In the antique main hall sat an old man in Tang suit, holding a solid yellow wooden cane in his hand.
Seeing several people coming in, the old man glanced at them calmly and said in a flat tone: "Here they are."
Someone next to him didn't say anything. Lin Yitang bumped into Wen Hangxing next to him.
Wen Hangxing had originally put his hands in his pockets, but she unexpectedly twisted him and his hands slipped out of his pockets.
He glanced at her sideways and wanted to speak under pressure, but when he met his grandfather's intimidating expression, he stammered a few times and finally said nothing.
Lin Yitang: “???”
Silence slowly spread in the main hall. Lin Yitang turned his gaze to the butler, the only person who could save the situation, but was only greeted with a standard smile.
Lin Yitang: “…”
She really, really was at a loss.
No one around him could be relied upon, so Lin Yitang whispered softly, "Wen...Dad?"
The living room was eerily quiet at that moment, with a flash of surprise across the housekeeper's face, Wen Hangxing's silent intake of breath, and Wen Zeli's fingers moving slightly.
It might not have been long, but to Lin Yitang it felt like a century. Old Man Wen finally responded briefly, "Yeah."
Then, silence fell again.
Fortunately, the butler still had some conscience and immediately responded, "Dinner is ready. Please move to the dining room."
Wen Zeli said beside her, "Let's go."
Lin Yitang rolled his eyes secretly. Now he could speak again. Why did he act like a mute and not say a word just now?
Unexpectedly, she saw the look that Mr. Wen gave her from the corner of her eye. Lin Yitang said: This guy...didn't you see me rolling my eyes at Wen Zeli?
Lin Yitang was anxious and didn't know how to react for a moment.
Just when she was worried, Mr. Wen looked away as if nothing had happened.
Lin Yitang suddenly felt that Mr. Wen was not as difficult to approach as he had imagined.
Old Master Wen sat in the main seat and saw the actions of the three people on the right.
His son, who appeared gentle and easygoing but was actually colder and harder than anyone else at heart, subconsciously pulled out a stool for his daughter-in-law, and the unruly and arrogant grandson also took the bag from her hand.
Old Master Wen couldn't explain how he felt. He felt a little sad and a little touched.
It was quiet again during mealtime. After all, it was not his own home, so Lin Yitong was not as active as usual while eating.
Seeing that she only ate the food on her table, Wen Zeli slowly moved the turntable on the table with his hands and started picking up shrimps.
Old Master Wen put down his chopsticks and finally looked at his son seriously.
The housekeeper smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for so long. I didn't expect that the Second Young Master likes to eat shrimp. I'll go to the kitchen and ask him to bring another plate."
Lin Yitang glanced sideways and saw that the shrimps in Wen Zeli's bowl had piled up to a peak, and there were only a few shrimps left on the plate. She knew almost immediately that this man wanted to peel shrimps for her. Lin Yitang gently stepped on his foot, signaling him to stop.
Wen Zeli glanced at her sideways, finally stopped picking up the shrimps, and began to peel them slowly.
Lin Yitang wanted to escape a little. She slowly moved towards Wen Hangxing, silently saying in her heart: Don’t give it to me, don’t give it to me.
Sadly, her prayers were in vain.
With the sound of a porcelain bowl hitting the glass table, a white porcelain bowl appeared in front of Lin Yitang, filled with shrimp meat.
Lin Yitang didn't dare to look at the expression of the person above him. He covered his face and whispered, "Thank you."
As if noticing the old man's expression, the butler said, "It seems that the Second Young Master and the Second Madam have a very close relationship."
Unexpectedly, Wen Hangxing saw that no one had spoken, so he said bluntly: "What's the big deal? It's always like this at home. It's mainly because Ms. Lin doesn't like peeling shrimp."
Lin Yitang felt as if she had lost all her face and dignity. She covered her face helplessly, trying to escape from this situation.
The butler's smile deepened. "Really? That's great."
At this moment, Lin Yitang just wanted to leave this place and hide in a deserted corner.
As if noticing her discomfort, the housekeeper came to her rescue and said, "Second Madam, why don't you try this dish? It's very refreshing in the summer."
Lin Yitang's voice was as soft as a mosquito's. "Okay."
After dinner, Lin Yitong planned to take a walk in the garden. Wen Zeli followed her and walked to her side. Lin Yitong glanced at him sideways, but ultimately did not let him leave.
After all, they were still in the old house, so she should restrain herself and not let the old man notice that something was wrong between them.
Wen Hangxing also walked out and met his father's ambiguous gaze. Wen Hangxing walked to Lin Yitong's right side, and then gave his father an undisguised look: I'm not afraid of you.
Wen Zeli's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and Wen Hangxing hid behind Lin Yitang with a "swish". His tall body curled up and he complained, "Ms. Lin, he glared at me!"
Wen Zeli was speechless. He had grown so capable that he even learned how to complain.
Lin Yitang patted the sturdy shoulders of the person hiding behind him soothingly, "Don't be afraid, he won't dare to do anything to you."
Wen Zeli looked at the mother and son who were united in their hatred of the enemy, snorted and laughed, and walked forward.
Wen Hangxing popped his head out from behind Lin Yitong, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as stars. Surprisingly, he was not hurt at all by his father.
As soon as the person left, Lin Yitang rudely pulled him off his shoulders and said, "Your dad is gone, so stay away from me. It's so hot."
Wen Hangxing stood aside feeling aggrieved. "Ms. Lin, your attitude changes so quickly."
Lin Yitang gave him a cold glance and said, "We are united against the outside world, but I didn't say I want to get along with you."
Wen Hangxing: "Tell me, how did I offend you again?"
Lin Yitang recalled the embarrassing situation at the dinner table just now, where he almost dug a hole in the three-bedroom apartment with his toes. He didn't want to talk about it any more, "You should reflect on yourself."
Then he left, leaving Wen Hangxing with only a dashing back view.
Wen Hangxing stayed where he was, watching his guardians abandon him. Even though he had an extremely high IQ, he couldn't understand why he was isolated.
The distance between the two people in front of him was getting bigger and bigger. Wen Hangxing put aside his thoughts and chased after them, "Wait for me."
At this moment, someone was watching all this silently on the third floor.
The housekeeper stood beside the old man, followed his gaze, and sighed sincerely: "It seems that the second young master and the young master have a good relationship with this second lady. You can rest assured."
Old Master Wen sneered, "What happens to them has nothing to do with me."
The housekeeper smiled secretly. If he really didn't care about these two people, why would he contact Old Liu and ask him to go to so much trouble to pay attention to the second young master's new wife? However, he did not argue with the old man. In fact, old people are a bit stubborn and care about face.
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