Chapter 13: The Great Rebellion

The decoration in the wine cabinet is filled with an antique oriental charm.

In addition to Mr. Wen, there were three men and two women sitting in front of the agarwood round table.

After receiving the news from Mr. Wen, several people quickly arranged the work they had and rushed over.

They are Wen Jingchuan, the eldest son of Mr. Wen, Jiang Ruoying, the second son of Mr. Wen, and the second daughter-in-law Bai Canwei, and the third son of Mr. Wen, who has not been married.

"Dad, is she really back from my aunt?" Wen Jingchuan asked.

Wen Zilin also looked at Mr. Wen, as if waiting for his answer.

The two of them have memories of this little aunt. When Wen Jiu left, one was nine years old and the other was five years old.

At that time, Mr. Wen didn't mention his aunt to them, and he hadn't gotten used to it for a while.

Mr. Wen raised his eyebrows proudly: "Of course! The lively dimples!"

Others: “……”

This little aunt must be fifty if she is not sixty, and she can still be alive?

Didn't see anyone, Wen Zichuan asked curiously: "Dad, where is that little aunt? Why didn't you come with you?"

"Add the phone outside." Old Master Wen glanced at the door and said, "I will see your aunt later. I have a better attitude. I can't be as ignorant as that stinky brat in Qi Ye!"

"Dad, what's wrong with Qi Ye?" Jiang Ruoying frowned.

Regarding this little aunt, she heard Wen Jingchuan whisper and was very curious.

When talking about this, Mr. Wen became angry: "The little brat said he would give your aunt 500,000 and let her leave the Wen family."

Jiang Ruoying: “………”

Wen Jingchuan's face darkened, "Qi Ye is so indifferent. How could he say such a ruthless thing!"

"Dad, is that little aunt angry?" Jiang Ruoying showed concern. Before she could meet, her unfilial son offended her aunt.

"I must be very angry." Wen Jingchuan remembered that his aunt had a bad temper.

Just as Mr. Wen was about to speak, the door of the private room was pushed open from outside. A table of people stood up and looked at the door.

The girl's shoulder-length hair was dark and shiny, making her beautiful face look paler.

She was wearing a black shirt, with a blooming white flower embroidered at the collar, and a pair of slim black jeans, making her look slim and thin.

Wen Qiye and Wen Yunhuai walked one by her and the other behind her.

Wen Jingchuan and Wen Zilin both looked at Wen Jiu in shock, while the other three were a little disappointed.

They thought the person who came was that little aunt.

Just as the three of them were about to sit down, they heard Mr. Wen smile and say, "Xiao Diwo has finished talking on the phone. Come here to sit here."

???

The little dimples are known to my aunt, but—

Why is my aunt so young like a little girl?

Wait, it shouldn't be like.

This is obviously a little girl!

"Brother, which one is Jingchuan and which one is Zilin?" Wen Jiu walked to Mr. Wen, and his eyes swept over the person standing in front of the round table, and he did not recognize who was.

Wen Qiye, Wen Yunhuai: “………”

Is this done homework in advance? It seems like I am really a little aunt.

Wen Jingchuan and Wen Zilin were caught off guard before they could recover from the shock of "Why are your aunt not old?"

Mr. Wen introduced to Wen Jiu with a loving face, "This person in black suit is Jingchuan, and the person in white shirt is Zilin."

Wen Jiu nodded and said in a relieved tone: "I have grown up, and I can't recognize you."

A few people except Mr. Wen: “………”
Chapter completed!