"Xiaocha, look at him. Ugly, isn’t he?"
I’ll make him even uglier in a mont.
Hearing Wen Xiao’ai mocking him, Jun Wuyang’s face turned red with anger, nearly breathless with rage.
Yet, having had diarrhea to the point of exhaustion, he barely had the strength to walk, let alone wanting to waste his breath talking.
The drunkard must have tampered with his dicine, but even knowing there were issues with it, he still had to take it.
It’s very likely a prank, but since the drunkard promised in front of everyone he could cure him within five days and took his money, it couldn’t be a scam.
Just hold on a bit longer, perhaps by tomorrow night, I’ll really be better.
Once I’m well, I’ll slowly settle the score, every last bit of it.
"Miss Wen." Seeing the Jun Family’s old lady and a few others glaring at Wen Xiao’ai, looking as if they couldn’t wait to deep fry her to a golden crisp, Xiaocha worriedly tugged at her clothes and called out to her softly.
Wen Xiao’ai stopped laughing and asked the Jun Family’s old lady, "What did you want to see for?"
The Jun Family’s old lady didn’t respond right away but instead slowly sipped tea from the cup before her.
After a few mouthfuls, she finally spoke, "Our Wuchen is fond of you."
"And then?"
"I said our Wuchen is fond of you." The Jun Family’s old lady, seeing Wen Xiao’ai’s deanor, raised her voice and repeated herself.
"I know, why do you need to say it twice?"
Wen Xiao’ai was sowhat puzzled. What, was it not allowed for her second brother and grandfather to like her too?!
How ddleso this old lady was, even concerning herself with that.
"Are you really clueless or just pretending to be?"
Seeing the Jun Family’s old lady’s behavior, Wen Xiao’ai rembered what Jun Moyan told her a few days ago, that Jun Wuyang had convinced the old lady to have her married to his second brother.
Could this be about that?
"What exactly do you want to tell ?"
"Because Wuchen is fond of you, and can’t bring himself to tell Jun Moyan directly, he asked to convey the ssage to you, to ask if you would be willing to marry into the Jun Family, to beco Wuchen’s wife." The Jun Family’s old lady hadn’t looked Wen Xiao’ai directly in the eye from start to finish.
Her arrogant deanor, as if others were beneath her notice, made Wen Xiao’ai really want to help correct her vision.
"Marry my second brother?" Wen Xiao’ai silently clenched her fists, suddenly feeling incensed.
As expected, it was this matter.
These people were truly despicable.
Blaming it on the second brother as if it were his idea when it was obviously their own, deliberately trying to sabotage the relationship between the second brother and Jun Moyan.
Truly hateful, infuriating to the cat’s death~
"I’m going to marry Jun Moyan. There are plenty of people who like , am I supposed to marry all of them?"
"Don’t be ungrateful. My Jun Family is a prestigious clan, the most influential of the major families in the Capital City, with countless people scheming to marry into us but unable to even step through the door. Don’t bite the hand that feeds you."
"Then let those who wish to marry go ahead and marry. Who do you think you are to , commanding to marry and expecting to comply? Who gave you the audacity and confidence?"
This old lady’s words were genuinely unpleasant to hear. If it weren’t for her advanced age, Wen Xiao’ai would definitely have given her an itch to scratch for a few days.
"You..." The Jun Family’s old lady was so angered by Wen Xiao’ai, she was at a loss for words for a mont.
anwhile, Madam Jun smiled sardonically, "Alright, Mother, don’t stoop to the level of soone ill-mannered. It’s futile to say more, lest you upset yourself. With such people, there’s no need for excessive talk."
As she spoke, Madam Jun looked at Wen Xiao’ai, sizing her up from head to toe, and as she did, she felt a spark of jealousy within.
No wonder even Jun Moyan was enchanted by her; she really was a sight for sore eyes.
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