Chapter 37: Old hag, go enjoy your spring and autumn dream

Geng Jing Shu let out a troubled sigh.

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After seeing Geng Jing Shu off, Wen Yunzhe hurried to Qilin Yuan without delay.

At that moment, Wen Jingrou and Wen Yuchun, who were about to go out to play, met outside the villa the person whom their three siblings hated to the bone.

Wen Fengshu!

Wen Fengshu, wearing a cheongsam, stepped out of a luxury car and walked arrogantly toward Wen Jingrou and Wen Yuchun.

In fact, Wen Fengshu had never considered these three siblings as family in her heart.

Wen Fengshu was already fifty-eight years old.

Her parents used to be in business; she came from a privileged background and was especially interested in commerce.

Under her father's cultivation, she became a female tycoon of the commercial street.

Her abilities were too strong, making her desire for control extreme.

In her life, she had children; she loved the mall deeply and hoped her children would inherit everything, but she never expected her daughter to like singing and dancing.

In her mind, a noble lady must behave like a noble lady, not go into the entertainment industry to expose herself, thus she killed her daughter's dream.

Unexpectedly, this caused her daughter to develop strong rebellious feelings, and the mother-daughter relationship became frozen to the extreme.

Seeing her daughter grow as beautiful as flowers and jade, she wanted to have her daughter marry into an alliance to gain powerful backing.

Never expecting that, after she had arranged everything, her daughter actually ran away.

Later, she discovered her daughter had fallen for a poor boy; she used various threats and brought her daughter back to the Wen Family.

As a result, her daughter turned out to be pregnant.

Wen Fengshu was completely enraged by her daughter's actions and grew to hate her daughter Wen Zihan even more.

She wanted to force Wen Zihan to abort the child and follow her arranged marriage plan, but Wen Zihan ran away again.

From then on, she never again inquired about Wen Zihan's life or death.

Unexpectedly, his son ended up injured and paralyzed in bed, and his grandson was also useless, not only ruining his reputation but also damaging his health.

She summoned many doctors, tried every method, but could not produce any more descendants.

Helpless, she thought of Wen Zihan's several children.

She wanted to bring Wen Yunzhe back to the Wen Family; since her son's lineage was unreliable, she could only settle for second best.

But those two useless girls, she found them increasingly displeasing to look at.

"Hmph, bastard."

She muttered a curse under her breath.

Arriving before Wen Jingrou and Wen Yuchun, she said arrogantly, "I am here to take you back to the Wen Family."

Now, Wen Fengshu also understood.

Since Wen Yunzhe cared so much about his two sisters, she thought that, to get him to return to the Wen Family, acting through those two girls might work.

Besides those two girls, she also considered acting through Wen Yunzhe's girlfriend.

But she never expected that, while she thought personally coming to fetch those two girls was already lowering herself, the two little girls simply would not cooperate.

Wen Jingrou and Wen Yuchun, seeing Wen Fengshu speak to them so haughtily, instantly became angry.

They glared hatefully at Wen Fengshu, turned, and were about to leave.

"Impudent!" Wen Fengshu, angered by their attitude, immediately shouted, "Two ill-mannered girls, however I say it, I am still your grandmother; what is this attitude of yours?"

"Grandmother?" Wen Yuchun flared, turned, and gave Wen Fengshu a cold look: "Do you even qualify to be our grandmother?"

"When my mother was critically ill, she still longed to see you again; I never expected you to be so heartless, letting her leave this world with regret."

"For over twenty years, you have never cared how we three siblings have lived; now you have no right to stand here and blame us."

"In your heart, my mother and we three are utterly unimportant; if it weren't that your son and grandson are unreliable, you wouldn't even bother to glance at us."

"You want my brother to return to guard your property? You want us to yield to you? Hah, old hag, go enjoy your spring and autumn dream."

After Wen Yuchun vented her anger fully, she and Wen Jingrou held hands and prepared to leave.

"Hmph, worthless trash, brainless, just like your short-lived mother, you don't even understand basic propriety." Wen Fengshu, infuriated by Wen Yuchun's scolding, silently retorted in her heart.

However, on the surface she appeared kind and approachable.

Facing the sharp-tongued Wen Yuchun, she not only did not provoke her, but actually softened her cold demeanor.

"Jingrou." She set her sights on the somewhat gentler-looking Wen Jingrou.

"Whether you like it or not, I am your grandmother."

"You are not, you have no qualification." Wen Jingrou, who appeared somewhat frail, but when her temper flared, was also someone who would not recognize even close relatives.

Her eyes were full of hatred as she stared at Wen Fengshu, as if she wanted to bore holes in him before she would be satisfied.

"Jingrou, are you getting ready to go to work?" Wen Fengshu said with a smile.

In fact, her heart had already boiled over with anger: "I think you don't need to go, because you will soon be fired."

Wen Jingrou gave her a roll of the eyes and said nothing.

Unexpectedly, the two sisters were blocked from leaving, and after a two-minute standoff, her supervisor contacted her, saying she had been fired by the company, without specifying the reason.

Wen Jingrou knew it was surely Wen Fengshu's doing.

"You, you are going too far."

Wen Jingrou angrily looked at the old lady opposite, who had so easily destroyed everything she had, and she instantly felt her lungs burn with rage.

Actually, losing a job is no big deal.

What angered her was that Wen Fengshu so arbitrarily manipulated their family's lives—she had done the same to their mother before, and now she was doing it to the three siblings.

She was truly furious; Wen Fengshu was the first person who made her want to kill.

Simply hateful to the extreme!

"Money can make ghosts turn the mill." Wen Fengshu arrogantly lifted her chin, puffed out her chest, and looked scornfully at the two furious sisters opposite: "With just one sentence, I can leave you with nothing."

Besides, you are ultimately my Wen Family's descendants; I'm doing this just to bring you three siblings back to the Wen Family.

I've said before that I brought Yun Zhe back to train him as my successor; I'll give him everything the Wen Family has, and you two as well—the Wen Family has plenty of money, so you'll want for nothing. I'll have someone properly teach you aristocratic etiquette, and later you'll marry into a wealthy family and live a life of great riches and honor.

That way, everyone will be happy.

Wen Fengshu wore an expression as if this were a tremendous blessing.

Do you want to train my brother into a despicable, shameless devil like you?

Marrying into a wealthy family—why say it so righteously? You just want us to marry for alliance. Back then you treated our mother this way, and now you want to treat us sisters the same.