"Axuan, calm down."
Just at that moment, Yu Chiyin timely spoke up, his large palm pressing down on her shoulder.
Lu Fengxuan bit her lip, suppressed her emotions, and a few seconds later, she apologized to Old Wen, "I'm sorry, Grandpa Wen, it was Axuan who was being unreasonable."
"I know you're worried about me, but I'm living a good life now. I have a family, children, and your love. I don't need some irrelevant people barging into my life."
Old Wen looked at her, shook his head and said, "Girl, being too rigid can lead to breakage. Your temperament still needs to be tempered."
Lu Fengxuan pursed her lips and said nothing, not willing to bow her head.
"Old Wen..." Yu Chiyin started to speak.
"There's no need for you to protect her and make excuses for her."
Old Wen, who was always kind, suddenly spoke sternly:
