Stolen Life of the Poor Girl, Top Luxury Family's Group Favor

Chapter 70

Jin City, Guanghua Villa.

Li Xiaoya had changed into a new dress, and the Second Young Master came over in his wheelchair.

"I want to go to the banquet with you," the Second Young Master said in a deep voice.

Wei Lin was surprised.

Had Li Xiaoya's return affected them so much? They both seemed to have shaken off their half-dead appearances?

However... it was still not enough to be worried about.

After all, it had been so many years, and they had long since lost all their power.

If it weren't for the fact that each Wei Family child had been assigned loyal bodyguards from the beginning, who indeed remained faithful to them, they would be in an even worse situation today.

"It's wonderful news that the Second Young Master is willing to go out!" Wei Lin smiled and instructed those around him, "Quick, go make preparations!"

Go ahead, attend the banquet once, and receive another shock.

Afterwards, he probably wouldn't want to step out of the house for the rest of his life.

Due to his leg disability, the car pulled up to the front of the building, and two bodyguards had to carry the Second Young Master into the vehicle.

For a grown man, this was undoubtedly utterly humiliating.

His fists clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging...

But this time, he held back.

He didn't lose his temper.

This surprised Wei Lin once again, causing him to raise an eyebrow.

"Xiaoya, you get in the car too," Wei Lin turned and said to Li Xiaoya.

Li Xiaoya nodded and sat down next to her second uncle.

Wei Lin stepped back and said, "I have some last-minute business to attend to, so I'll come later. With the Second Young Master there, I can rest easy."

The Second Young Master let out a cold laugh: "You don't need to come at all."

Wei Lin still maintained his good-natured smile and closed the car door for them.

As soon as the door closed, the Second Young Master's expression changed instantly.

He tried his best to lower the corners of his eyebrows, attempting to appear kind and gentle.

But he hadn't shown a normal expression for so long that his features were stiffly pulled, making him look even stranger at first glance.

Fortunately, Li Xiaoya didn't mind.

She reached out and tugged at the blanket on his knees.

"Xiaoya, your second uncle hasn't told you his name yet."

Li Xiaoya asked, "Can you write it down?"

This was a lingering effect from her previous kidnapping.

At that time, she didn't know how to write Sheng Yuxiao's name... so she had developed a habit since then. Whether it was Ning Heng or Xu Ruying, she always asked them to write down their names, so she would remember them more deeply.

"Of course, of course, your second uncle will write it for you." The Second Young Master asked a bodyguard for paper and pen, then carefully wrote:

Wei Wenjun.

"Do you recognize this character?" he asked, pointing to the last one.

"Jun?"

"That's right, you're so smart." Wei Wenjun's mood instantly brightened.

Li Xiaoya stared at it and said, "Second Uncle's handwriting is really beautiful."

Wei Wenjun became even happier, his grip on the pen becoming more energetic: "Uncle will teach you. I've also learned calligraphy."

Li Xiaoya nodded obediently: "Thank you, Second Uncle."

Wei Wenjun didn't know why, but a fire suddenly ignited in his chest.

That fire spread to his limbs and body, instantly giving him a surge of strength.

It was as if he had suddenly become useful, as if his life in this world finally had some meaning...

At this moment, Li Xiaoya suddenly asked, "What's Aunt's name?"

Wei Wenjun immediately picked up the pen to write for her again, saying as he wrote, "Her name is Wei Wenyi."

Li Xiaoya pointed at the last character and asked, "What does this character mean?"

Wei Wenjun paused before saying, "It means beautiful or good."

Li Xiaoya counted on her fingers and said, "The last character in Mom's name is 'Yu', which I know is an expensive and beautiful stone. Little Uncle's is 'Qing', which is a percussion instrument made of jade, stone, or gold."

Wei Wenjun exclaimed in surprise, "You know all this?"

Li Xiaoya nodded and said, "I also know 'Jun', it describes someone with outstanding talent."

A hint of sarcasm appeared on Wei Wenjun's face: "What a pity... The beautiful jade has shattered, the percussion instrument has lost its sound, the person described as beautiful has gone mad, and I... have become like this. The description of outstanding talent seems like fate's greatest mockery."

After saying this, he suddenly realized he shouldn't be saying such things in front of a child and was about to say something to make amends.

But Li Xiaoya said, "But when Grandfather named you all, he must have been entrusting his good wishes, right?"

Wei Wenjun was stunned: "Is that so?"

Li Xiaoya nodded firmly: "I think so."

After that, Wei Wenjun didn't speak again.

He was lost in his own thoughts until the car arrived at the banquet venue.

The doorman came forward to open the car door, and the bodyguards lifted Wei Wenjun into his wheelchair.

Wei Wenjun felt as if his entire body was being roasted by fire.

He didn't dare to look at the gazes around him.

He could only turn his head to look at Li Xiaoya...

But this small child showed no awkwardness or fear. She just stood close by his side, without the slightest hint of embarrassment.

Wei Wenjun's anxiety and pain gradually subsided.

He said, "Let's go."

So the bodyguard pushed him forward.

But just at the entrance, they were stopped.

"I'm sorry, please show your invitation," said the doorman.

Wei Wenjun's face changed slightly, immediately realizing this was Wei Lin's doing.

Sure enough, the bodyguards and driver behind him all showed panicked expressions: "Oh no, the invitation is still with Mr. Wei."

Wei Wenjun suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to squeeze out a proper smile, saying, "My name is Wei Wenjun, the second son of the Wei Family. What's the matter? Haven't you done your homework on the guests you've invited?"

The Wei Family had only recently returned to the country, and Wei Wenjun had rarely appeared in public, so the doorman indeed didn't recognize him.

Not only did he not recognize him.

The doorman hesitantly said, "I'm sorry, I only know about the Wei Family that runs the hospital. But that Wei Family's young master has already gone in."

Wei Wenjun's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

Had he really fallen to such a state? Even a mere doorman could block him at the entrance!

At this moment, other guests were attracted by the commotion here and couldn't help but look over.

"Who's that?"

"I don't know."

"I've never seen him before..."

"He doesn't look like he's here to crash the party though."

Wei Wenjun couldn't actually hear clearly what they were discussing, but precisely because he couldn't hear clearly, his mind conjured up even more vivid imaginings.

What were they saying?

Were they wondering how a cripple could come to a place like this?

Wei Wenjun gripped the armrests of his wheelchair tightly, his anger about to erupt.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Call Wei Lin immediately!"

But just then, he felt a gentle touch on the back of his hand.

He looked down and saw it was Li Xiaoya comforting him.

Li Xiaoya had been watching the coming and going guests... while comforting her second uncle, she finally found her target.

Wei Lin had said that many upper-class people would attend today's banquet... upper-class people meant rich people.

Among the crowd, there happened to be one rich person she knew.

"Qin Sui!" she called out loudly, and after a moment's thought, added, "Brother Qin Sui!"