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Chapter 365: Scratching Around Like a Monkey

Chapter 365: Chapter 365: Scratching Around Like a Monkey

Seeing Jun Wuyang call for her, Madam Jun just naturally took the opportunity to sit down with a hmph, no longer speaking.

Wen Xiao’ai looked at Jun Wuyang, who was wrapped up like a zongzi, feeling a bit excited inside.

The old lady was short-tempered; if she became ill out of anger and later blamed it on Jun Moyan, even Grandfather would be upset.

So let’s annoy someone else~

Wen Xiao’ai’s gaze fell on Jun Wuyang, and the little demon inside her started to stir up trouble again.

She feigned a face of curiosity and surprise.

"Oh, who is this, wrapping themselves up like a giant zongzi, looking so much like a villain?"

As she spoke, Wen Xiao’ai even made a scared and defensive expression, as though she truly feared this villain might harm her.

"Grandfather, is he one of yours? Why is he dressed like that?"

Wen Xiao’ai’s tone of voice and the clarity in her eyes made it impossible to detect any hint of deliberately pretending to be confused to mock someone.

"Xiao’ai, he’s Wuyang, you met him at the family banquet a few days ago. He’s fallen ill and finds it inconvenient to meet people," the elder Jun replied.

Jun Wuyang was a person with a strong sense of self-respect, who normally paid great attention to his demeanor.

His greatest fear was looking foolish in front of others, especially in front of Jun Moyan, as well as in front of girls.

Seeing Wen Xiao’ai looking at him, he subconsciously reached to adjust his hat.

"Caught an illness? What kind? Could it be fleas? Why is he twisting and scratching, just like a monkey?"

Wen Xiao’ai mentioned fleas and wrinkled her nose with a look of disgust.

"I don’t have those," Jun Wuyang’s face turned red.

Feeling itchier at the mention of fleas.

"Really? Then why cover up so much? Showing up at someone’s house wrapped up like this, don’t you think it’s very impolite? Besides, there are no strangers here, what is there to hide?"

As Wen Xiao’ai spoke, her little finger twitched, and the next moment, the face mask Jun Wuyang was wearing inexplicably fell off.

Startled, Jun Wuyang instinctively bent down to pick it up.

Wen Xiao’ai played another trick, and suddenly Jun Wuyang felt a weight descend on his upper body, causing him to tumble straight off the couch.

The hat that had been tightly on his head also fell off.

In a panic and slightly dazed, Jun Wuyang reflexively lifted his head.

Seeing his face that had been scratched "to threads, vivid and colorful," Wen Xiao’ai couldn’t help but laugh heartlessly.

"Haha... so ugly."

Jun Moyan, seeing Wen Xiao’ai who had been downcast all day finally laughing, felt his mood lighten a bit as well.

Jun Wuyang, with his scratched-red face getting even redder, quickly picked up the mask and hat and covered himself up again.

His teeth clenched noisily, fists tight, trembling with rage.

The members of the Jun Family, seeing Wen Xiao’ai giving no face to Jun Wuyang and angering him to this extent—although knowing she probably didn’t mean any harm—felt slightly concerned.

"Xiao’ai, come sit over here with Grandfather," the elder Jun interjected to prevent a new verbal battle from erupting.

"Grandfather, I didn’t mean to laugh, but he just looked so funny," Xiao’ai said, her face the picture of innocence, making it impossible to blame her for anything.

Hmph, for making fun of Jun Moyan, I’ll laugh at you, I’ll annoy you, I’ll scratch you to death, I’ll make you as ugly as sin.

Watching Wen Xiao’ai feign innocence, Jun Moyan couldn’t help but smile.

This little thing truly was a little drama queen.

Having never suffered such humiliation, Jun Wuyang could not bear it any longer and immediately stood up, intending to leave, when two figures entered through the doorway.

It was Qing Yi and a handsome young man they had not seen