Chapter 7
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
If Thereâs Anything, Talk to My Lawyer
When she saw that the pretentious farce was over, Wen Qiao, who had been leaning against the wall, stood up straight and entered the living room while clapping. âChopinâs Polonaise in G Minor. Not bad. Itâs only a little worse off than our Wen Mo when he was four years old.â
The arrival of the uninvited guest broke the harmonious feeling amongst the family of four. A hint of guilt flashed in Wen Jianminâs eyes. Did this lass hear him when he said that those two children were the stigmas in his life?
Wen Xuan was the first to react. He jumped off from the stool and snapped indignantly, âDonât compare me with a nutcase who canât even talk!â
Both Zhong Hui and Xu Lu observed Wen Jianminâs reaction without saying anything. Wen Jianmin clearly had no objections about this statement and didnât speak up to refute him.
Wen Qiaoâs lips curled up into a cold smile. âIf I were to choose, Iâd rather be a mentally challenged genius than a mediocre person like you. After all, mental disorders can be cured but mediocrity will follow you for life.â
Zhong Hui couldnât hold it in anymore and retorted in an enigmatic tone, âXuanxuan is still young. Why are you arguing with a child like him?â
A cold smile appeared on Wen Qiaoâs lips. âIf the child doesnât know any better, then he must be taught by the adults. If the adults donât know any better, then does that mean that Aunt Zhong often mentions the word ânutcaseâ in private?â
Zhong Hui was forced to yield and she gritted her teeth.
âThe moment you come, you act so aggressively. What are you here for?â Wen Jianmin finally spoke up, but it was only to defend his current wife and son.
The four of them stood together, while Wen Qiao was by herself, standing up against the entire world. Even the smile in her eyes was cold as ice.
Wen Qiao took out a piece of paper from her jeans pocket, slowly opening it up. âThe reason Iâve come today is to settle a debt with you. When you divorced my mother, you forced her to leave without a single cent to her name. In the past 11 years, you havenât paid a single cent for child support. This is illegal. Iâve done up a calculation and youâll need to pay us about two million. Here is the bill for you to take a look.â
Now that she had been reincarnated, there were many things that she had to do. Of course, sheâd need money.
Itâd be a waste to not get the trashy dadâs money. How could she let him get away so easily?
Zhong Hui burst out furiously, âWen Qiao, you donât manage the finances so you donât know how much things cost. To think that youâre asking for such an exorbitant amount, do you have any shame? Wanting to get two million right off the bat. Do you think that your fatherâs money comes from nowhere?â
The courteous but insincere smile on Wen Qiaoâs face disappeared completely. âYour ex-husband is useless and isnât willing to pay you for the child support, but my dad is different, he is rich. Moreover, who are you to interfere when Iâm taking my dadâs money? Get the facts right on what your surname is before you speak.â
It would be hard to find a blacker face than Wen Jianminâs at that moment. âYou show no respect to your elders at all. Is this how your mom taught you?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
In response, Wen Qiao shrugged. âMy mom is gentle and virtuous, itâs just that I grew wildly by myself. Moreover, itâs not that Iâm not showing any respect to my elders. Iâm just straightforward in my words. Iâm only 19 and Iâm still young. Aunt Zhong, you canât possibly hold it against me, right?â
Having her words thrown back in her face, Zhong Hui was so angry that the color on her face kept switching between red and white.
Wen Jianmin was more than a little enraged. âIâve said one line, and you have ten lines waiting to refute me. You donât know how to conduct yourself at all. You know to call me dad when youâre here to ask for money, but why donât you usually call me dad?â
âYouâre wrong with the cause and effect relationship. Itâs not that I donât call you dad, but werenât you the one to abandon us first. I want to call you that, but did you give me the chance to? Mr. Wen?â
Wen Jianmin threw the bill in his hand. âDonât even dream of getting the two million. No way.â
Wen Qiao then took out a name card from another pocket. âIf Mr. Wen has any opinions, please discuss it with my lawyer. I donât mind airing dirty linen in public and taking this to court.â
With that said, she placed the name card on the grand piano and turned to leave in a brusque manner.