Talk about the so - called family bond that doesn't even exist?
Wen Sining shook off the hand and stubbornly hid herself behind Uncle Bai.
"Ms. Jiang, please stay where you are and don't come any closer. The young mistress seems very afraid of you. If you keep chasing after her, she'll get scared," Uncle Bai said, spreading out his arms to block Jiang Ruanqing, who was determined to move forward.
Behind him was her precious son pinned to the ground, and in front was Wen Sining, who was usually easy to handle. A matter that was usually easy to resolve had now become extremely difficult.
Seeing that approaching her forcefully wasn't working, Jiang Ruanqing immediately changed her tactic. She began to cry heart - rendingly, pounding her clenched fists on her chest and then on the floor. Her wailing echoed throughout the Lu family mansion, mournful yet contrived.
Uncle Bai was old, and the loud wailing of Jiang Ruanqing so close to him made his heart thump uncomfortably.
"Ms. Jiang, this is the Lu family. Please stop making such a racket," he said.
Jiang Ruanqing didn't take Uncle Bai seriously at all. Instead of stopping, her behavior became even more excessive.
The inner gate opened. The maid's open mouth was silenced by the person who entered.
A group of people followed behind the old master. The maid at the front opened the door before the old master even reached the living room.
"What do you think the Lu family is? A stage?"
Hearing the old and stern voice, Jiang Ruanqing instantly stopped crying. The unuttered sound got stuck in her throat. When she saw the old master walking towards her, she hiccupped in fear.
The old master walked past her and lovingly stroked Wen Sining, who was still in shock.
"Who did this to your face?"
The scratch on her fingertip was a purplish - blue color. If it had been a bit longer, it would have reached the corner of her eye. The old wound on her face hadn't healed yet, and now there was a new one.
The old master looked back, his dangerous gaze sweeping back and forth between Jiang Ruanqing and Wen Minhao's faces.
"Er..." Jiang Ruanqing's chest heaved with excitement, and her eyes darted around nervously.
His gaze passed over her and landed on Wen Minhao.
The relaxed maids didn't expect him to break free. He wriggled out of their grasp and quickly stood up from the ground. "You've all been deceived by her. The scar on her face is completely fake," he said.
Seeing Wen Minhao's unbridled mouth, Jiang Ruanqing felt a pang of regret and wanted to go over to stop him.
"If you don't believe me, go and tear it off. What you see is all her disguise. She's not stupid at all," Wen Minhao bared his front teeth and pointed menacingly at the scar on Wen Sining's face.
When a person tells too many lies, no one will believe them when they tell the truth. It's like the little boy who cried wolf in the fable. In the end, he can only bear the consequences of his previous lies.
The old master sized Wen Minhao up and down, then pointed at his hand. "You did this?"
All the old and new scars were caused by him. Suddenly being asked this question, Wen Minhao was so scared that he hid his hand behind his back. His glib tongue went silent under the old master's intimidating gaze.
"I've already warned you last time. Although Sining has the Wen surname, she's now a member of our Lu family. Even if she commits a heinous crime, it's our Lu family's business to deal with it. It's not up to you Wens to interfere," the old master said.
"No, Minhao is just too just. Seeing that Sining is going astray, as her cousin, he can't just stand by and do nothing," Jiang Ruanqing said, taking the opportunity to step in front of Wen Minhao to shield him from the old master's harsh words.
Just?
Wen Sining, who was hiding behind Uncle Bai, couldn't help but let out a sneer. If he was just, there would be no evil in the world.
She leaned out and said aggrievedly, "Cousin is angry about what happened last time. I didn't mean to stop him from entering the Lu Group."
Wen Minhao was like a mischievous monkey on Emei Mountain, baring his teeth and claws, wanting to go up and teach Wen Sining a lesson.
"Sining!" Jiang Ruanqing's arm blocked Wen Minhao. Then, looking at Wen Sining with dissatisfaction, she said, "We're all family. There shouldn't be any grudges that last overnight. How can you think so badly of your cousin?"
Think badly?
Wen Sining finally stepped out from behind Uncle Bai. Facing Jiang Ruanqing, who looked displeased, she retorted bluntly, "I'm not angry with cousin. It's cousin who has been chasing after me."
Tears welled up in her eyes like the spring rain, coming without any warning.
Jiang Ruanqing had never seen Wen Sining so sharp - tongued before. She couldn't win the argument. Muttering a few words in defeat, she had to take a closer look at her.
Wen Sining timidly lowered her head, sobbing and sniffling. From time to time, there was a soft dripping sound, which made people's mood follow her emotions in the quiet environment.
Normally, the relationship between the two families should have become closer because of Wen Sining. But the events of these few days had disappointed the old master in the Wen family. He didn't want to delve into who was right and who was wrong anymore.
"Show them out!"
At the old master's order, he comforted Wen Sining. No matter how much they shouted, the old master didn't bother to pay attention to them.
The last time they came to the Lu family, they were politely invited in and left easily. This time, they were dragged in like prisoners as soon as they entered the door, and even when leaving, they didn't receive the servants' respect.
Due to the inertia, Jiang Ruanqing grabbed Wen Minhao's hand. The mother - son duo staggered forward a few steps and heard the loud sound of the door slamming shut behind them.
Wen Minhao's arm had been held by others for several hours. He twisted his numb arm and stamped his foot angrily. "Bah, the Lu family is nothing but a piece of trash!"
"You'll get us into trouble one day with your mouth," Jiang Ruanqing said, pulling Wen Minhao's arm and hitting his shoulder angrily.
If it weren't for him coming to provoke Wen Sining on his own today, would they have angered the old master and been thrown out?
Wen Minhao cried out in pain and rubbed the place where he was hit hard with his palm. "Mom, don't worry. One day, I'll tear off the fake mask on her face. Then I want to see who will still stand by her side."
Seeing that Wen Minhao still refused to give up, Jiang Ruanqing was furious. She grabbed his arm and dragged him into the car. Standing outside the car, she waved her hand violently into the car. "You brat, if you dare to provoke her again, just wait and see how your father will punish you."
The more painful the punches on his body were, the more determined the thought in his heart became. Wen Minhao resisted Jiang Ruanqing's punches and pushed her arm out regardless of her nagging.
The car door was closed in front of her. Exhausted, Jiang Ruanqing wanted to open the back - seat door. As soon as she pulled the handle, the car sped away. Her arm hit the car door and was rubbed for a while. The speeding car also knocked her to the ground. Her butt landed hard on the floor, hurting and burning.
"What a mess these days!" Jiang Ruanqing complained and looked back to see the maids in the mansion laughing at her.