By the end of the night, Niu Xiaoyue was laughing that anyone who didn’t know better would definitely think Luo Ye and Cai Xiaoyu had known each other longer than she and Cai Xiaoyu had.

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Wen Family.

Mr. Wen stared helplessly at his eldest brother sitting across from him.

More than half a lifetime had gone by and his big brother’s temper was still the same—always thinking everything had to go his way, that everything had to listen to him.

He never stopped to reflect on why things had come to this point. If he hadn’t done what he did at the start, how would there be today’s payback?

"Second, I’ve been talking for so long, you should at least give me an attitude. Tell those people over there to stop, quickly. If this keeps going, the Wen Family in Beijing will really be finished.

Do you think, when the Wen Family in Beijing is ruined, that’ll make you look good? In outsiders’ eyes, it’s just us tearing each other apart in-house. If in the end you topple me, what do you think people will make of that?"

Mr. Wen sighed lightly. "Big Brother, I already said, in this matter I didn’t do anything. Coming to me is useless."

"What, the Sha City Wen Family has already been taken over by some little girl? Your status in the Wen Family isn’t as high as that girl’s?"

"If that’s how you want to see it, then so be it." Mr. Wen really couldn’t be bothered to argue with him, so he simply went along with his words.

"Then call her over. I’ll talk to her myself."

"Back in Beijing, didn’t you all already talk? You know perfectly well how that turned out, don’t you? Talking again won’t change anything.

Big Brother, you went too far in this. Since we’re already saying it out loud, then I’ll say my piece too. Ye’er discussed this with me before doing anything, and I agreed.

She’s my own biological granddaughter, and you actually sent people to hurt her. If you really thought the two Wen Families were one family, then you shouldn’t have done something like that. If you truly didn’t want others to see us fighting among ourselves, then you all the more shouldn’t have done such a thing.

If anyone should be disappointed, it ought to be me. If anyone should be angry, it ought to be me. I’ve always respected my elder brother—how did you treat us?

Other than scheming against your own people, it’s still scheming against your own people, constantly thinking about pulling the Sha City Wen Family under your own banner. Do you really take me for a fool, that I don’t see any of this?"

"Who have you been listening to spew nonsense?" Eldest Son Wen’s gaze flickered unnaturally. "That day I was just angered senseless by that girl and blurted out anything. In fact, when have I ever done such a thing?

At first I thought that kid was just playing around with her words, but these past few days, people have been constantly tampering with the Beijing Wen Group, and that’s when I realized she was serious.

Second Brother, how can you be so muddleheaded? She’s going to be part of the Ye Family in the future. Now she’s putting all these companies under her own name; later on won’t they all be the Ye Family’s?

By then, the Ye Family will get a wife for nothing and on top of that get so many of the Wen Group’s assets for free. What’s really scary is that by then the entire Wen Group will be under the Ye name. After the Yang Family goes under, the Wen Family will be right behind them. In the end, the Six Great Families will become Four Families, and who knows, maybe in the end there’ll only be one left."

"Big Brother, how old am I this year?"

"Second Brother, I’m not trying to scare you like you’re a child. I’m telling the truth. Think about it carefully. The Ye Family’s strength is double that of our two families combined. If they get the Beijing Wen Group, they’ll be three times the Wen Family.

If all the assets in Ye’er’s hands eventually flow into the Ye Family, they’ll probably be five times the Wen Family. And if that kid, heaven forbid, sides with her husband’s family and even lets her shares in the Sha City Wen Family be changed to Ye, you don’t need me to spell out the consequences, do you?"

"Wen Bao, see the guest out!"

"Second Brother, you can’t do this!"

"I’m not your second brother. The fact that you can come running here to say these things means you’re not my big brother either. From this day on, there is no relation between you and me." Mr. Wen spoke and then ordered Wen Bao, who was standing off to the side not knowing what to do, "Please escort Mr. Wen out. If he refuses to leave, help him."

"Yes, sir!" Wen Bao answered, then extended his hand toward Eldest Son Wen. "Master, this way, please."

"You..." The Wen Family’s eldest glared at Mr. Wen and gave a furious snort. "If you won’t listen to an elder’s words, you’ll suffer right before your eyes. One day, you’ll regret not listening to me. One day, you’ll regret inviting a wolf into your house."

"Mm, you’re that wolf. On that, I’m certain."

The corner of Wen Bao’s mouth twitched. He extended his hand again. "Master, please."

"You... you all..." Eldest Son Wen turned away in fury.

Fifteen minutes later, Wen Bao came back to report. "Sir, the master has left. But I had someone keep an eye on the direction he went. It seems he’s headed to the Hang Family."

"Mm, he can go wherever he likes. At this point he has to jump around while he still can." Mr. Wen sighed. "If he hadn’t gone overboard, Ye’er wouldn’t be treating him like this, and I wouldn’t have agreed to it."

Wen Bao hesitated for a moment, then still chose to echo him. "Miss is doing the right thing."

Mr. Wen nodded. "If you don’t cut when you should, you’ll be plagued by chaos. Doing this is indeed right. But keep an eye on how things develop over there at all times."

"Yes, sir, I’ve already made all the arrangements." Wen Bao stole a somewhat worried glance at Mr. Wen. "Sir..."

"Relax, I won’t ruin Ye’er’s plan. My goal isn’t to cobble things together only to split them up again. I won’t do that." Mr. Wen chuckled lightly. "Wen Bao, have you also fallen under Ye’er’s spell now?"

"Sir..." Wen Bao mumbled, not knowing what to say.

Mr. Wen patted him. "Go on now. In three days Ye’er will be back. From the call yesterday she sounded in very good spirits, like she’s made another friend. That girl..." He shook his head and didn’t go on.

"Sir, I’ll step out first." The corners of Wen Bao’s mouth were clearly lifted. Miss really was coming back at just the right time...

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Happy birthday to Daddy Nuan! Wishing you health and long life!

This is scheduled in advance. Nu’an is back in her hometown celebrating her dad’s birthday today and won’t be back until tomorrow, so there’s only the first watch. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast a recommendation ticket or a monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.)