Li Xiaoya...

But the little child was not embarrassed or afraid. She just stood closely beside him and did not feel embarrassed at all.

Wei Wenjun's anxiety and pain were gradually soothed.

He said, "Let's go."

So the bodyguard pushed him forward.

But just at the entrance, they were stopped.

"Sorry, please show me your invitation," said the doorman.

Wei Wenjun's expression changed slightly, and he immediately realized that this was Wei Lin's method.

As expected, the bodyguards and driver behind him all showed panic expressions: "It's over, the invitation is still with the gentleman."

Wei Wenjuan suppressed his anger, tried to force out a decent smile and said, "My name is Wei Wenjuan, the second young master of the Wei family. What's the matter? Didn't you do your homework in advance before inviting guests to the banquet?"

The Wei family had just returned to China not long ago, and Wei Wenjun had not been seen in public for a long time, so the doorman really couldn't recognize him.

Not only unrecognizable.

The doorman hesitated and said, "I'm sorry, I only know the Wei family that runs the hospital. But the young master of the Wei family has just gone in."

Wei Wenjun's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

How could he have fallen to such a state? Even a mere doorman could stop him at the door!

At this time, the other guests were attracted by the movement here and couldn't help but look over here.

"Who is that?"

“I don’t know.”

“I’ve definitely never seen it before…”

"You don't look like you're here to get free time at the party."

Wei Wenjun actually couldn't hear clearly what they were talking about, but precisely because he couldn't hear clearly, he had more fantasies in his mind.

What are they talking about?

How come a cripple comes here?

Wei Wenjun gripped the armrest of his wheelchair tightly, his anger almost bursting out.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Right now! Call Wei Lin!"

But just then, he felt the back of his hand being gently touched.

He looked down and saw that it was Li Xiaoya who was comforting him.

Li Xiaoya kept her eyes on the guests coming and going… While comforting her second uncle, she finally found her target.

Wei Lin said that many upper-class people would attend today's banquet... Upper-class people are rich people.

There happened to be a rich man in the crowd whom she knew.

"Qin Sui!" She shouted, and after thinking for a while, she added, "Brother Qin Sui!"