A single "Dad" instantly made Wen Jinglou's eyes turn red.
He thought she would never call him that again in this lifetime.
Three years ago, she told him that her father was Wen Jianshan of the wealthy Wen Group in Ye City, not a poor hunter like him.
Wen Jinglou raised a hand to wipe his eyes. He turned to look at Wen Yan, who was standing not far away, and said with a trembling voice, "You've got the wrong person."
Wen Yan's nose tingled with sorrow. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed Wen Jinglou's sleeve.
"Dad, I was wrong. Will you please forgive me?"
She was painstakingly raised by Wen Jinglou. Later, her body was taken over by an otherworldly soul, who constantly used harsh words to hurt Wen Jinglou and Wen Xiaoshu.
She had been a real-life ingrate!
Even so, Wen Jinglou had never truly blamed her.
He only wished for his daughter to be happy and live well.
A father's love is like a mountain, and this was perfectly embodied in Wen Jinglou.
Wen Jinglou raised his hand to wipe his eyes again. He turned back to Wen Yan, asking in a slightly trembling voice, "How did you find your way here?"
"I heard Xiaoshu was injured and hospitalized. My phone was turned off last night, so I didn't get your call, Dad."
Wen Jinglou nodded with a heavy expression. "Last night, after Xiaoshu finished his evening self-study and came out of the school building, an upperclassman jumped off the building and happened to land on him. That student died on the spot. Fortunately, Xiaoshu only suffered a broken leg. Last night, sitting alone outside the operating room, I suddenly missed you very much, so I gave you a call. I'm sorry if Dad caused you any trouble."
Wen Yan took the initiative to hold Wen Jinglou's rough, calloused hands.
Even though he was only in his forties, he looked incredibly weathered. Wen Yan knew just how much hardship he had endured to raise her and her younger brother.
"Strange as it is, this is already the third student jumping off a building at your brother's high school this month."
Wen Yan quickly checked her gossip system.
Seeing the truth behind that female student's suicide, goosebumps broke out all over her body.
"Dad, I'll go in and check on Xiaoshu first."
After Wen Yan entered the ward, Wen Jinglou noticed three sneaky figures standing at the corner of the corridor.
Wen Jinglou walked over and asked in confusion, "Excuse me, who are you?"
Old Master Si and Si Jingyi immediately pushed Si Moyan forward.
Si Moyan took a deep breath and extended his long, elegant hand. "Hello, Father-in-law."
Wen Jinglou's mouth twitched.
Father-in-law?
Seeing Wen Jinglou's confused expression, Old Master Si immediately stepped forward and recounted the story of Wen Yan and Si Moyan's hidden marriage.
Wen Jinglou frowned deeply, a look of anger appearing on his face. "After the Wen family acknowledged Yanyan and took her back, didn't they say they would treat her well? How could they just marry her off?"
His Yanyan was only twenty-one years old.
She had already been married for a year. Were her biological parents even human?
Si Jingyi poked Si Moyan and muttered, "Big brother, your father-in-law seems to really dislike you."
Si Moyan furrowed his sword-like eyebrows.
He wasn't disliking him; he was clearly heartbroken that his daughter had been married off at such a young age!
"I don't know if Yanyan accepts you as her husband. Don't go casually calling me father-in-law for now."
Si Jingyi said, "Big brother, this father-in-law of yours seems a bit tough to handle. Unlike Wen Jianshan, who only cares about money and not people, he cares about people and not money!"
Si Moyan pressed his thin lips tightly together.
This was actually quite good.
At the very least, in Wen Yan's maiden family, there was someone who truly cared for and loved her.
...
Inside the ward.
Wen Xiaoshu slowly woke up. Opening his eyes, he saw the bright and stunningly beautiful young woman standing by his hospital bed. For a moment, he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.
He closed his eyes and waited a few seconds before opening them again.
That pale-skinned, beautiful, and bewitchingly charming woman was still standing by the bed.
She was looking at him with furrowed brows.
Wen Yan saw a trace of condensed black dark energy on Wen Xiaoshu's forehead.
It was brought to him by the girl who jumped off the building.
Wen Yan took out an evil-warding talisman from her bag and handed it to Wen Xiaoshu. "Keep this on you."
The next second, the talisman she handed over was swatted to the floor by him.
Once Wen Xiaoshu confirmed that the person standing by the bed was indeed Wen Yan, his eyes immediately glared at her fiercely like a wolf cub. "I don't want your things, get out!"
Wen Yan: "..."
[Oh my, it looks like the Wen Yan from three years ago really hurt the little guy too deeply.]
[But if he doesn't take the talisman, at midnight tonight, he will be possessed by a vengeful spirit in the hospital. By then, his soul will be devoured and torn to pieces.]
Wen Xiaoshu's eyes widened abruptly.
His pale lips trembled uncontrollably.
Strange!
He clearly hadn't seen Wen Yan open her mouth just now, yet he inexplicably heard her voice.
And it was a voice cursing him!
What vengeful spirit possession? Torn to pieces?
Is there something seriously wrong with her?!
Wen Xiaoshu would always remember that three years ago, when she was recognized and taken back by the Wen family, he had cried and chased after the Wen family's car, begging them not to take his sister away.
But she had viciously pried his hands off the car window, furiously warning him not to delay her from living the life of a wealthy heiress.
Later, missing her far too much, he took a bus for several hours to Ye City to find her.
He met her at the school gates. He excitedly called her sister, but she dragged him to a pond and told him to look at himself. She said she didn't have a brother who looked like a beggar, nor a father who made a living by hunting.
She told him and their dad to disappear from her sight forever!
"Xiaoshu, three years ago it was your sister's fault. Sister apologizes to you."
[Sigh, the little guy has a deep rift with me. I can't exactly tell him that it was an otherworldly soul who hurt him three years ago, right? In truth, I'm very kind-hearted and really like him and Dad.]
Wen Xiaoshu stared intently at Wen Yan.
This time he saw it clearly; she really hadn't opened her mouth.
And yet, he could actually hear her voice.
What the hell!
Also, what did she mean when she said it was an otherworldly soul three years ago?
How had she become even weirder than before?
Wen Jinglou walked in from the corridor outside. He picked up the talisman from the floor and placed it under Wen Xiaoshu's pillow. "Don't throw away things your sister gives you."
"Dad, she stopped being my sister a long time ago. She cut ties with us three years ago!"
Wen Jinglou remained silent for a moment before saying, "I believe your sister had her difficulties back then."
Looking at Wen Jinglou defending her, Wen Yan's eyes curved into a smile.
[It feels really nice to have Dad defending me.]
Suddenly hearing Wen Yan's voice, a hint of confusion appeared in Wen Jinglou's eyes.
Strange.
He clearly hadn't seen her open her mouth.
Just as Wen Jinglou was about to say something, Si Moyan walked in. "Father-in-law, give me the thermos. I'll go fetch some hot water."
Wen Jinglou frowned. "Yanyan, is he your husband?"
Wen Yan turned back and glanced at Si Moyan. "I suppose so."
[However, after what happened last night, once I complete my conquest mission, I'll divorce him.]
Wen Jinglou and Si Moyan's expressions drastically changed at the same time.
