Chapter 964: Chapter 962: Arranging Posthumous Affairs with Zhuge Jingming

“Little Uncle-Master, we really didn’t know about your past incidents. If we had known, I definitely wouldn’t have brought people over… Little Uncle-Master… we realize our mistake!”

Zhuge Jingming hastily apologized to Wen Xin, feeling that he had truly been unreasonable. By all means, they should have resolutely stood by Wen Xin’s side… but what had they done instead?

“Little Uncle-Master… we…”

Zhuge Jingming wanted to say more, but Wen Xin raised her hand to stop him. She didn’t want to hear too many explanations, as saying too much was pointless.

“You and your wife should go back first. You don’t know the details of this matter either, and I won’t blame you. I’m going to leave Beijing soon, and I will need you to take extra care of my grandmother. Remember to inform me promptly if anything happens.”

Wen Xin rubbed her somewhat aching temples. She had been too busy recently, and just when she finally had a chance to calm down, problems were brought directly to her doorstep, truly making her irritable.

“Little Uncle-Master, I understand, I…”

Zhuge Jingming was about to say something else, but his wife gently tugged at him, and his voice abruptly stopped.

Wen Xin watched the subtle interaction between the two, her bright eyes flickering slightly, but she said nothing.

“Little Uncle-Master… our coming here was indeed abrupt. We simply couldn’t stand her pleading, so… we made things difficult for you…”

The previously silent wife of Zhuge Jingming slowly began to speak. She felt a lot of sympathy for Wen Xin at that moment, having sensed Wen Xin’s desperation when she lost her temper. This was indeed an intolerable situation for Wen Xin.

The wife of Zhuge Jingming stood up, walked over to Wen Xin in front of everyone, and sat down beside her, gently embracing Wen Xin’s slender body.

“I am a mother myself, and it truly pains me to see you like this. Our ignorance has caused you secondary harm, I’m sorry…”

“Sometimes you are so strong that we all forget that you are actually just a twenty-year-old girl…”

The embrace of Madam Zhuge was somewhat warm, giving Wen Xin a feeling entirely different from Mu Chengxi’s embrace, instead providing Wen Xin with a long-missed sense of kinship.

Wen Xin was initially tense, but now her body gradually relaxed, somewhat greedily leaning into the embrace of Madam Zhuge.

“Thank you…”

The gentleness of Madam Zhuge directly soothed the agitation and resentment in Wen Xin’s heart. Leaning into Madam Zhuge’s embrace, she gently sighed, then softly thanked her.

With her mindset more at peace, Wen Xin updated herself on Old Mr. Ou’s situation from Zhuge Jingming. After contemplating the current situation in Beijing, she decided to personally visit the Ou Clan.

She and Mu Chengxi would not be in Beijing in the future and would take some people with them when they left. In order to prevent any mischief, she still needed Old Mr. Ou and some elders to uphold order in Beijing.

Wen Xin gave Zhuge Jingming a medical prescription, and she glanced at him, raising her eyebrows, “This is a treasure of mine, and I entrust you with my grandmother and these old masters from Beijing. Keep them safe for me!”

Although Wen Xin felt uneasy leaving Beijing, entrusting all these people to Zhuge Jingming, along with those called back from the sanitarium to guard the Mu family’s old mansion, she could feel somewhat relieved.

“Tomorrow, I will arrange for a few people to protect you at your home. Remember to take them with you when you go out. Only when I return from Independent State will you be truly safe,” she said.

“If I don’t come back from Independent State, rest assured, they will also help you leave Beijing. Go find Zhuge Yuan; he has done quite well in M State, and he will surely provide for you in your later years,” she added.

Wen Xin watched Zhuge Jingming chuckle at her jest; she had done her best to secure their fallback plan.

Hearing Wen Xin’s words, Zhuge Jingming stood up excitedly from the sofa, his eyes filled with irritation as he scolded Wen Xin for saying things she shouldn’t have.

“You should spit out those unlucky words! You are a fortunate person; having overcome so many challenges, you can surely do so now as well. Don’t speak recklessly!” he exclaimed.

Zhuge Jingming looked at Wen Xin fervently; he couldn’t stand to hear anything negative about her. Although he respected her as Little Uncle-Master, in his heart, Wen Xin was like his own child, and he couldn’t bear the thought of any harm coming to her.

Seeing Zhuge Jingming’s agitated reaction, Wen Xin raised her eyebrows, gave a gentle smile, and indeed, complied by spitting three times as he had suggested.

“Alright, the housekeeper should have prepared lunch by now. Let’s go eat first. After lunch, I’ll visit Old Mr. Ou, but… I don’t really want to see Ou Shen Zhi’s mother. Her entitled attitude bothers me,” she said.

Wen Xin’s words were directed at Madam Zhuge, who nodded in understanding, gently responding, “Don’t worry, Old Mr. Ou doesn’t live with her. She only went there to visit him and overheard by chance. Now, only Housekeeper Ou stays by Old Mr. Ou’s side.”

Driven out by Wen Xin, Mrs. Ou was filled with grievance, but she was powerless to do anything or find anyone to plead her case. She returned home and sat in the living room, gulping down several glasses of water in frustration.

Just then, Mr. Ou entered, also looking dejected and disheartened.

“How did it go on your end? Did Jin Zhi manage to contact Mu Chengxi? Mu Chengxi and Shen Zhi grew up together; he surely hasn’t forgotten all their ties,” she inquired.

Mr. Ou sat on the sofa, taking a tea from a servant and gulping it down before lifting his tired eyes to Mrs. Ou.

“I couldn’t get in touch with Mu Chengxi; instead, Ou Jinzhi lectured me, saying that Shen Zhi fully brought this on himself… We truly have no right to ask Mu Chengxi to sacrifice the Mu Group to help us,” he replied.

At this, Mr. Ou was extremely angry but felt utterly helpless. Now, Jin Zhi’s position within the Ou Clan was above everyone else, and with everything he controlled, his foundation was very stable–beyond their ability to challenge.

“He is like that too! That country bumpkin from the Mu family took the same stance, so disrespectful. And to think she kicked me out of the Wen family! She thinks just because she’s acknowledged by the Wen family, she becomes the true mistress? It infuriates me!” Mrs. Ou exclaimed bitterly.

“Wait, the Wen family… do you mean that previous Wen family? And who is this country bumpkin you’re talking about?” Mr. Ou queried.

Not one to pry into the affairs of Beijing, Mr. Ou was completely unaware of Wen Xin’s identity. Upon hearing “the Wen family,” his first thought was of the owners of the two major research institutes in Beijing; he was aware of Wen Boqian’s identity and knew about the relationship between the Wen family and Independent State…