[Chapter 14 Chapter 341 Sister, I Just Want to Be Your Dog 14]
Not long after Wen Shinian and Rong Yi arrived home, Wen's father suddenly came to visit.
Seeing the intimate behavior of Wen Shinian and Rong Yi, Wen's father's smile froze and his expression turned ugly.
“What are you doing!”
Wen Shinian, who was leaning on Rong Yi and enjoying his feeding, raised her eyes lightly.
"Are you blind? Don't you see he's feeding me fruit?"
Father Wen's heart tightened and he pointed at Wen Shinian with trembling fingers.
"You, are you crazy?"
Wen Shinian stood up, sat on Rong Yi's lap and looked directly at his father.
"Aren't you the one who knows best whether I'm crazy or not?"
Father Wen: “You!”
Facing the alienation and indifference in Wen Shinian's eyes, Wen's father was speechless for a moment.
Feeling inexplicably guilty, he looked away and turned his attention to another person.
"Rong Yi! Get over here! Do you think you can touch her?"
Father Wen thought that at least Rong Yi listened to him.
But the fact was, Rong Yi not only didn't listen to him, he didn't even glance in his direction.
He acted as if he didn't see him and continued to feed Wen Shinian with a smile.
"Miss, have some blueberries."
Wen Shinian sneered, "Ha." and bit the blueberry on Rong Yi's fingertips.
Father Wen, who was ridiculed and provoked, said: "..."
A few seconds later, Father Wen was sitting on the sofa with his hands covering his heart and was supported by the housekeeper.
As soon as Father Wen landed, Rong Yi stood up sleekly, holding Wen Shinian in his arms, as if he was equipped with a spring.
He held Wen Shinian in his arms and sat back in the wheelchair. In front of Wen's father, he found the whip and handed it to her.
Father Wen: "..."
Father Wen blew his beard and glared, "Why, do you still want to attack me?"
Wen Shinian lowered his head and played with the whip, his frown showing his impatience.
"What's the matter?"
Hearing her impatient voice, Father Wen's heart ached again.
He slowed down, suppressing his anger, and said, "What do you think of Xi's eldest son after seeing this?"
Wen Shinian snorted coldly and looked at his father. "Does my opinion matter to you? Didn't you plan it a long time ago? Now you ask me if it's true or not."
Father Wen has been a powerful figure for many years, but he can't stand Wen Shinian's attitude the most.
"You! Look at what you look like now! Can't I just ask you?! Why do you have to be so weird?"
Wen Shinian pursed his lips, his brows were tightly knitted, and his hand holding the whip was shaking.
Father Wen didn't pay attention and continued to mutter.
"Who am I making all these arrangements for! If you were like Xiaoqi, would I still need to worry about your back half?!"
"I've been worrying about the back of your body, and what about you? You're either looking for trouble or acting crazy all day long! It's your legs that are disabled, not your brain! I asked you to have your limbs amputated and get prosthetic limbs, but you refused to do it. Now you're sitting in a wheelchair and can't get up. Who can you blame?"
"I'm so tired of working so hard to support my family. Can you please be more sensible and stop being so willful? Look at Xiaoqi..."
"Bang!"
A vase hit Wen's father's head and fell behind him.
The housekeeper who was originally standing on Wen's father's side quietly moved away.
Wen's father's words about being a father stuck in his throat.
He looked stiffly towards the source of the vase.
Rong Yi withdrew his hand and covered Wen Shinian's ears again, looking at him with a sinister and sharp look, and his icy eyes stung his skin like an ice blade.
Father Wen was shocked and felt timid when he met such a look.
He is really getting older, and he actually feels that a twenty-year-old boy is a threat to him.
Thinking this, Father Wen took out a handkerchief and wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Mr. Wen, if you don't shut up, that vase will hit you on the head next." Rong Yi raised his lips coldly.
If he hadn't still been thinking about his biological father, the vase wouldn't have tilted.
"You! You're just a stinky beggar I brought back. Who do you think you're talking to now?"
Wen Shinian took a deep breath and took away Rong Yi's hand that was covering her ear.
"Who broke my leg back then? Have you forgotten so quickly, Mr. Wen?"
Father Wen fell silent all of a sudden.
"For my own good? Your "for my own good" means losing your temper and driving recklessly, killing your mother, and leaving me with crippled legs?"
"Your plan for my own good is to bring back Suqi (Wenqi) and her son right after my mother's burial, and then kick me out of the house?"
"That's really kind of you. Should I thank you for what I'm like now?"
Every word Wen Shinian said touched a sore spot for his father, and his father's expression became unnatural.
"It's been so long..."
“Get out!”
Wen Shinian excitedly picked up the cup on the table and hit his father on the forehead accurately.
Rong Yi was afraid that she would get excited and hurt herself, so he held her in his arms and picked up the cup on the table and smashed it hard at Wen's father.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I'll help you smash it, okay?"
Father Wen was hit several times, and he felt dizzy and bleeding.
Before his anger could erupt, the young man who was holding Wen Shinian suddenly stood up, grabbed the fruit knife on the table and rushed over.
"Mr. Wen, I'm not in a good mental state either. You're irritating Nian Nian so much that I really want to kill you now."
With the cold fruit knife against his neck, Father Wen was so scared that he almost peed his pants.
Most importantly, he felt that Rong Yi was serious.
He looked at him as if he were a dead object.
Father Wen dared to guarantee that if he said a word now, the knife would definitely fall.
Father Wen's legs went weak, he shook his head in fear, and looked pleading.
Rong Yi lowered his eyes and looked at him, his calm eyes churning with almost insane malice from deep within.
The veins on Father Wen's forehead were throbbing. Feeling the pain in his neck, his heart skipped a beat and he rolled his eyes.
With a snap, he fainted with his neck tilted.
Rong Yi let go of his hand in disgust, and Father Wen fell straight down, hitting his head hard on the ground.
"Nian Nian, can I show you the room?"
Rong Yi dropped the knife and returned to Wen Shinian.
Before hugging her, he rubbed his hands hard on her clothes four or five times.
He rubbed his palms red before reaching out and hugging Wen Shinian.
Wen Shinian sat on Rong Yi's arm, with her upper body resting on his shoulder and her arms tightly hugging his neck.
She glanced indifferently at Father Wen, who was lying on the ground like a piece of trash, and continued to huddle on Rong Yi's shoulder, trembling in her sick state.
Rong Yi patted her back to coax her, and smiled at the housekeeper as he walked past him.
"Uncle, thank you for cleaning up the trash."
housekeeper:"……"
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and gave Rong Yi a thumbs up silently.
"I understand. Take good care of the young lady."
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