Who would raise a villain as a wife?

He Yunjing returned to the villa in silence and looked at the time. It was 10:30 in the evening, quite early.

He asked Wen Li to go back and rest. He took a shower, changed his clothes, and waited until twelve o'clock in the evening before going out.

Not long after the car drove out, He Yunjing received a call from his bodyguard, telling him that Wen Li had not rested.

He Yunjing hung up without saying anything, and asked Lin Yue to continue watching but not too closely.

It was a good thing that Wen Li wanted to take revenge, and he would not stop him, but he needed to know what Wen Li's plan was, as this was his mission.

Arriving at a busy bar, He Yunjing entered the small office behind the warehouse with familiarity. The person inside opened the secret door, and He Yunjing walked in with his bodyguards.

Walking down the stairs to the basement, the man who had been beaten by Wen Li a few hours ago was hanging in the middle, guarded by bodyguards.

He Yunjing walked over, sat on the leather double sofa, slowly lit a cigarette and then leaned back, looking lazy.

After several hours of training, he had already been trained well. He Yunjing took two puffs of his cigarette before he spoke slowly, "What does he want?"

"A chronic drug that can paralyze people."

The man answered weakly, he was beaten quite badly.

There was no surprise about He Yunjing, it was in line with the original plot.

He Yunjing tapped the ash from his cigarette and asked, "Anything else?"

"No, no more." The man looked at He Yunjing pleadingly, "I'm just a nobody. He was the one who came to me. I really don't know anything."

He Yunjing was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the bodyguards standing guard, "Didn't you find out anything else?"

"We found out something else." The bodyguard walked behind the sofa and bent over to He Yunjing and said, "Those people who followed the young master were all from orphanages. They don't have any special abilities. The young master had established a relationship with them a long time ago. According to our investigation, there is a girl who entered the Jiang family as a maid.

There are also two others who have joined the Jiang family’s company in the past two years, and their positions are not low.”

He Yunjing raised his eyebrows, "Have you found out the identity?"

"I found it, but I still need to verify the specific circumstances."

He Yunjing nodded, "This kid did a good job."

The bodyguard was a little puzzled and asked He Yunjing, "Sir, are you planning to train the young master to be your successor?"

"It's not a good business, why should we let him take it?" He Yunjing put out the cigarette in his hand and fell into deep thought. Although he had been supporting Wen Li for the past eight years, he did not impose too many restrictions on him. He also wanted to let Wen Li develop freely.

He looked so well behaved and timid, but I never knew that he would be given such a big surprise.

Thinking about Wen Li's moves, He Yunjing had a little doubt. He asked the bodyguard, "Where does his small body get so much strength?"

"Sir, you forgot that the young master studied with Laojiu for two years."

After being reminded by the bodyguard, He Yunjing suddenly remembered that Lao Jiu was his subordinate and was sent back after being injured. It just so happened that he also felt that Wen Li could learn some martial arts so that he would be able to protect himself.

But He Yunjing quickly frowned, "Didn't Lao Jiu say that he couldn't learn it?"

"Young Master, you know how to pretend." The bodyguard smiled meaningfully, "You act very well in front of the master, but once you turn your head away... Uncle Zhong didn't notice it for all these years, didn't he?"

It seemed to be true. He Yunjing couldn't help thinking that Wen Li had been wary of him ever since he brought her back, and had been pretending to be good, hiding it from everyone.

This character is quite good. Perhaps it was because he had a really hard time in the orphanage during those two years. He Yunjing didn't know whether to say that this character is a good thing or a bad thing.

But why is this personality a bit like Hua Li?

One is well-behaved and the other is bloodthirsty and crazy?

This made He Yunjing's situation even more complicated. He glanced at the bodyguard and reminded him, "Keep it a secret, don't let him know."

The bodyguard looked strange. Is this some fun game?

However, since He Yunjing had said so, he naturally did not say anything more and only asked, "What chronic medicine does the young master want?"

He Yunjing thought for a moment, "There can't be any stain on him."

The bodyguard understood, that is, he could not give it to Wen Li, nor could he let him get it from others.

He Yunjing left not long after staying. Before leaving, he glanced at the hanging man, who seemed to be about to die.

"Find a way to get it in and don't let it out."

He Yunjing left after he finished speaking. Wen Li probably went to look for the person himself because he was extremely angry, and he was not afraid of being discovered.

It was already early morning when He Yunjing returned. He took a nap and went around the company. When he came back in the evening, Wen Li was playing with the little white cat in the yard. Strictly speaking, Wen Li was drawing the kitten.

He Yunjing walked over quietly, and turned back as soon as he reached Wen Li, being quite cautious.

"Uncle He."

Wen Li was about to stand up, but He Yunjing held him down with his hand, his eyes falling on the drawing paper.

The outline of the white cat has appeared, and it is walking proudly beside the rose bushes. Part of it has been colored, and it is a colored pencil drawing.

He Yunjing glanced at the pile of pens next to the small table again. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a good drawing."

Wen Li's eyelashes trembled, "I haven't finished painting yet."

"Draw it another day, and have a couple of drinks with me."

He Yunjing walked towards the villa after he finished speaking. Wen Li started to pack up without stopping, and followed the servants to collect all the painting supplies and put them in the studio.

After sitting at the table, He Yunjing asked Uncle Zhong to take the servants away, picked up the red wine and poured it, "How much can you drink?"

"A little bit, not very much." Wen Li answered hesitantly. He never drank at home.

He Yunjing hummed, and then said, "You still need to be able to drink a few glasses of wine."

"I will practice."

This was said quite obediently. He Yunjing did not expose it. He just asked a few questions casually and let Wen Li drink two glasses of red wine.

It was not known whether he was really drunk or pretending, but after two glasses of wine, Wen Li's face turned red and his eyes were a little blurry, looking like he was drunk and not sober.

He Yunjing looked at him, held his chin up and asked him, "Are you still afraid of me now?"

Wen Li shook his head slightly, "Uncle He is very good."

"Still calling me uncle?" He Yunjing was not very happy. He had already pointed it out so obviously last night.

Wen Li stopped talking and just stared at him blankly, her face flushed and her eyes bright, with a hint of stupidity in her clarity.

Someone who could do so many things secretly couldn't be so unguarded. He Yunjing was sure that this was Wen Li pretending.

He said, "Forget it, go back and rest."

Wen Li hummed in a muffled voice, supported himself on the table and stood up. His body was a little shaky, and he fell down before he walked out of the dining table.

He Yunjing had been looking at Wen Li, and immediately reached out to support him, then stood up and stood beside Wen Li.

"Are you this drunk?" He Yunjing asked him. This was a bit too much pretense.

Wen Li bit her lip and looked up at He Yunjing with tears in her eyes, a plea for help in her eyes.

He Yunjing frowned, "Can't go back?"

Wen Li hummed softly, then lowered his head, looking too embarrassed to speak.