Chapter 7
If There’s 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. “Chopin’s Polonaise in G Minor. Not bad. It’s only a little worse off than our Wen Mo when he was four years old.”
The arrival of the uninvited guest broke the harmonious feeling amongst the family of four. A hint of guilt flashed in Wen Jianmin’s 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, “Don’t compare me with a nutcase who can’t even talk!”
Both Zhong Hui and Xu Lu observed Wen Jianmin’s reaction without saying anything. Wen Jianmin clearly had no objections about this statement and didn’t speak up to refute him.
Wen Qiao’s lips curled up into a cold smile. “If I were to choose, I’d 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.”
Zhong Hui couldn’t hold it in anymore and retorted in an enigmatic tone, “Xuanxuan is still young. Why are you arguing with a child like him?”
A cold smile appeared on Wen Qiao’s lips. “If the child doesn’t know any better, then he must be taught by the adults. If the adults don’t know any better, then does that mean that Aunt Zhong often mentions the word ‘nutcase’ in private?”
Zhong Hui was forced to yield and she gritted her teeth.
“The moment you come, you act so aggressively. What are you here for?” 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. “The reason I’ve 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 haven’t paid a single cent for child support. This is illegal. I’ve done up a calculation and you’ll need to pay us about two million. Here is the bill for you to take a look.”
Now that she had been reincarnated, there were many things that she had to do. Of course, she’d need money.
It’d be a waste to not get the trashy dad’s money. How could she let him get away so easily?
Zhong Hui burst out furiously, “Wen Qiao, you don’t manage the finances so you don’t know how much things cost. To think that you’re 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 father’s money comes from nowhere?”
The courteous but insincere smile on Wen Qiao’s face disappeared completely. “Your ex-husband is useless and isn’t willing to pay you for the child support, but my dad is different, he is rich. Moreover, who are you to interfere when I’m taking my dad’s money? Get the facts right on what your surname is before you speak.”
It would be hard to find a blacker face than Wen Jianmin’s at that moment. “You show no respect to your elders at all. Is this how your mom taught you?”
In response, Wen Qiao shrugged. “My mom is gentle and virtuous, it’s just that I grew wildly by myself. Moreover, it’s not that I’m not showing any respect to my elders. I’m just straightforward in my words. I’m only 19 and I’m still young. Aunt Zhong, you can’t possibly hold it against me, right?”
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. “I’ve said one line, and you have ten lines waiting to refute me. You don’t know how to conduct yourself at all. You know to call me dad when you’re here to ask for money, but why don’t you usually call me dad?”
“You’re wrong with the cause and effect relationship. It’s not that I don’t call you dad, but weren’t you the one to abandon us first. I want to call you that, but did you give me the chance to? Mr. Wen?”
Wen Jianmin threw the bill in his hand. “Don’t even dream of getting the two million. No way.”
Wen Qiao then took out a name card from another pocket. “If Mr. Wen has any opinions, please discuss it with my lawyer. I don’t mind airing dirty linen in public and taking this to court.”
With that said, she placed the name card on the grand piano and turned to leave in a brusque manner.