Secret marriage and seduction, Mr. Wen's heart is moved every day

Lin Zhao was caught off guard and took his punch head-on.

The force was so strong that he couldn't speak for a moment.

But Wen Yunsheng didn't seem to intend to let him go. He kicked him in the stomach again, and his body instantly hit the corner of the table behind him, with a loud collision sound between his flesh and the table corner.

The wine on the table spilled all over the table, some of it rolled to the ground and broke into pieces.

Wen Yunsheng stood in front of him and stared at him expressionlessly, with his hair falling on his forehead. He could hear Lin Zhao's screams of pain in his ears, but each scream only increased Wen Yunsheng's rage.

At this moment he really wanted to cut him into pieces.

All the wrong, impulsive thoughts popped up in my mind.

"Can you still say anything? If you can say one more word, I will beat you again until you can't speak anymore. Don't even think about calling the police or anything. You can try. Who has the final say in Huaicheng? Even if I beat you to death here today, I have the ability to retreat unscathed. Do you believe it?"

As he spoke, he put one foot on Lin Zhao's mouth.

This mouth is so dirty that it makes him feel sick.

Lin Zhao was stammering and no one knew what he was saying, or maybe he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Lin Zhujin looked at Wen Yunsheng. This was the first time she saw Wen Yunsheng hitting someone.

The kind that kills.

She thought he really wanted to kill him with that kick just now.

He was really scared. Lin Zhujin was afraid that he would do something else, so he walked up to him, grabbed his arm, and whispered something.

"I want to go home."

Wen Yunsheng stopped only after hearing Lin Zhujin's voice. When he turned around to look at Lin Zhujin, the bloodshot in his eyes had not yet faded.

As if afraid of scaring her, his hands were shaking when he touched her hair.

I want to touch it, but I dare not.

He glanced at the person on the ground, still with a cold and disgusted look in his eyes.

As if giving a warning, he glanced away and then looked away.

Then he said to Assistant Liu, "You know what to do this time. Also, how did this person get out of prison early and who arranged it? Find out everything clearly for me."

Assistant Liu didn't even dare to raise his head. He had been asked to keep an eye on this man before, but he didn't even know when he was released from prison. This mistake was too big.

It’s good enough that Mr. Wen didn’t blame me directly.

It seemed that the matter had only come to an end until now. When Lin Zhujin was about to leave, Lin Shu reached out to grab the corner of her clothes, but she dodged by turning sideways.

As if he did it on purpose, trying to avoid her touch.

"Xiao Jin..."

Lin Shu called out softly, no longer with the take-it-for-granted tone from before, his words were full of undisguised heartache and guilt.

But for Lin Zhujin, this kind of guilt is no longer necessary.

Is she really feeling guilty now that she knows the truth?

It doesn’t seem so.

Lin Zhujin looked ahead and spoke lightly.

"You don't have to act like a loving mother and son. Is this really the first time you know the truth? It doesn't seem so."

She chuckled, turned her head and looked at Lin Shu.

"I remember I called you and asked you for help, but do you remember what you said?"

"You said you thought I killed your unborn son, and now I'm making up these lame excuses to lie to you. So, you don't feel guilty at all. You still blame me because I killed the baby in your belly. It was me, your daughter, who was also in your belly, who killed her."

She smiled, mostly at her own expense.

They were siblings from the same mother, but due to the delivery conditions, only one was saved, so all the faults were blamed on the surviving child.

How ridiculous.

"But if it was the baby boy who survived, maybe you wouldn't be like this, right?"

Lin Shu was confident that she had not been influenced by Mrs. Lin and would not become patriarchal, but this idea had long been deeply rooted in her heart.

But he still refused to admit it.

Influenced by Mrs. Lin since she was young, she was determined to marry a rich man and make the most of herself, so when she succeeded, she thought it was right.

So treating Lin Zhujin in that way was just a bit more selfish on her part. She only thought about herself and wanted Lin Zhujin to create value and benefits for her.

In the end, it was all in vain.

Everyone present, inside and outside the game, seemed to be watching a play, except that the people in this play were Lin Zhujin and Yun Jiao.

The others are all supporting characters involved by Yun Jiao.

Who was defeated in the end?

No one knows, it seems like winning but it also seems like losing.

Yun Jiao had never felt so unwilling before. Why was it that everyone knew the truth but could still pretend that nothing had happened?

Why can she always get everyone's sympathy so easily?

"Why? Why can you easily brush aside the past? Lin Zhujin, why do you always get the favor of others?"

Yun Jiao raised her head and took a breath, tears welling up in her eyes.

"If everything can be easily exposed, then who am I? What do my experiences matter? You are pitiful, you are miserable, but you didn't have to go through this? But why does God always stand on your side?"

After the matter is over, she can still be Mrs. Wen peacefully, but what about her?

You will probably be talked about by everyone and end up living in a hidden corner that never sees the light of day.

Lin Zhujin ignored her and walked out of the banquet hall. Yun Jiao slumped in the chair beside her, as if in a trance.

Xu Qingshu walked over to Yun Jiao, looked at her and said, "It's a cycle of karma. What she has endured is all caused by your mother, so you have to endure the same. The evil consequences of your mother's deeds will eventually come back to you."

Yun Jiao looked up at her, with a confused look in her eyes.

"You, what do you mean by that? How can her condition have anything to do with my mother?"

Xu Qingshu shook his head. "You don't know. Your mother never told you until she died. Maybe she just wanted you to live a simple and pure life. Isn't it good to be a person who knows nothing?"

Because sometimes the truth is more painful than ignorance.

She will probably never realize how ridiculous what she did was.

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Lin Zhujin followed Wen Yunsheng out, with no expression on his face along the way, and was so calm as if nothing had happened.

Shen Ting'an was worried and kept following them.

It was not until they reached the parking lot that Lin Zhujin's legs suddenly went weak and he had to hold on to Wen Yunsheng to avoid falling.

Wen Yunsheng picked her up, and only then did he notice how pale her face was.

Seeing this, Shen Ting'an, who was beside him, made a phone call and said a few words, seemingly asking someone to bring some medicine to Tang Palace.