"I’m glad I arrived in time, otherwise who knows what trouble you would have caused."
"Ming Uncle, you think too highly of him," Bai Tang dismissed the idea.
"He’s not the only one with a weapon in his hand. Without him, would the Bai Family really be doomed?"
"Do you really think the Bai Family respects and lets him stay just because he has a weapon?" Ming Lao was somewhat disappointed.
"Atang, can you really not see the current situation? Remember who you are."
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"You should go to the Capital City when you have time, or ask around about his story, and then you will understand why our Bai Family respects a junior who was expelled from his clan. Don’t spend all your days in this gambling den."
Bai Tang grew impatient: "Enough about him. Ming Uncle, what brings you here all of a sudden?"
"You have the nerve to ask, you haven’t been home for two months, and you’ve worried your grandfather sick."
"Who keeps forcing me to find a wife every day?" Bai Tang was even more annoyed.
"It’s just a woman. Can’t you find one, or do you look down on them, Bai Tang?"
"Of course, I look down on them. They’re all so banal and insipid, painful to even glance at. The only one I liked, and you, Ming Uncle, let her slip away."
"That girl did indeed look pleasing to the eye, but you better stop thinking about her," he warned.
"Then the next time I go home and the old man brings it up again, I’ll just say Ming Uncle you let the girl I liked slip away."
"What old man? Show some respect, that’s your grandfather."
"And another thing, what ’next time I go home’? You’re coming back with me right now."
"So annoying!" Bai Tang’s expression was one of utter helplessness.
After the car had driven a distance, Jun Moyan suddenly spoke up: "Stop the car."
Qing Yi pulled over to the side and stopped, though before he could ask what was wrong, Jun Moyan’s voice rang out again: "You two, get out."
Qing Yi and Bai Yi unbuckled their seat belts and got out of the car.
"Old Qing, what exactly is going on with the Young Master? What’s the deal with that girl? He says he raised her, but when did he do that behind our backs? Why deny it this morning and act like he didn’t know her, yet mysteriously travel together?"
"How should I know?" Qing Yi was also full of questions.
Even now, he couldn’t figure out what the relationship was between the Young Master and that girl.
Jun Moyan glanced at Wen Xiao’ai, who had been looking out the window and ignoring him ever since she got in the car.
He opened his mouth to say something but didn’t know what to say.
His hand on his lap was half clenched into a fist, clearly indicating how tense and complicated he felt inside.
Although Wen Xiao’ai was looking out the window, her attention was all on Jun Moyan beside her.
Seeing that he hadn’t moved for a long time, she suddenly furrowed her small eyebrows.
Her long hair covering her ears was suddenly flicked, and Wen Xiao’ai reflexively covered her ears and dodged backward.
Glaring at Jun Moyan: "You’re not allowed to pinch my ears."
She had wanted to say this to him for a very long time.
Today, she finally had the chance.
Jun Moyan’s hand paused mid-air. Hearing her words, his fingers slightly curved.
Looking at the pouty Wen Xiao’ai, Jun Moyan’s lips slightly pursed, his heartbeat accelerated, and he could no longer remain calm.
After a while, he took a breath, trying to calm himself down.
He said, "...I won’t pinch."
However, as he spoke, his voice still trembled slightly due to excessive excitement and nervousness.
Wen Xiao’ai looked at the hand in front of her, still covering her ears: "Then what are you trying to do?"