"She said you like Xiao’ai and discussed it with Grandpa, wanting Xiao’ai to marry you." A faint voice came from the other side of the phone, belonging to Jun Moyan.
Just as usual, it was impossible to discern his mood from his tone.
"I didn’t, and Grandpa doesn’t know anything about this." Although he knew Jun Moyan wouldn’t believe him, Jun Wuchen still hurried to explain.
Of course, he himself was innocent in this affair.
He wasn’t stupid; it was obvious without even thinking that this was Jun Wuyang’s doing.
Thinking of Jun Wuyang brought a murderous look to Jun Moyan’s eyes.
He had endured him time and again, and now that he had left the Jun Family, if Jun Wuyang was so eager to seek death, daring to set his sights on Xiaoguai, then he wouldn’t mind helping him along.
If he dared to touch Xiaoguai, he would definitely cripple him.
"That’s good." Although he knew Jun Moyan wouldn’t overthink it, Jun Wuchen still couldn’t help wanting to explain things to him in person.
After all, Moyan was particularly sensitive when it came to family ties.
After a few words with Jun Moyan, Jun Wuchen hung up the phone.
But then he saw Jun Wuyang, a hand clutching his stomach, walking unsteadily towards him, as if he could barely stay on his feet.
As soon as Jun Wuchen saw Jun Wuyang, the anger in his heart grew stronger. When Jun Wuyang approached, he called out to him.
Pale and haggard, Jun Wuyang, his face scratched with bloody marks, forced a smile and spoke before Jun Wuchen could say a word.
"Congratulations, big brother. Let me be the first to wish you a happy marriage."
Jun Wuchen looked at him, his face no longer showing his usual gentleness. The look he gave Jun Wuyang lacked the respect he once held for his older brother, replaced only by indifference and anger.
"I warn you, if you dare hurt Moyan or Xiao’ai again, I will not let you off."
This change in Jun Wuchen surprised Jun Wuyang.
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"Heh..." Jun Wuyang scoffed dismissively, his face full of scorn: "You? A cripple? What can you do? You can’t even walk without someone pushing you."
Upon hearing Jun Wuyang call Jun Wuchen a ’cripple’, Gu Li by his side immediately looked stern. Just as he was about to speak, Jun Wuchen’s icy words echoed once more.
"My legs may be crippled, but I am not useless. If I choose to, the Jun Family might not necessarily end up in your hands. If you don’t believe me, feel free to try."
People are born kind, but no one can remain kind forever.
Being good-tempered doesn’t mean one lacks temper. Once you cross his bottom line, he can be more ruthless than anyone else.
"If you behave and stay in your lane, the Jun Family will be yours. But if not, just as you forced Moyan to leave today, I can force you out tomorrow."
Jun Wuyang looked at Jun Wuchen, who seemed like a completely different person, utterly unable to adapt and even somewhat intimidated.
After giving Jun Wuchen a deep look, Jun Wuyang didn’t say another word and went straight into the villa.
Jun Wuchen held the shares for three people in his hands—his own and those of his parents. And if he asked for it, even the yet-to-be-resolved shares of Jun Moyan, as well as Grandpa’s, would end up in his hands.
So even if he successfully became the family head in the end, the Jun Family would not be his alone.
Moreover, considering the good relationship between Jun Wuchen and Gu Li, Gu Li would certainly support him should he ask.
Who would be the family head in the future remained uncertain.
As Jun Wuyang pondered, he had already entered the villa.
Intending to complain to Madame Jun that the medicine given by that drunkard not only failed to relieve the itching but also caused diarrhea, and preparing to make Madame Jun create another scene in Wu Garden, he did not expect to be confronted by Old Master Jun as soon as he entered, demanding to know whether the idea of Jun Wuchen marrying Wen Xiao’ai was his doing.