âRan Ran.â Running into the main living room of the Ling householdâs estate, the man by the name of Ling Yun appeared anxious in the face when searching for his wifeâs whereabout. Only by seeing Bai Ran loftily sipping tea on the sofa did the man calm down. âRan Ran, I heard Wen Shan that bastard came to make trouble, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?â
Before he came home, Ling Yun had been busy dealing with some business at work when one of his subordinates reported the news of Wen Shan making a scene in his home. Thatâs why he came running back so quickly without checking what has happened on the phone.
âIâm okay, our son beat up Wen Shan for me. Hubby, regarding our son beating up that guy, do you think you and Father can settle it somehow? Iâm worried that Wen Clan will try something...â Bai Ran asks with a troubled expression.
Initially the lady did not stop her son Ling Lang due to her own grief against Wen Shan, but after cooling her head down and figuring out the gravity of the situation, she knew itâs going to get messy. After all, the coward may be a bastard, but heâs still the son of the current chief of the Wen Clan. Thatâs bound to cause some trouble for their family.
âDonât worry about that, me and Dad can handle the aftermath.â Ling Yun smiles reassuringly, âOh right, our son shouldnât be a match for that Wen Shan right? How come heâs able to beat that guy?â Thereâs a obvious look of puzzlement in the manâs eye because he knows his own boy the best. Aside from being a flirt with those movie stars and girls of high society, Ling Lang didnât have any other special ability.
âAh, that. Here, sit down with me and let me explain. I got something really good to tell you.â Bai Ran wraps her arm around her husbandâs and make him sit, âDo you remember my older sisterâs daughter?â
Thinking back to that name, Ling Yun starts recalling back to the fuzzy memory of that young girl who would often hide behind her own mother. Unlike his wife, he himself didnât have much of an impression from that side of the family anymore. The only impression would be that his niece was well behaved and sensible, often clingy and very likable.
Pity..... if the Bai Clan didnât face destruction, that child wouldnât be missing for all these years.
âI remember her, sheâs called Wen Yan wasnât she?â
âNo, sheâs called Bai Yan now, â Bai Ran harshly corrects her own man. âThatâs what I want to talk about. Bai Yan, that girl, sheâs back. Not only is she back, sheâs grown up to be a fine lady.â
Appearing shocked along the face, Ling Yun quickly speaks: âThen did she go back to the Wen Clan? Does she know about Wen Shanâs new wife and new daughter?â
Honestly speaking, Ling Yun had a very bad impression of Wen Shan and held the guy in great contempt. For one thing, taking on a new wife and daughter right after your first family broke apart was enough to make anyone frown.
âThen did you invite the girl to our home? I would like to see this niece of mine for dinner, itâs time we did our part to take care of that poor child. No matter what sheâs still our relative. As her uncle, the least I can do is make sure sheâs doing well.â Showing a gentle smile, Ling Yun really meant it when he said he wants to help: âAlso, go call that rascal that is our son back home for dinner, I want him to help his cousin out since theyâre around the same age. Weâre too old to be too involved so itâs better if the young ones interacted more often.â
âPFF~!â