etc!
Wen Tingsong suddenly noticed something, and his eyes widened in surprise.
At this moment, Wen Li raised her hand, pointed to the empty wall and the pear wood table that had originally been there, and looked at Qin Hualan with a sharp gaze.
"Where is the ancestral master who was originally hanging there?"
Qin Hualan was startled by Wen Li's gaze and didn't understand why Wen Li was reacting so strongly.
Qin Hualan's eyes darted away, but her voice was several decibels higher than Wen Li's: "I had someone throw it away."
After saying that, Qin Hualan looked disgusted: "Look at what you've put here! Who told you to put such weird things here..."
"Shut up if you don't want to die!"
Wen Li suddenly shouted, interrupting Qin Hualan.
Qin Hualan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wen Tingsong in disbelief: "Look at this, is this how you speak to your elders? I will absolutely not let someone like this into the Wen family, I..."
"Mom, listen to Xiaoli." Wen Tingsong stopped his mother from continuing, his tone even becoming a bit serious.
These days, whenever Wen Li is at home, she will offer incense to the ancestral master on time for each of her three meals, which shows how much she values it.
Now that the portrait of the patriarch is lost, it's no wonder Wen Li is in a bad mood.
Moreover, what his mother just said was extremely blasphemous, so Xiao Li must have said it to protect her own mother from trouble.
Seeing that Qin Hualan was about to speak rudely again, Wen Tingsong interrupted her once more, his tone even more stern than before.
"Mom, quickly tell me where you lost the portrait of Master Xiaoli."
"I don't know," Qin Hualan said, refusing to say anything.
Wen Li was already divining when she heard Qin Hualan say this. She tilted her head slightly and said indifferently, "Then you can just wait to be unlucky."
After saying that, he stormed out the door.
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