The man surnamed Lü looked at his empty hands and felt rather awkward indeed.
Upon hearing these words and looking at Wen Xian in the tea room's private chamber, he suddenly froze.
It was because standing next to Wen Xian was a woman dressed in a qipao.
She appeared to be very close to Wen Xian especially since just now—if he hadn't misheard—she had called Wen Xian... "daughter"?
And Wen Xian had called her... "Mom"?
This woman, she, she had clearly come with her uncle and their group.
The man surnamed Lü's eyelids suddenly twitched violently, and a very bad feeling sprang up within him.
Whose wife was that?
But soon, he dismissed the idea. No, no, that couldn't be possible.
Wen Xian's father was a gambler and drunk, as well as a violent man.
He had also heard that she had taken a lover in Qinghai, claiming to be some district's Captain, supposedly, the Captain.