"Wuchen, that's really heartless of you to say," the aunt remarked. "Your grandmother is just looking out for you, trying to find someone to take care of you."
Although that was true, the direct way Jun Wuchen said it, and so unpleasantly at that, left Madame Jun displeased and struggling to maintain her dignity.
"Leaving aside whether I need someone to take care of me, there are plenty of people in this world who could do that. Why must I marry Xiao'ai? Don't think for a second I don't know what you're all up to. It's your prerogative not to like Moyan, but don't try to stir up trouble between us; it will be a waste of your effort."
No sooner had Jun Wuchen spoken than he began to maneuver his wheelchair to leave.
But Grandmother Jun called out to him.
"Wuchen."
"Grandma, you should stop this unreasonable behavior," he sighed. "If Grandpa and Uncle found out, you all would be in for another argument."
