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Chapter 492: Hold His Funeral

Chapter 492: Chapter 492: Hold His Funeral

"Jun Qing!" Mr. Jun was so infuriated by Jun Qing that he felt dizzy and overwhelmed.

Just as Jun Yan was about to say something, he heard Jun Wuchen’s laughter ring out.

"Moyan is right, he really shouldn’t expect a man who can’t even protect his own woman, who only shirks responsibilities, and who cannot discern right from wrong, to protect him."

There was a moment of silence in the hospital room, and everyone looked toward Jun Wuchen in the wheelchair.

"I always thought Uncle that you were sensible, simply constrained exceedingly by your own identity issues. Now it seems I thought too much." Disappointment filled Jun Wuchen’s eyes.

"You demand Moyan fulfill the duties of a brother and a son, but have you fulfilled your duties as a father and a brother? What wrong has he done? How can you justify treating him this way? It’s one thing for Jun Wuyang to treat him this way, but what about you? As his father, you brought him into this world without his permission and have never done anything for him. Speaking such words now, you have truly neglected your duties."

"If today’s incident involved Moyan, I think you would have been much more rational," Jun Wuchen scornfully remarked.

"You have never understood what Jun Wuyang has done to him. However, I suppose even if you did know, aside from verbally reprimanding Jun Wuyang and then using an apology to deal with Moyan, I don’t think there would be anything else."

"Regardless of what happened between Moyan and Jun Wuyang in the past, you always sided with Moyan. I always thought you truly cared for Moyan, felt too much guilt towards him, but now I realize it’s because you owe him."

"You always say Moyan doesn’t accept your concern, but if you truly cared about someone, would you need their acceptance before showing care? What you feel for Moyan isn’t concern; it’s your guilty conscience."

"Shangguan Yu, Shangguan Qingmu, Brother Gu, Grandfather Gu, even a subordinate by his side, those outsiders you speak of, any one of them cares for Moyan far more than you, his own father, do."

"..." Jun Qing looked at Jun Wuchen, fell silent, and finally calmed down.

"The night Xiao’ai had the accident, instead of blaming Jun Wuyang, you questioned Moyan. Do you still think you did no wrong? Do you believe you have fulfilled a father’s duties?"

"Why can you turn a blind eye to the harm Jun Wuyang inflicted on Moyan and Xiao’ai, yet feel such righteous indignation over his deserving punishment?"

Jun Wuchen took a deep breath and continued, "Moyan owes nothing to anyone, let alone to this family. Those who owe him are you, Jun Wuyang, Grandmother, and Aunt."

"Since you’ve never done anything for him, then don’t expect him to do anything for you, and don’t try to bind him with some nonsense about familial affection."

"The greatest misfortune of Jun Moyan’s life was being born into the Jun family and being related to you by blood."

Having said his final piece, Jun Wuchen wheeled himself out of the hospital room.

"Jun Qing, you really are an incompetent father. Everyone understands your feelings, but you must realize, all of this is Jun Wuyang’s own doing." After saying this, Jun Yan followed Jun Wuchen out.

In the hospital room, only Jun Qing and Mr. Jun remained.

Mr. Jun looked at the desolate Jun Qing standing there, sighed, and said:

"Go get some sleep to cool off; after you’ve calmed down, go handle Wuyang’s funeral. Once the funeral is over, you must remember to apologize to Xiao’ai on behalf of Jun Wuyang. That is what Jun Wuyang owes him."