Wen mo stood alone in a corner. After taking two sips of water, he looked at the passersby in boredom.
"What are you doing here, you lunatic?" a voice suddenly rang out.
Wen mo turned around and saw his half-brother, Wen Xuan, standing proudly in front of him, his eyes filled with disdain.
He ignored her and did not speak.
Wen Xuan was twelve years old this year. He had inherited Zhong Hui's height and was not too tall, only slightly over 1.5 meters. He had to look up at Wen mo.
hahaha, how could I have forgotten? you're not only a lunatic, you're also a mute.
Wen mo clenched his fist slightly, his eyes a little dark.
Behind Wen Xuan were Xu Lu and a few other young masters who looked as arrogant and ignorant as Wen Xuan. All of them were laughing at Wen mo.
"Is this the one your father gave birth to?"
Wen Xuan wasn't big, but he had a bad heart. He laughed, " "Yeah, he's a lunatic. He can't even speak."
"Your dad is really unlucky."
Wen Xuan rolled his eyes at Wen mo. he's not just a lunatic. He's also extremely greedy. He asked my father for a lot of money.
"I really can't tell."
Wen Xuan: " that's why they deserve it. They deserve to be sick. They deserve to live a poor life. They deserve to live in poverty.
With a loud 'pa', a huge slap landed on Wen Xuan's face.
Wen Qiao grew anxious and used all her strength. This slap caused Wen Xuan to stagger and fall to the ground.
Wen Qiao couldn't be bothered with a certain child who was yelling at her. She looked at Wen mo worriedly."Little Mo, are you okay?"
It was not easy for Xiao mo to open his mouth. If that stupid Wen Xuan triggered his autism again, she would never be able to forgive him.
Wen mo saw the worry in his sister's eyes and his heart skipped a beat. sister, I'm alright.
With great difficulty, Wen Xuan managed to get up with the help of his good friend. He could not believe that Wen mo had actually spoken.
"Didn't you say that he's a mute?" his friend asked in a low voice.
"Yeah, can't he talk?"
Xu Lu supported her younger brother, her eyes trembling. Wen mo could actually speak now, and Wen Chi's bipolar disorder had also been cured.
Wen Chi's bipolar disorder had been cured, but she was going to be irritable.
With that, the three Wen siblings 'reputation would be irrepressible. Uncle Wen had also found out that Fu Nanli was Wen Qiao's boyfriend, and he had the intention to ease the tension between them.
In that case, her, her brother, and her mother's situation in the Wen family would be terrible, especially for her. Her brother was uncle Wen's biological son and uncle Wen had always doted on him. However, she was not related to uncle Wen by blood.
Now that she did not have any backing, uncle Wen started to treat her coldly.
And her current situation was all thanks to Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao's sudden change in temperament had caused her originally stable life to change. She hated this change, but there was nothing she could do.
Wen Xuan covered his face and looked at Wen Qiao with gritted teeth. "How can you hit me? Where do you think you are? You've been in the slums for a long time and suddenly found yourself a rich man. Do you think you can do whatever you want? Where do you think you are?"
Wen Qiao sighed with emotion. Zhong Hui was indeed uncultured. She had raised her son to be a hoodlum in the marketplace, completely unlike the well-educated upper-class society.
With another slap, Xu Lu supported Wen Xuan and said angrily, " "Wen Qiao, what are you doing?"