Wearing a coat, the old master leaned on his cane with one hand while being supported by Uncle Bai with the other. When they reached the living room, he sat down imposingly on the standalone sofa.
"Si Ning, you're back from your errand so soon?" Seeing Wen Sining, the old master glanced up at the clock on the wall.
She had only been away from home for about half an hour, but the round - trip drive alone should have taken longer. His gaze returned from the clock to Wen Sining. On closer inspection, he noticed that her mood was off.
There were still tears hanging on her eyelashes and streaks on her cheeks.
"What's going on?" The old master's tone turned cold.
Wen Minhao gasped and lowered his head guiltily.
No one said a word, but his actions had already indicated that he was involved.
The old master's cold eyes landed on Wen Minhao. "Did you bully her?"
Shaking his head like a rattle, Wen Minhao tried his best to clear himself of suspicion.
"Si Ning, tell me!" The old master didn't trust him and turned to ask Wen Sining, the person involved.
Everything had been leading up to this moment. How could Wen Sining let Wen Minhao off easily?
She bit her lower lip with her bunny teeth, her eyes darting nervously across everyone's faces.
Taking advantage of the old master's inattention, Wen Minhao glared threateningly at Wen Sining.
"If you dare to talk nonsense, see how I'll deal with you!"
"Really?"
Wen Sining raised an eyebrow and gave a sly smile.
This was the Lu residence, not the Wen family. Did he really think he could do whatever he wanted here?
Feeling the unfriendly gaze, Lu Luochen squinted his eyes and stared at Wen Minhao with a complex expression.
"Grandpa, I need to go to the study to check the surveillance equipment."
His sudden words made the old master look up at him in surprise.
Surveillance?
Due to the special status of the Lu family, for safety reasons, 360 - degree cameras had been installed both inside and outside the house.
Glancing at Wen Minhao, who was trembling constantly, the wise old master immediately understood.
"Go ahead."
Lu Luochen walked past Wen Minhao towards the second floor.
Running his hand across his forehead, Wen Minhao's shifting eyes darted up towards the second floor from time to time. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed nervously.
"Cough... Cough cough..."
Wen Minhao choked on his saliva and spat it out, his face turning red.
The old master shifted his body in disgust at the visible spittle.
Seeing this, Uncle Bai got up, walked to the coffee table, and pulled out two tissues to hand to Wen Minhao.
Was he already scared like this?
Wen Sining looked at him with disgust. Where was his arrogance when he was being so overbearing?
"Mr. Wen, it's quite late. What brings you to the Lu residence?" the old master asked coldly.
He did have something to say, but it wasn't to them.
Wen Minhao held the tissue that he had used to wipe his mouth and kept picking at it with his thumb. His usually aggressive mouth was now sealed shut.
Not getting a response, the old master looked up at Uncle Bai. Uncle Bai immediately understood and turned to walk upstairs.
"Si Ning, come sit next to Grandpa." The old master patted the empty space beside him.
Since entering the house, the old master had been the only one sitting on the sofa.
Wen Sining obediently walked over and sat down, neatly placing her hands on her knees.
"Don't be nervous. Tell Grandpa if anything's wrong. I'll stand up for you." The old master placed his hand on Wen Sining's.
Through the skin, Wen Sining clearly felt the warmth from the old master. She looked down at the age spots on his hand and then looked up into his kind face.
"Okay." Wen Sining nodded shyly.
Uncle Bai rushed downstairs in a hurry and whispered something in the old master's ear, then looked up to gauge his reaction.
"Really?"
"Yes."
The old master looked at Wen Minhao.
Clutching his clothes, Wen Minhao took a step back.
"Si Ning, it's getting late. Go upstairs and rest first." The old master let go of Wen Sining's hand and picked up his cane.
Seeing the old master move, Wen Minhao automatically stepped back.
"Mr... Mr. Lu..." Wen Minhao stammered, putting his hand up in front of him.
Wen Sining stood up and leaned on the sofa, quietly watching the old master's movements.
"Madam, I'll escort you upstairs to rest," Uncle Bai reminded.
The good show was about to start. She really didn't want to leave.
Reluctantly letting go, she looked back at Wen Minhao's frightened face as she walked up the stairs.
On the stairs, Wen Sining bumped into a stiff object. She looked back and saw Lu Luochen standing straight in front of her.
"Go upstairs."
Lu Luochen's words silenced her. Wen Sining quickly moved aside and made way for him.
After Lu Luochen left, Wen Sining quickly ran to the balcony on the second floor.
With a thud, Wen Minhao knelt on the ground.
Wen Sining saw the old master raise and lower his cane, and Wen Minhao's knees hit the floor straight on.
"Tell me, what on earth did you come here for this afternoon!"
With a roar, Wen Minhao collapsed on the floor.
Lu Luochen stepped forward to support the old master and looked down at the trembling Wen Minhao.
The video had been retrieved. As cousins, in Wen Minhao's eyes, Wen Sining was just a woman, and even a cheap one that he could violate.
Although Lu Luochen was reluctant to admit Wen Sining's identity, he also despised Wen Minhao's beastly behavior. Moreover, it was a blatant attempt to violate someone belonging to the Lu family right in front of the Lu residence.
After helping the old master to Uncle Bai's side, Lu Luochen grabbed Wen Minhao on the ground.
In front of Lu Luochen, Wen Minhao was like a chick, with no chance of fighting back. His trembling arms tried to resist, but he didn't even dare to touch Lu Luochen.
"Which hand did you use? Do I need to help you remember?" Lu Luochen said menacingly.
Hand?
Immediately, the image of a big knife chopping off hands and feet flashed through Wen Minhao's mind. He shivered, and the sound of dripping water echoed in the silent air.
All eyes followed the sound. Lu Luochen let go of him in disgust.
Not caring about the humiliation of being scared to pee, Wen Minhao hit the ground hard again. The pain distorted his features, but no matter how angry he was inside, he didn't dare to say a word.
"What happened tonight can be overlooked, but I don't want to see you around the Lu residence again." Lu Luochen knelt down, grabbed his collar, and forced Wen Minhao to look up at him.
At that moment of eye - to - eye contact, Wen Minhao could already imagine where he would end up.
He was thrown out like garbage and left on the roadside. Looking back at the brightly lit Lu residence, he would recognize the figure on the second - floor balcony even if it was turned to ashes.
"Wen Sining, I'll remember this. You just wait for me!" Wen Minhao got up in a mess and pointed angrily at the dim figure on the balcony.