She never reads the news or gossip.
If Mr. Wen Er hadn't called her to ask her, she wouldn't even know about Wen Muchi's injury.
When she thought of this, Mrs. Wen's face became even more ugly.
In contrast, Wen Muchi's response was very bland:
"It's nothing, it's just an accident."
"Is it really just an accident?"
"What else would grandma think?"
"Isn't it for someone?"
Mrs. Wen said, her cold and sharp eyes swept towards Wen Shiqi.
Wen Shiqi supported her body and got up from the ground.
Suddenly hearing Mrs. Wen's question and meeting her sharp eyes, the shame, anger and shame of being insulted instantly turned into heavy guilt and self-blame.
It's because of... her.
It was all because of her that Mu Chi was injured.
"Grandma, I..."
Wen Shiqi's voice was dry and she spoke with difficulty.
However, before she finished speaking, she was suddenly interrupted by Wen Muchi:
"Uncle Fu, please send Shiqi back."
Wen Shiqi was stunned and looked at him blankly.
There was no expression on Wen Muchi's face, and he didn't even look at her.
Butler Fu stepped forward with discernment and made a "please" gesture to Wen Shiqi:
"Ma'am, please."
Wen Shiqi opened her mouth and wanted to say something else, but looking at Wen Muchi's indifferent face, she suddenly couldn't say anything.
"I'll come see you another day."
In the end, she could only say something dumbly and left with Butler Fu.
Butler Fu sent her to the door and arranged a car and driver for her.
When Wen Shiqi got in the car, he hesitated and said:
"Young madam, the young master must have his own ideas when he asked you to leave. You..."
"I know, I'm not angry."
Wen Shiqi responded calmly, but her heart felt bitter.
Why does she have the right to be angry?
Wen Muchi did this all for her sake.
Even if she couldn't react at first, she would understand it after leaving Wenyuan.
He deliberately interrupted her and asked Uncle Fu to send her away first. He was actually worried that Old Madam Wen would embarrass him again, right?
"As long as you're not angry, that's fine as long as you're not angry."
Butler Fu was originally worried that the young mistress would be angry and sad because of the young master's cold attitude just now, but now he was relieved to see that she was thinking so clearly.
"Ma'am, you are safe on the road."
With that, he gave the driver a few more words and told him to send Wen Shiqi home safely. Then he took a few steps back and watched Wen Shiqi leave.
In the bedroom.
From the moment Wen Shiqi left, the atmosphere in the room became tense.
If Wen Shiqi could figure it out, how could Mrs. Wen not be able to figure it out?
"Do you know what you're doing?"
she asked in a commanding voice.
During this time, she no longer knew how many times she had asked her grandson, who she had always been proud of, if he knew what she was doing.
She didn't know why, but she always felt that her grandson, whom she had personally taught, was becoming more and more incomprehensible to her and out of control.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Wen frowned slightly.
She is happy to see Wen Muchi grow up to be so outstanding, even surpassing her.
But... if he becomes "out of control"...
Mrs. Wen's eyes suddenly darkened...
Wen Muchi's answer was still the same: "I know exactly what I am doing."
"Clear? I think you've been feeling dizzy lately!
"You should know very well that men in the Wen family are never allowed to be controlled by so-called 'emotions'!
"You are the leader of the Wen family, and you shouldn't lose your mind over so-called love!"
When Mrs. Wen said that, her usually dignified face showed a hint of ferocity.
Wen Muchi's hand tightened suddenly.
But the expression on his face was always very cold: "I don't."
"No? Then tell me, what are you doing now?! Don't tell me that the injuries on your body are not because of that woman Wen Shiqi!
"You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me!
"She just went to southern Yunnan, and you chased her with your back. She was seriously injured when she came back. Do you dare to say that all this has nothing to do with her?
"Everyone is saying now that you have become a useless person!
"You didn't care about anything just for a woman! How dare you tell me that you haven't lost your mind?
"Do you think those on the board of directors will let you go easily?"
Mrs. Wen couldn't control her temper at all, and her voice became sharper and meaner.
That look was actually a bit crazy.
Butler Fu had just walked to the door of the bedroom when he heard the harsh voice of the old lady inside and frowned hard.
Even outsiders like them, after learning that the young master was injured, did not dare to mention words such as "leg injury" and "wheelchair" in front of him easily, for fear that they would accidentally touch the young master's sadness.
But as the young master's grandmother, Mrs. Wen, after learning that the young master was injured, her first thought was not to care about the injury, but to question him.
Now, he calls the young master a useless person in front of him without any scruples.
How could she...
Could it be that, in her eyes, the young master was just a tool to maintain her ridiculous self-esteem?
Even if it’s a tool, it needs to be taken good care of, right?
What's more, the young master is still a living person?
However, facing Mrs. Wen's meanness, the expression on Wen Muchi's face did not change at all.
It's as if... I've already gotten used to it.
Seeing Wen Muchi like this, Butler Fu couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
But after all, he is just a servant, so what if he feels distressed?
Thinking about it, Butler Fu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, slowed down and turned around to leave, just pretending that he had not appeared...
It was only after he left that Wen Muchi in the room slowly spoke:
"Grandma really thinks that things that I don't want people to know will really be spread out by the media?"
Mrs. Wen was stunned for a moment, then her expression softened a bit: "What do you mean?"
"The accidental injury is true. However, the news on the Internet was deliberately released by me."
"Why?"
"Those old guys on the board of directors should have been cleaned up a long time ago. The last time something happened to the quarry team, it seemed that the second uncle took the opportunity to cause trouble, but I suspect that someone on the board of directors had a hand in it."
Mrs. Wen looked stern: "Do you suspect that the accident was not an accident?"
Wen Muchi raised his eyebrows slightly but did not answer.
But he obviously acquiesced to Mrs. Wen's statement.
Mrs. Wen also understood what he meant:
"Are you trying to lure a snake out of its hole?"
But there was still some doubt in his eyes.
Is this really just what Ah Chi said?
"Hmph. Those old guys rely on their seniority and usually like to dictate in the company, and collude with other people behind the scenes for personal gain. I have long wanted to clean them up.
"Isn't now a good time?"
Wen Muchi raised his thin lips slightly, and his whole body exuded a cold and sharp edge.
As decisive as ever in the mall.
When Mrs. Wen saw this, the suspicion in her heart slowly dissipated a little, and then she asked:
"What about your injury?"
"It's okay, I just need to rest for a while."
Wen Muchi looked unconcerned.
After confirming that he was really fine and that everything was just his plan, the expression on Mrs. Wen's face completely relaxed.
"Then you should rest well.
"As for the second child and the second bedroom, don't worry, I will cooperate with you."
After saying that, Mrs. Wen said a few more words of concern before leaving.
But she didn't notice the faint sarcasm and indifference in Wen Muchi's eyes after she turned around...
