Is this cat... pointing her out?
Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiao’ai’s eager expression and his gaze shifted toward Jun Wuyang, who was seated at the head of the table.
Jun Wuyang slightly furrowed his brows; this damn cat was really spoiling things.
Their eyes met, with Jun Wuyang’s arrogance almost undisguised,
Seeing that the plan had failed, not even slightly panicked or worried, instead, he smiled proudly at Jun Moyan, his eyes filled with provocation.
He was certain that Jun Moyan would not dare to expose him openly.
After all, he had attempted to kill Jun Moyan not once but many times using various methods, and Jun Moyan was very aware of this, yet he never sought revenge.
The reason was simple; within the Jun Family, he had no footing.
And he had always to consider the feelings of Old Master Jun.
Jun Moyan’s hand, which rested on his lap, clenched slightly before he averted his gaze and spoke again, "Qing Yi, take it away."
Qing Yi, who had already entered the room, reached out to pick up Wen Xiao’ai.
But Wen Xiao’ai would not let him, jumping directly into Jun Moyan’s arms from the table.
Her paws, which had stepped in red wine, directly stepped on him, not showing the care she would have for Jun Wuchen, afraid of dirtying him.
Did Jun Moyan really understand her meaning? It was truly frustrating.
"Wuchen, whose cat is this?" asked Old Lady Jun, looking towards Jun Wuchen.
By this time, Jun Moyan had already stood up, holding Wen Xiao’ai.
Jun Moyan and Jun Wuchen spoke almost simultaneously.
"You really are becoming more and more presumptuous, hardly putting the entire Jun Family in your eyes, daring to bring back such an untrained wild thing. If it had hurt Wuchen, could you bear the responsibility?" Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novel✶fire.net
Old Lady Jun’s eyes were sharp.
Although Jun Moyan and Jun Wuchen had both claimed the cat, she did not bother to clarify the situation further, placing all the blame on Jun Moyan.
Even if the cat was indeed Jun Moyan’s, her biased behavior was truly disheartening.
Jun Moyan’s expression turned abruptly somber, and a chill spread across his face, the fierceness in his eyes made Wen Xiao’ai in his arms shiver slightly.
When this man became angry, indeed... even she could hardly handle it.
Jun Moyan slowly raised his head, looking at Old Lady Jun with stern words.
Her every word and phrase stabbed at his heart like the sharpest blade in the world.
This was what they called kinship, look how nauseating and ridiculous it was.
Old Lady Jun, meeting Jun Moyan’s cold and disappointed eyes, felt a shiver in her heart.
This seemed to be the first time he looked at her with such eyes.
They were so cold and piercing, devoid of any emotion, just like when she had cold-heartedly driven this ominous person out of the house years ago.
Old Lady Jun actually began to regret the words she had just spoken.
"It is not a wild thing."
Jun Moyan spoke up coldly, his words resounding firmly.
"It has not hurt anyone."
The people present were slightly stunned, not expecting this response.
However, among the many people present, only Qing Yi, Jun Wuchen, Old Master Jun, and his father, Jun Qing, truly understood the meaning behind his words—
He is not a wild thing. In the Jun Family, he had never intended to harm anyone.
From beginning to end, it is you who have not made room for him.
Wen Xiao’ai lifted her tiny head, looking at the dark-faced Jun Moyan, feeling slightly moved in her heart.
Thinking about how Jun Moyan had always been enduring all sorts of restraints towards this Old Lady Jun, and now he was retaliating against Old Lady Jun because of her.
While Wen Xiao’ai had been somewhat angry earlier, at this moment, it had nearly