"Xiaoguai, Second Brother and Grandpa have co," Jun Moyan put down his phone and raised his hand to pat the small head lying on his lap.
"Have Second Brother and Grandpa moved in to live with us?" Wen Xiao’ai sounded listless, but her eyes still sparkled when she heard they had arrived.
"No, they brought Wuyang here to seek treatnt from the drunkard."
"Treatnt?"
"Have you forgotten what you did?" Jun Moyan said with a half-smile.
Rembering the incident, Wen Xiao’ai suddenly perked up, stood up, and pulled Jun Moyan to go out.
"Let’s go, let’s see. Wuyang must look super, super ugly right now. Jun Moyan, later on you have to mock him rcilessly, don’t be polite, just laugh at him. If he dares to say anything about you, I’ll make him itchy for another half a month."
Jun Moyan looked at the excited Wen Xiao’ai, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. This little rascal was just too mischievous.
When the two appeared on the stairway corridor, the people seated downstairs turned to look at them.
Wen Xiao’ai went downstairs and sat next to Old Master Jun, sweetly calling out, "Hello, Grandpa."
"Good, good, good, Xiao’ai is good," Old Master Jun was overjoyed. His mood, which had been irritated all day, suddenly brightened upon hearing Wen Xiao’ai’s call.
"Second Brother is also good," Wen Xiao’ai waved at Jun Wuchen with her little hand.
"Xiao’ai is good," Jun Wuchen replied with a smile.
The Old Madam Jun, seeing Wen Xiao’ai ignoring her and making Old Master Jun so happy, found her increasingly unbearable.
With the air of a family matriarch, she scoffed coldly and then said in a sarcastic tone, "Didn’t you say you weren’t available, not at ho, and that you wanted us to turn back ho?"
It was clear she was taking out the frustration she had just endured at Qing Yi’s on them.
Jun Moyan acted as if he hadn’t heard, not engaging with Old Madam Jun’s words, and directly greeted Old Master Jun and Jun Wuchen, of course, only the two of them.
Seeing no one paying her any attention, Old Madam Jun was even more annoyed and began to feel sowhat humiliated.
"We can stay wherever we like and say whatever we want to say."
While Jun Moyan’s status didn’t allow him to get involved, it didn’t an Wen Xiao’ai didn’t care, especially since the old lady wasn’t even her grandmother.
Wen Xiao’ai’s crisp and pleasant voice, though seemingly offensive, made it impossible for anyone to actually get angry at her.
Of course, Old Madam Jun was an exception; she just couldn’t accept Jun Moyan and his mother, or anything related to Jun Moyan for that matter.
"Cohabiting without marriage, are girls nowadays all so shaless?"
"Hmph, Jun Moyan is going to marry eventually. Once he marries , we will be husband and wife. Is it wrong for us to live together then?"
Wen Xiao’ai stood up as she spoke, hugging Jun Moyan’s arm, and looked up at him, asking, "Jun Moyan, you’ll marry in the future, won’t you?"
"Mmm." Jun Moyan agreed without even thinking about it.
It was unclear if he was just going along with Wen Xiao’ai or if that was genuinely his intention.
Upon hearing Jun Moyan’s agreent, Wen Xiao’ai’s eyes shone even brighter, with her tail almost wagging up to the sky in happiness. She looked at Old Madam Jun triumphantly.
"Did you hear that? Jun Moyan will marry . Also, who says living together ans being shaless? Doesn’t your family also have a lot of n and won living together, and so many big dogs? Are you saying you all lack self-respect?"
"How dare you insult us by saying we live with dogs?!" Old Madam Jun was furious.
"I’m not insulting anyone, I’m just stating the facts."
"Hmph, you think you’re worthy of entering our Jun Family’s door?" Old Madam Jun used Wen Xiao’ai’s identity to provoke her.
She had already had soone check, and Wen Xiao’ai was just an obscure and background-less wild girl.
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