Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

After meal.

The old man staggered back to the study, and because it was dark in front of his eyes, he had to rely on the old housekeeper to help him sit on the sofa.

He rarely gave up his habit of standing like a pine tree or sitting like a clock. He leaned his old body completely into the sofa and just breathed heavily.

It was not until his vision finally became clear that he asked hoarsely, "Did he see it just now?"

"Not sure. I just happened to see the elevator open when I was going downstairs. I guess I didn't see it."

"Didn't you check the surveillance?"

"I just went to the security department and they said there was a problem with the equipment and they need to check it tomorrow."

"Let's go check it out tomorrow."

The old man closed his eyes and said tiredly, "It's best if he didn't see it. But if he saw it but pretended not to see it, either he has a secret in his heart, or his condition is really too bad that he doesn't even bother to care about the most basic family relationships."

"You still care about Master Acan."

"..." The old man suddenly opened his eyes, "Since when did you stop calling him sir?"

"...It was ordered by Mr.'s secretary. It should be Mr.... Mr. Wen Rong's intention."

The old man suddenly sneered, as if he was already furious just by hearing the name. He sat up straight and knocked several times with his cane. "Did you see that? Did you see that?! That bastard wanted to attack me! He actually wanted to attack me?!"

His tone was filled with remorse: "I actually raised such a bastard! I, Wen Shengtian, have lived a respectable life! But when I was about to die of old age, I discovered that my only son was a beast worse than an animal!!! I really lived in vain!!!"

The old housekeeper immediately stepped forward to comfort him, patting his back and clapping his hands: "Sir, that was instigated by his bad friends. No matter how he treated others before, he always respected and feared you... Don't be so sad. After all, he is your only son. Think about his rebellious period when he was a child? We thought he was hopeless at that time, but didn't he get over it later?"

"He's fifty and still in his rebellious phase! Whose rebellious phase is to kill his wife and children! He even wants to kill his own son!!! Will he want to kill me too..."

"Sir!" The old butler let out an unprecedented harsh shout, which made the old man shut his mouth tightly without any explanation, and a look of regret appeared on his face.

"No matter what the occasion, there are some things that cannot be said. Sir, you are too tired recently. Why don't you go out and relax, rest for a few days and come back?"

"..." The old man fell back on the sofa dejectedly and pinched his forehead. "You don't have to be so scared. Is there any surveillance camera in my study? It needs to be thoroughly 'cleaned' once a month."

"It's just that you're right. There are some things that can never be said."

The old man sighed deeply and said, "Alright, find me a private and warm island and I'll stay there for a few days."

"Yes."

·

The sound of footsteps penetrated the fabric of the old man's clothes, reached his pocket, was picked up by a monitor the size of a grain of rice, and then transmitted to the headphones in another room through a signal.

The earphones are buckled on the man's ears.

The light was dim, and it was only thinly applied on the tip of his nose, dimly highlighting his eyelashes.

He sat there motionless for a long time before he lowered his eyes like a robot and looked at his phone.

Call out a software and then pull the progress bar back.

"He's fifty and still in his rebellious phase! Whose rebellious phase is to kill his wife and children! He even wants to kill his own son!!! Will he want to kill me too..."

Pause, call back.

"Whose rebellious period is to kill his wife and children! He even wants to kill his own son!!! Will he want to kill me too..."

Pause again and call back.

"Whose rebellious period is to kill his wife and children! He even wants to kill his own son!"

Again……

Pausing and turning back countless times, until that voice full of resentment and disappointment was deeply engraved into the brain and every nerve like a steel stamp.

He listened motionlessly in the dim light for two hours, then raised his head and let the dim light illuminate his face.

A quiet smile suddenly broke out on that face, as pale and cold as a marble statue.

·

There was a knock on the door in the early hours of the morning.

Wen Can hasn't slept yet.

He went over silently and opened the door. Qin Zheng, who had wrapped herself tightly in clothes, immediately rushed in like a puff of smoke, and kept urging him to close the door.

After she sat down, she was startled when she looked up: "What's wrong with you? Your face is as white as a ghost."

"Is something wrong?"

Wen Can drooped his eyelids listlessly.

"Of course something's wrong!" Qin Zheng looked around furtively, "Are you sure it's safe here, and are you sure the surveillance cameras outside are safe? I completely trust you, so I dared to come here in the middle of the night!"

"..." Wen Can seemed to have no energy to say another word, or maybe he was just too lazy to say anything.

Qin Zheng had no choice but to get down to business.

She opened the layers of clothes wrapped around her, took out a document bag from her bosom, and handed it to Wen Can carefully and tentatively: "This is the paternity test of Wen Rong and Wen Lian."

"..." Wen Can glanced at the file bag and had no intention of taking it.

"You don't know how difficult it is to steal their hair! The aunt in charge of Wen Lian's bedroom and your father's bedroom is just like a professional 007. She is on call hours a day to clean. She can't wait to use a magnifying glass to look at the dust - that's why I was delayed for so long."

"...What do you want me to do?" Wen Can finally spoke.

"Don't you want to read it?" Qin Zheng was also confused. "I managed to secretly print a copy from my aunt."

As she spoke, her tone suddenly became cautious: "You, don't want to face it? I understand, but from the look on your father's face, he must be feeling guilty towards you, right? Wen Lian has now been driven away by him to live on the other side... If you don't want to see it, then I'll take it back."

As she was about to take it back, Wen Can suddenly grabbed the file bag.

"Don't want to face it?"

He smiled slightly, took the file bag from Qin Zheng's hand, put it beside him, then looked up at her and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"……there is none left."

"Then you can go."

Qin Zheng left and silence returned to the room.

Wen Can looked at the file bag, then picked up the contents, opened it methodically, and pulled out the information.

The light fell on it, and he saw the words on the paper bit by bit -

·

"This is a good handle, it all depends on how we use it."

Mrs. Qin held the stack of paternity test reports in her hand, with a thoughtful smile on her face.

Qin Wu, who was standing by, was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "I want to use it too."

"what?"

"I'm going to use this to lure Ye Kong back to Nangang."

He raised his head, curled his lips slightly, but his eyes were cold: "She cares about Wen Can a lot - if it is about the physical and mental health of disabled people, she should be willing to revisit the old place, right?"

Mrs. Qin's mouth twitched, and anger flashed across her face, but she suppressed it.

After taking a deep breath, Mrs. Qin smiled and said, "It's not impossible, but we don't have much time to go back recently, right? We still have to be busy with the project here."

"what is the relationship?"

Qin Wu threw away the information in his hand and said calmly, "Isn't that immortal demon going to participate in the auction? Use the Qin family's name to raise the auction standards to the highest level, and then change the venue to Nangang."