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

The night wind swept away and the radio waves disappeared.

In the closed carriage, after the play button was pressed, a faint crackling sound was heard for more than ten seconds before the old man's voice finally sounded.

"A-chan...I'm your grandpa."

On this night, this sentence that was like a self-introduction, a sentence that naturally existed and expressed facts, suddenly became difficult and embarrassing, so difficult to say.

The silver cell phone lay in Wen Can's palm. He neither held it tightly nor threw it away.

Rather than patience, his expression in the darkness was closer to indifference, as indifferent as a plaster statue, forming a huge contrast with the voice of agony and pain in the phone.

"A-chan..." After several seconds, the voice said again, "Grandpa is sorry for you, Grandpa is sorry for you."

He repeated it twice, his breathing quickening: "Grandpa knows what you want to do - I should have thought of it long ago. I should have thought of it when you refused to go with your father to sweep your mother's grave. How long ago was that? It was several years ago. You were younger than you are now, even younger. You were still the age when others were in college, but you had already suppressed such a big thing in your heart, such terrible hatred - Grandpa should have realized it earlier. I was too stupid. I was blinded by the seemingly peaceful appearance. If I had realized it earlier, could I have made remedial measures earlier? Could I have prevented things from developing to this point today? No... no... not early enough..."

The voice on the phone was almost talking to itself.

"Even earlier, before your mother died, before they had a conflict, if I could have seen something, if I could have done something to stop him, nothing would have happened, you wouldn't have become like this, he wouldn't have become like this... your mother wouldn't have died, I... I'm sorry for your mother."

The old man gasped hoarsely and murmured, "I'm sorry for your mother. Your mother was a very good person. She shouldn't have ended up like this."

Secretary Fei glanced at the rearview mirror secretly, and could only see half of his chin, which was as pale, cold and indifferent as jade.

The wind hit the glass and turned into a dull whistle when it reached the car.

Amid the whistling sound, the old man took a deep breath.

"Achan, I know what you want, but your mother wouldn't want to see that ending."

In the darkness, the man who was motionless like a statue suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that would not be out of place even in a horror movie.

The sound on the phone continued.

"Even if the culprit must pay the price, you shouldn't do it yourself." The old man murmured, "Besides, the real culprit is me."

His voice gradually became colder and harder, like a weathered rock. Although old and bumpy, it was still hard and cold, even as jagged as a ferocious blade.

"A-chan."

He said clearly, "You heard it clearly."

"It was me who killed your mother."

The street light flashed by, illuminating the smile on the face that suddenly deepened like a knife, and was submerged in the darkness the next moment, like a strange ghost.

"Seven years ago, your mother and I had a conflict because of different decisions. However, the company held an internal meeting at that time, and almost all the senior executives voted for your mother. You know, giving up power voluntarily because you think you are generous is completely different from having your power taken away because your successor is too talented. I hated your mother because of that meeting, and I was instigated by others to think that she would greatly affect the development path I had originally planned for the company. So when she was about to go back to her hometown, I asked someone to tamper with the sports car. However, I didn't expect that you would go back to Huahe with her. If I had known, I would definitely choose another time, or give up this impulsive decision after the emotion passed."

He took a deep, long breath, and then slowly exhaled tremblingly: "But, time and fate, what happened can't be changed, and after I realized it, I immediately took action to eliminate all the evidence."

"You were still unconscious in the hospital at that time, so everything was extremely easy for me. I sent the car to the scrapyard and found someone to completely melt it down. After that, I sent the man who did it abroad, along with his parents, wife, children, and even close relatives. The whole family was sent abroad - that was a huge sum of money. Fortunately, that man was also very smart. Not long after he went abroad, he took the huge fortune I gave him and changed his nationality again. He completely disappeared in the sea of ​​people. Even I couldn't find him all these years, so you don't have to waste your efforts."

He said calmly, "I deleted the surveillance in the garage myself. I used multiple offshore accounts to transfer the money. I immediately cancelled those shell companies after the transfer. There is no chat record - you can't find any traces, but it doesn't matter. I have already admitted my crime in this phone call. You can hand this audio to the police. It was not secretly recorded and it was not fake. It will become real evidence, and the crime of murder will follow me to the grave."

"I……"

His steady voice finally trembled a little, and huge regret and torment flowed out from this hole: "I - plead guilty!"

He said: "A Can, I am the murderer. I am sorry to you, your mother, and your father!"

"I was wrong, A-chan."

In the darkness, there was a sound of a quilt being pulled, as if the old man was clutching the clothes on his chest, squeezing out a voice of repentance: "My whole life, my eyes have been on the company, the family, and the interests. I have neglected too much, I have discarded too much. I think your grandmother must have seen through this a long time ago, so she would rather leave me and stay away from you. She was right. I ruined everything. I ruined my only child, my beloved daughter-in-law, and my beloved grandson. It was me who ruined the Wen family! It was not someone else, it was me, it was me! It was me!!!"

The car drove silently on the road.

The car lights dispelled the darkness in the area and illuminated many fluttering moths.

In the carriage, which was even darker than outside, the painful ups and downs of breathing like huge waves filled the entire carriage, and it took a long time for it to slowly calm down.

"Don't hold this shareholders' meeting, A-chan."

His voice became much weaker: "Your father...he loves you."

He muttered, with a hint of pleading in his voice: "Do you still remember when you were little, he secretly took you on a trip? He made so many handicrafts for you, and took the trouble to learn all kinds of sports that he was not good at, just to be able to play with you and have the face of a father in front of you. He dreamed of being admired by you, and he dreamed of being a qualified, excellent, and lovable father - a father that is completely different from me."