Hearing the word "catalyst," Wen Xin smiled subtly without showing her emotions. She didn't believe Xiao Ci's nonsense, and if it hadn't been for Wen Yunuo asking her to do so, she might not have taken action so quickly.
"Little princess, don't disbelieve me. Last time at Old Master Jiang's birthday banquet, you made her lose face terribly, and also made me..."
Xiao Ci's words halted midway, his face showing a look of silent resentment as he gazed at Wen Xin, silently complaining that she had turned him into a cuckold.
Seeing Xiao Ci's expression, Wen Xin's originally somewhat irritable mood instantly lightened somewhat, and she couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.
"What? Are you complaining that I made you lose face as well? If Grandfather Xiao found out about the disgraceful things you've done, he would break your legs."
As Wen Xin spoke, she casually took a lollipop from her pocket, unwrapped it, and stylishly popped it into her mouth.