Wen Antong shouted loudly: "You, stop there!"
Luo Ye turned around and looked at him, but didn't say anything, the meaning in her eyes was clearly "If you have something to say, hurry up!"
"How did your second uncle teach you? Is this the attitude you have when you see your uncle?"
Luo Ye's eyes flashed, it seemed the other party came with a task in mind, and as the task seemed to be failing, he was anxious, unwillingly starting to flaunt familial relations, how ridiculous, where was he before!
"What right do you have to criticize my Grandpa?"
Luo Ye's retort thoroughly angered Wen Antong, his fingers trembled as he pointed at Luo Ye: "How can you be so rude, child?"
Suddenly, Luo Ye felt immense sympathy for the younger generation of the Wen Family in Beijing; looking at Wen Antong, it was clear that the juniors had very low status at home.
