Wen Xiao’ai hadn’t finished speaking when the old master Jun immediately cursed in anger, "Nonsense." The source of thɪs content is novel·fire·net
"This wretched boy, truly fearless of scolding, even dared to come to you about this matter." The old master Jun was immediately filled with anger.
Just the other day because of this matter, they had almost split the family in the early morning, thinking they wouldn’t dare to bring it up again. Unexpectedly, today they actually brought everyone back home to discuss it.
"And then? What else did they say?" Jun Wuchen also looked displeased.
Even now, sitting together with Wen Xiao’ai felt somewhat awkward.
"I said I wanted to marry Jun Moyan, not the second brother. Wuyang, seeing that I disagreed, had someone drug the juice I was drinking, planning to strip me naked and throw me onto the second brother’s bed..." Wen Xiao’ai said this with a face filled with lingering fear and indignation.
"What?!" The old master Jun widened his eyes, hardly able to believe that Wuyang would dare to do such a condemnable act.
"However, I was cautious and knew he was up to no good. I pretended to drink just a drop, then feigned fainting, and that’s when I heard him say it. It was utterly despicable."
Xiaocha: Drink just a little? Didn’t you drink it all?!
"Later, when he saw that I hadn’t fainted, he began to undress in front of me. It scared me to death, but luckily Xiaocha and I ran away quickly," Wen Xiao’ai continued, her face still showing signs of shock and fright.
The old master Jun saw this and felt a pang of heartache. His anger grew even more.
"Scoundrel, scoundrel!" The old master Jun was so angry he trembled all over, unable to speak, and cursed ’scoundrel’ twice.
Was this an attempt to frame Xiao’ai and Wuchen, and even harbor ill intentions toward Xiao’ai?!
He dared to commit such an outrageous act.
Jun Wuchen too was so furious that he slammed his hand hard on the armrest of his wheelchair.
He was even more enraged than the day the old lady Jun had come to tell him about this matter.
He had hoped his warning would make him realize the gravity of the situation and rein in his actions. Yet, just two days later, he committed another despicable act.
The old master Jun suddenly stood up, grabbed his cane from nearby, and said furiously, "This scoundrel, I really need to frighten him this time."
"Grandfather, I’m all right, don’t upset yourself because of me," Wen Xiao’ai stood up, her eyes brimming with tears and her nose red, seemingly recalling her recent perilous experience. She felt very scared and wronged but also worried that the old master Jun might cause another major upset at home because of her.
The old master Jun looked at her feeling both distressed and angry, determined to seek justice for Wen Xiao’ai.
"If that scoundrel can commit such an outrage, if we don’t teach him a lesson, who knows what greater evil he might do next," he said.
Having said that, the old master Jun left the villa, filled with rage.
Wen Xiao’ai said she wanted to go with him, but the old master Jun insisted she stay here to avoid being frightened again.
Jun Wuchen quickly instructed two bodyguards to follow him.
Xiaocha, seeing the old master Jun going to seek justice for Wen Xiao’ai, felt a surge of excitement.
She thought to herself how much better at acting Miss Wen was than Wuyang. What had actually happened behind the scenes wasn’t at all, yet the way she told it, Wuyang’s sins seemed enormous.
To make matters worse, it sounded as though none of it were incorrect—Wuyang did indeed end up undressed, only it wasn’t he who did it, rather someone else did—
"Second brother... did I cause trouble? Is Grandfather going to quarrel with them because of me?" Wen Xiao’ai asked Jun Wuchen, looking uneasy and wronged.
"Don’t worry, this matter is not your fault. Just like Grandfather said, if we don’t teach him a lesson now, who knows what other unforgivable acts he might commit,"