Because she ran too hastily, Wen Xiao’ai fell headfirst into the villa, sliding a short distance on the smooth floor, dizzy from the fall, tears almost escaping her eyes.
Lying on the floor, it took her a while to recover, her head spinning so much that she didn’t even know how she had gotten inside.
The dog stood outside the villa, tongue out, watching Wen Xiao’ai who had fallen inside, wanting to enter but not daring to, yet unwilling to leave.
It simply sat down on its haunches, waiting outside for Wen Xiao’ai to come out.
The person walking the dog caught up and, seeing the dog waiting there, didn’t hesitate to pull on its leash and leave.
"Woof." The dog was reluctant.
"Stop barking, if you disturb the people inside, beware of your dog head." The person forcefully pulled the dog away.
Wen Xiao’ai got up, shaking her little head.
Turning her head and seeing the dog being pulled away, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She raised her little paws and rubbed her head which was sore from the fall.
Stupid dog, this princess remembers you.
You better pray that we don’t meet again; otherwise, this princess will surely summon two little ghosts from the Netherworld to scare you to death.
Wen Xiao’ai was fuming about this when she suddenly felt a gaze on her and instinctively looked in the direction of that gaze.
When she saw the owner of that gaze, Wen Xiao’ai involuntarily opened her mouth in surprise...
Meanwhile, the Jun Family’s main hall was quite bustling.
Jun Moyan was helping an old man down the stairs.
The dozen or so people sitting around the living room couches watched Jun Moyan come down, their eyes conveying a mixture of emotions.
Yet, they all stood up to greet the old man.
This old man was the head of the Jun Family, Jun Moyan’s grandfather.
Although he was the head of the family, he actually didn’t manage affairs nor could he.
The real power in the family lay with the Old Mistress.
In his youth, the Old Master had wronged the Old Mistress and was guilt-ridden, so he passed the power to the Old Mistress as compensation.
Initially, the family opposed handing over power to an outsider woman, but the Old Master was determined, and the Old Mistress’s own family had significant influence.
Although resentful, they were unable to stop it.
Over the years, the Old Master enjoyed his leisure. Follow current novels on novel⟡fire.net
Jun Moyan helped the Old Master to sit down in the middle of the sofa next to the Old Mistress.
He intended to sit on the side, but the Old Master pulled him down beside himself.
The motion was very natural.
"Sit, everyone, sit."
The Old Master invited everyone to sit down.
In such large families, one could actually discern each person’s status in the house by where they sat.
This gesture by the Old Master clearly displeased some people present.
After all, Jun Moyan was not well-regarded in the Jun Family.
It should be the eldest grandson, Jun Wuyang, who had the right to sit by the Old Master’s side.
Even though Jun Moyan had substantial influence outside, this was the Jun Family.
Of course, no one would specifically seek displeasure by mentioning it.
"Moyan, how have you been lately? You seem to have lost a lot of weight," said a handsome middle-aged uncle.
This man was Jun Moyan’s father, the eldest son of the Jun Family—Jun Qing.
He was not only Jun Moyan’s father but also Jun Wuyang’s.
Jun Moyan, being the son of Jun Qing and the eldest son of the family, should have had a high status.
However, his mother was merely a common woman and from a secondary branch.
To put it simply, Jun Moyan and Jun Wuyang were half-brothers from the same father.
This was the reason why Jun Wuyang always targeted him, trying by all means to end him.