Chapter 191

Wen Ling let out an extremely improper laugh, and when Wen Lao glared over, she quickly covered her mouth to feign innocence.

Wen Lao withdrew his gaze and softly comforted Qin Yuyang: "Yuyang, this matter itself is that you did something wrong; why did you bully your classmate? Can you tell Grandpa Wen?"

Qin Yuyang sobbed, unwilling to speak, while Qin Lao snorted coldly beside him: "What else could it be? Born into the Qin Family, he's been given the privilege to bully others with impunity, bullying people recklessly; I don't know who he inherited this from, so utterly shameless."

"Inherited from you!" Wen Lao raised his head, frowned at Qin Lao, and said, "Can you stop interrupting? What does our conversation have to do with you?"

Qin Lao stood up and shouted, "I'm his grandfather; am I not allowed to speak?"

Wen Ling also noticed Qin Yuyang's oddness, quickly got up, went forward, linked arms with Wen Lao, and walked aside, saying as she walked: "Grandpa, don't be angry; I also think Qin Yuyang wouldn't bully a classmate for no reason. He won't say the cause; maybe it's because of something that he hasn't spoken."

Qin Lao glanced back at Qin Yuyang standing opposite Wen Lao, sighed, and said: "I really don't know who this kid takes after; your uncles and aunts are nothing like him."

Wen Ling said nothing, merely sweeping her gaze across Qin Lao's face.

Who else could he take after? Follow you, of course—with your personality, who else could he follow?

Qin Yuyang stood before Wen Lao, looking at his kind gaze, and completely broke down, bursting into tears with a wail.

Wen Ling looked over and saw Qin Yuyang crying as he threw himself into Wen Lao's arms, aggrievedly saying: "He started it, bullying me first. He said I wasn't beaten because my family is rich; once we have no money, he'll hit me, and he also said the Qin Family will surely go bankrupt sooner or later."

Wen Ling furrowed her brows tightly; at such a young age, how could he say such things?

Qin Yuyang continued: "He insulted my brother and sister-in-law, even my grandfather; I really couldn't hold back before hitting him."

Qin Lao was truly angry this time, but this anger was not directed at Qin Yuyang, but at the Wang family, who were demanding several hundred thousand in compensation from the Qin Family because Qin Yuyang had beaten their son.

He took out his phone, called Qin Yuchen, and berated him severely.

"Is this how you're supposed to be an older brother? Your younger brother got bullied and framed, yet you didn't even know, and you still blame him for being clueless—just you, just you're so capable."

"I'm telling you, go find the Wang family right away—we can pay the money, but the Qin Family won't let them off the hook for this."

"……"

Wen Ling didn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone; she only knew that her maternal grandfather changed his face faster than flipping a page in a book, and she wondered to herself, thinking that her own knack for changing faces quickly was probably inherited from her grandfather.

She stopped listening to her grandfather's scolding, walked over to Wen Lao, and seeing Qin Yuyang still crying in Wen Lao's arms, she softly said, "Qin Yuyang, stop crying for now."

Qin Yuyang obediently held back his tears, withdrew from Wen Lao's embrace, and his big eyes were already swollen from crying.

Wen Ling raised her hand to ruffle his hair and said softly, "I know you feel wronged, but let me tell you, hitting him won't make him realize he was in the wrong."

Qin Yuyang looked at her blankly; Wen Ling curled her lips, pulled a tissue from the table, and while wiping his tears said, "He said you were throwing your weight around, didn't he? Then you should really throw your weight around to show him—so he knows you're not someone to mess with, and also so he knows that his claim that the Qin Family will eventually go bankrupt is impossible."

"You only hit him, which felt good, but you still have to pay him compensation, ending up suffering a silent loss."

Qin Yuyang nodded, still a bit dazed; Wen Ling saw he hadn't reacted yet and chuckled, "All right, this time your older female cousin and your future brother-in-law are taking Grandfather and Grandpa out to play, and they're bringing you along—have you ever been to Guishan?"

"No." Qin Yuyang's voice still a little choked, he glanced sideways at Qin Lao cautiously, seeing Qin Lao still on the phone, he withdrew his gaze: "Grandfather is really angry."

"He's angry, not at you, but at himself for scolding you without clarifying the situation, and also at your older brother—after the incident, the first thing he did was to get you a leave of absence so you wouldn't go to school." Zhou Yinhe, feeling delighted at Wen Ling's remark about "future brother-in-law," stood up, ruffled Qin Yuyang's short hair, and said helplessly, "The Qin Family folks are usually sharp—how come you're so straightforward?"

"These young masters from aristocratic families, if they really were to fight, wouldn't do it themselves."

Qin Yuyang finally felt embarrassed, raised his hand to wipe away tears with the back of his hand, turned his face away, and dared not look at Wen Ling.

Wen Ling chuckled, not holding it against him; seeing his tear-streaked face, she took his hand and led him back to the villa, where she let him wash his face in the first-floor restroom.

After Qin Yuyang finished washing up, the two walked out together, passing the cat climbing frame where Hehe and Heng heng were; Qin Yuyang, thinking he was being subtle, lifted his head to look at Hehe and Heng heng on top—being young, his emotions were written all over his face.

Wen Ling easily noticed his gaze, looked up, and called out to the two half-collared cats.

Hehe and Heng heng jumped down in order, and the instant they landed they trotted over with little cat steps, rubbing against Wen Ling's legs.

Wen Ling squatted down, picked up Hehe and Heng heng, exerted a bit of strength, placed the two in front of Qin Yuyang, and chuckled, "Want to hold them?"

Qin Yuyang's eyes lit up, he kept nodding; Wen Ling saw he wanted to hold them, and without worrying whether he could steady the two half-collared cats, she simply let go, placing both fully onto him.

Qin Yuyang stumbled and fell to the ground unexpectedly, but he didn't feel any pain; holding the two cats, he grinned so widely his mouth couldn't close, and he kept rubbing his little face against them.

Wen Ling stood to the side, feeling somewhat helpless yet also amused.

Zhou Yinhe came in, saw the two of them with the two cats like that, and said helplessly, "Qin Yuchen and Liushutong will be here any moment."

"What are they coming for? Not letting Qin Yuyang go to Guishan with us?"

"I don't know what was said, but after hanging up the phone, Grandfather Qin said they were coming." Zhou Yinhe saw disappointment written all over Qin Yuyang's face, crouched down, and asked, "Do you want to go with us?"

Qin Yuyang nodded firmly: "Yes."

Zhou Yinhe curled his lips and said flatly, "If you want to go, then go—don't worry about your brother; I'll talk to him."

"Thanks!" Qin Yuyang said his thanks, then felt he should add something more, and added another sentence.

"Thank you, future brother-in-law!"

Zhou Yinhe let out an "ah," feeling that the more he looked at this kid, the more pleasing he found him.

Wen Ling rolled her eyes, blaming no one else—who let her just blurt that out casually earlier.

Qin Yuchen and Liushutong arrived shortly, seeing Qin Yuyang with red, swollen eyes clutching Heng heng and refusing to let go, both of their faces looked grim.

Liushutong walked up to Qin Yuyang, bent down, and asked gently, "Why weren't you willing to tell me and your brother what happened back then?"