Chapter 612: Chapter 613 Sorry, I Can’t Let Xiao’ai Be Wronged
"Grandpa, my grandmother is very satisfied and fond of Jun Moyan. You don’t have to worry; I will marry Jun Moyan."
Before Jun Moyan could respond, Wen Xiao’ai already answered.
Upon hearing Wen Xiao’ai’s soft voice, the old Jun immediately perked up, softening his tone as he spoke:
"Xiao’ai, is that really what your grandmother said?"
"Of course, Jun Moyan is so nice; how could my grandmother not like him?"
It’s just that Brother Ye Qi was too bad, too annoying this time.
Hmph, if Brother Ye Qi doesn’t come to apologize to Jun Moyan, she won’t return to the Demon Clan.
"That’s good, that’s good. Did your grandmother mention when she wants you two to get married? This is the best news I’ve heard in a while."
Upon hearing the old Jun’s words, a wave of grievances welled up immediately.
"Grandpa, tell Jun Moyan to marry me quickly."
If he doesn’t marry me soon, what if he can’t marry me later?
Brother Ye Qi spoke so seriously; what if the Clan Leader grandmother also doesn’t like Jun Moyan and doesn’t allow her to be with Jun Moyan?
Jun Moyan looked at Wen Xiao’ai, seeing her red eyes, pouting mouth, and aggrieved face, his heart felt as if blocked by a huge stone.
"What’s wrong? That boy still doesn’t want to marry you?"
"Grandpa, Jun Moyan he..."
Wen Xiao’ai felt aggrieved, intending to complain, but after calling out to Grandpa, she couldn’t say another word.
She couldn’t help but start to wipe her tears.
"Xiao’ai, what’s wrong? Did something happen? Did Moyan bully you?"
Upon hearing Wen Xiao’ai’s soft sobs, the old Jun got a little anxious.
Afraid of worrying the old man, Jun Moyan said a couple of comforting but untruthful words, "Grandpa, it’s nothing, Xiao’ai just had a nightmare earlier, dreaming that I didn’t want her."
"How do you know?" Wen Xiao’ai looked at Jun Moyan, sniffing and asked softly.
She really just dreamed that Jun Moyan didn’t want her.
Upon hearing Wen Xiao’ai’s words, Jun Moyan sighed slightly and held her tenderly in his arms.
"So it was a nightmare, huh? You scared me, but since there’s no problem, and Grandma Xiao’ai isn’t dissatisfied, you should quickly settle on a wedding date."
"...No hurry."
"You might not be in a hurry, but Xiao’ai is, and Grandpa is too. My health isn’t good; one day I might..." The old Jun couldn’t bear to continue.
He sighed lightly, his eyes glistening with tears, looking utterly dejected and aged.
"Moyan, the only wish I have now is for you and Xiao’ai to be well. If you could give me a great-grandchild while I’m still alive, I could die in peace."
"Grandpa..."
Jun Moyan understood that Jun Wuyang’s situation had dealt Grandpa a tremendous blow and stress.
But the matter with Xiaoguai is really not something he and Xiaoguai can decide.
"Grandpa, the Wu Family hasn’t caused a scene, have they?" Jun Moyan redirected the topic, though still concerned about the Jun Family’s situation.
"Don’t worry, we gave them some shares, and they are peaceful enough. But your aunt was shocked, her mental state has deteriorated, and your father..."
"Mental state deteriorated?" Jun Moyan squinted his eyes slightly, with icy flashes in them.
"Yes, she can’t even take care of herself, spending all day in Wuyang’s room, holding the pillow Wuyang used to sleep on, silly muttering Wuyang’s name, not recognizing anyone." The old Jun sighed again as he spoke of this.
"Heh..." Jun Moyan let out a cold laugh.
"What’s wrong?"
"Grandpa, I’m sorry. I know the Jun Family has been in turmoil over Jun Wuyang’s issue, and your health isn’t good, but I cannot let Xiao’ai suffer grievances." Jun Moyan hugged Wen Xiao’ai tightly, his eyes full of murderous intent.