C63 (2/2)

”Father, look. I won the last move. Uncle Ma should keep his word!” Wen Bufan shouted happily.

”Who said you won? ”Everyone knows that Uncle Ma just gave you a bit of confidence so that you wouldn't lose too badly. You even got lucky and acted good. Hmph, go find Teacher Ouyang and go to school, right?” The Literary God said coldly.

”I won't go! I can't bear to part with my parents! I can't bear to part with my grandparents! I can't bear to part with my family! I won't go!” Wen Bufan said as tears started to roll down her face.

”You must go! No, don't come into my house ever again! I don't have an unfilial daughter like you either. ” The Literary God said fiercely.

This was what her dearest father had said. Even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't believe that this came out of his mouth. He loved her so much, and had always pampered her, but today, he actually said such a thing.

Wen Bufan let out a cry, her cries were earth-shaking like the shattering of mountains and rivers, her heart felt like it was being twisted by a blade, and her small hands continuously tried to grab hold of a trace of attachment, ”Mother! ”Mom, grandpa, grandma …”

However, no one dared to step forward and pull her. She felt very lonely and helpless.

The servants were all staring at each other. They were staring at each other, not knowing whether to pull or not. Beating the young master was still a small matter, but wasn't it easier to explain to the lord? Who exactly did he listen to?

Literary God couldn't bear it anymore, but he still said coldly: ”There are still a lot of things that you need to do in the future, don't cause trouble! ”Let's go!”

”I won't do it, I won't do it, I won't do it! I want to be with my mother, my grandparents!” Saying so, he began to roll on the ground.

”Family Law Servant!” Literary God saw that she did not have any intention to compromise.

”Yes sir!” A servant answered and ran to the house for a whip. For some reason, although this whip had never hit her before, the moment she saw this whip, she felt an indescribable fear. He stood up immediately before the servant could give the whip to Literary God.

Seeing that the Literary God was not going to give in, Wen Bufan could only bitterly leave her house, turning back and walking forward.

”Bad father, I hate you! ”Sob, sob, sob …” Wen Bufan cried as she walked.

Imperial Consort Li had long cried as she sobbed, ”Fan, study hard. After you finish learning, you can come back to see us. We'll still be waiting for you at home!”

The servants walked to the door, Literary God turned his head, he waved his hand, and the servants sent Wen Bufan out the door. At this time, Literary God's tears also fell.

The sound of sobbing gradually faded away, and the worry for the child grew longer and longer. Everyone in the Wen family also began to cry.

Wen Bufan left the house unwillingly. Teacher Ouyang and Ma Tianxi were waiting for her at the entrance as well.

Ma Tianxi comforted her, ”Sister Mi Fei, look at me, I'm not crying. My mother said that men don't cry easily!”

Wen Bufan rolled her eyes at him. ”Go, go, go, I'm not a man?”

Ma Tianxi smiled and said, ”That's right, I forgot. You girls cry so much!”

Wen Bufan scoffed, ”You're the one who's crying!”

Everyone laughed.