In this environment, Zhou Lei seemed afraid of being infected by the "poor and shabby" bacteria, feeling extremely uncomfortable. His expression was almost as if he were pinching his nose and looking down on Wen Feiran as an inferior being.
"You think I wanted to come?!" Zhou Lei glanced into the room through the door, but his view was limited, and he could only see a dining room that was smaller than his bathroom.
Even when cornered, Zhou Lei remained completely oblivious, maintaining his haughty demeanor. "Are you so afraid to see me? You've been hiding behind your lawyer, refusing to show your face, and I can't get through on the phone. I'm here to ask you one question: how much money would it take for you to agree to drop the case!"
Wen Feiran had already made up his mind to seek justice, and there was no room for negotiation on this issue. In addition, there were five living Buddhas sitting in his living room, so he didn't have time to deal with Zhou Lei. He said perfunctorily, "You can leave," and was about to close the door.
Zhou Lei forcefully pushed the door shut, but then, still annoyed at getting his hands dirty, he looked Wen Feiran up and down. "Living in this run-down place, you must be really short of money. Is your refusal to me a ploy to get more compensation?"
"Ha, I'm not buying it. I'm warning you, don't be arrogant. Do you remember Song Lindi? He became depressed because of you, went on a hunger strike and tried to commit suicide. His grandfather hates you now. Even if you have Gu Suian protecting you, there's nothing you can do..."
In Elder Zeng's heart, Wen Feiran's position was more important than Gu Suian's. At first, he was trying to suppress his anger and did not want to interfere in Wen Feiran's private affairs, but when he heard the familiar name, he could not hold back for even a second.
"So what if he's old Song? I'm telling you right now, Feiran is my own grandson. If he wants to cause trouble, he'll have to get past me first!"
Although Zhou Lei felt superior to Wen Feiran, he couldn't break into the very top circle. He had heard of Elder Zeng, but had never been qualified to befriend him. Now, seeing Elder Zeng appear in Wen Feiran's living room, he was so surprised that he stammered, "This... this isn't..."
The music director also came out, adopting a businesslike attitude. "As far as I know, Zhou Lei, you've been blacklisted in the industry. Even if Wen Ran withdraws the lawsuit, it won't save you. You're also lacking in interpersonal skills; you need to be humble when asking for favors."
"Director Liu?!" Zhou Lei felt as if he had been hit on the head with a club, his mind reeling, unable to process the complicated situation before him.
Although the other three elders were unaware of the details, they didn't miss the opportunity to win over Wen Feiran. They stood behind him with smiles, silently supporting him.
Zhou Lei's eyes were practically glued to the screen. After scanning the room, he stared intently at Wen Feiran, and after a long pause, he finally managed to utter, "You're ruthless! You brought them all here just to deal with me?!"
Wen Feiran: "..." Speechless to the extreme, I really want to laugh. Zhou Lei, you have such a high opinion of yourself! Your skin is as thick as a city wall!
Elder Zeng was already holding back his anger. He couldn't scold these old men, but he could still handle the younger generation.
He put his hands on his hips and pointed at Zhou Lei's nose, "Come in here! Even Old Man Song wouldn't dare speak to me like that. I'm going to teach you a lesson today, young man!"
Wen Feiran had been alone for a long time and had almost forgotten what it felt like to be taken care of by his elders. Now that someone was backing him up, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat. He unconsciously snuggled up behind Elder Zeng, his shoulders straight and his chin held high. He couldn't hide his smugness of "I also have someone protecting me".
He gave Zhou Lei a defiant look, then gestured for him to come in. "You, come in!"
Chapter 72 Family
Zhou Lei was lucky to run into the "automatic grandson-turning machine." He was arrogant outside the door, but after entering, he automatically turned into a grandson and was scolded by Elder Zeng. His face turned pale, and he didn't dare to say a word in rebuttal. He even stood there obediently to be scolded. He was also criticized by Elder Zeng for not respecting the elderly and caring for the young, and for his arrogant attitude. He even dared to look down on him.
Wen Feiran, in a moment of kindness, helped Zhou Lei get a small stool while he hesitated about whether to kneel down. Zhou Lei, a tall adult man, sat on it awkwardly, not knowing where to put his hands and feet, almost curled up in a ball.
The other elderly people maintained a respectable image in front of outsiders, with kind expressions and peaceful tones, but they would occasionally seize any opportunity to stir up trouble, as if they wanted to create chaos.
Seeing this scene, Wen Feiran could imagine what their relationship was like when they were young.
With Zhou Lei shifting the focus of the attack, Wen Feiran was finally able to clear his head for a while. It was also the first time he found Zhou Lei incredibly pleasing to the eye, and he even felt a touch of kindness and pity for him.
He secretly took out his phone and sent a message to Gu Suian.
[Wen Feiran:!! The kitten is terrified. jpg]
[Wen Feiran: Don't come up here!]
He was just about to explain what had happened when he heard a knock on the door.
Elder Zeng, who was in the middle of scolding someone, heard the commotion and realized that he was almost foaming at the mouth. He took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and asked, "Who's there?"
Wen Feiran forced a smile, "It should be a delivery. I'll go tell him to leave it at the door."
Elder Zeng put down his teacup, and the music director, who was called "Little Liu," thoughtfully poured him a glass of water.
The crisis was finally over. Wen Feiran dawdled to the door, stalling for time while sending a message to Gu Suian.
[Wen Feiran: Elder Zeng is here, and so is Zhou Lei!]
[Wen Feiran: The situation is rather complicated. If I can handle it, please don't come in.]
The top message bar displayed "Typing...", and a new message popped up the next second.
[Gu Suian: Open the door]
Wen Feiran had no choice but to open the door for Gu Suian.
Gu Suian lowered his eyes and gazed intently at Wen Feiran after the door opened. Seeing that he was unharmed and showed no sign of grievance, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the living room.
He hadn't expected so many people. After a moment of surprise, he calmly greeted Elder Zeng and the Elder Zeng one by one, then his gaze returned to Wen Feiran.