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

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open one's eyes.

His eyelids lifted heavily, allowing him to barely see the ceiling covered with childish posters.

Turning to the right, there are models and handicrafts piled up on the table, and turning to the left, there is a window with closed curtains.

Wen Rong averted his gaze suddenly as if he had been scalded, stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, then looked down stiffly.

Right in front of the end of the bed, Wen Can was still wearing the black suit, and his whole body was still messy.

This time, there were no cigarettes or alcohol on hand, and he was playing chess at a small round table.

Play with yourself.

Wen Rong could only see his profile.

His skin was pale, with some dark circles under his eyes due to lack of sleep, but his expression was calm and cool, and his movements while playing chess were very regular, like a programmed robot.

The sound of the pieces falling continued for a long time.

Wen Rong finally uttered a hoarse and dry voice: "What do you want?"

There was no longer the restless tentativeness in his tone.

If a person's spirit is a burning bonfire, then he is probably just a match that is about to go out.

Even the motivation to save himself was gone, his voice was numb and dull: “If you want to kill me, do it now.”

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The chess piece fell.

Then there was no next step for a long time.

Wen Can finally turned to look at him, thought for a moment and said, "Really?"

"..." Wen Rong's eyes rolled again.

"What if I told you that I didn't want to kill you? Would you still want to die?" Wen Can said slowly, "What if I told you that I was going to torture you for a while and then let you go, and that everything between us would be written off - would you prefer to die immediately and refuse to accept the torture afterwards?"

"..."

Wen Rong's pupils shrank, and he tilted his head to look at him: "Are you serious? You really don't want to kill me?!!!"

"..."

Wen Can looked into his eyes. After a moment, he leaned back with the corners of his mouth curved up like smoke.

Looking at this smile, the urgency in Wen Rong's eyes suddenly froze.

"Your desire to survive is really strong." The smile appeared and disappeared quickly, and Wen Can said expressionlessly, "It's obviously a lowly beast."

"..."

Veins popped up on Wen Rong's face. He struggled fiercely and stared at Wen Can. "You lied to me?! What on earth do you want? Have you ever thought about what would happen to your grandfather if you killed me? He's still lying in the hospital! Do you want to piss him off to death? Do you want to kill your own father and then piss off your grandfather to death?!"

"..." Wen Can made a mistake before answering, "What does it matter? Isn't this the blood of the Wen family? Husband kills wife, son kills father, and the oldest one just cleans up our messes. Just like if you killed my mother, he would help you conceal it. If I kill you, he should also help me conceal it. After all, we are all members of the Wen family."

"..."

These words, spoken with a cold expression and terrifying content, fell into Wen Can's ears, making him unable to utter a single sound for a moment.

Wen Can turned his head and looked at him: "Look, are we a natural family? People with such lowly and dirty bloodlines like ours should kill each other until there is not one left. That's the only way to purify society and the air, isn't it?"

"..."

Goosebumps popped up one by one.

Wen Rong's scalp was numb and numb for a long time as if he had been electrocuted. He fell back on the bed exhausted and stared blankly at the ceiling.

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Amid the sound of chess pieces falling, Wen Rong suddenly said, "I really loved your mother, and I also loved you."

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He didn't care whether Wen Can heard him or not, and continued to speak in a stiff voice: "No one would not love her. She is so beautiful and so outstanding. Anyone who sees her will be attracted to her and fascinated by her, and then return home empty-handed because of her ruthlessness - but I am different. Although I was born well, I have been accustomed to being a person who disappoints your grandfather since I was a child, so I am thick-skinned and don't care about women's rejection."

"I was sincere. I racked my brains to make your mother happy. I would think of ideas that could impress your mother every night before going to bed. I studied mathematics that I didn't understand at all, attended classes that I couldn't understand at all, and asked people to invite her favorite teacher to give lectures at school. I accompanied her to travel around the country to do volunteer work. When I did these things, I was sincere and happy."

"I...I'm a good person."

He actually started crying.

Tears flowed and his face was wrinkled, but there was no sound.

"I used to be a good person."

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He cried for a long time as the chess pieces fell on the board, and then he said, "It's your grandfather's fault."

After saying this, the sad expression on his face disappeared.

The remaining sinister coldness: "It was your grandfather. He was obviously disappointed in me for so many years, but he praised your mother when she first came to the company. He deliberately praised her in front of me countless times, saying that it was my blessing to marry her in eight lifetimes and the great blessing of the entire Wen family. After you were born, you grew up and it was even more exaggerated. He bypassed me and directly regarded you as his next heir. He placed high hopes on you and was very kind to you."

"He said that you are the hope of the Wen family and a natural leader. He said that fortunately you inherited your mother's intelligence and that the entire group will rely on you to lead in the future. He said, he said... He said it again and again, again and again, countless times, countless times, until I opened my eyes and closed them, awake and asleep, my mind was full of these words, all of which were his smiling face towards you and your son, and the look on his face when he said he was disappointed with me! I'm going crazy! I'm going crazy! But when I open my eyes, I have to continue to be a good husband and a good father, pretending that marrying Chi Wandao is really a great blessing for me, pretending that I'm very happy that you are a genius, pretending that I'm very happy that my biological father will hand over the group and the family directly to you instead of me! But how can I be happy?!!!!"

Wen Rong sat up suddenly.

Even though he was strangled, he still struggled to open his red eyes wide and stared at Wen Can: "Tell me! How could I be happy?!!!"

"It's all his fault!"

He gnashed his teeth, spit flying, and spoke every word with the certainty of a hammer dropping on some fact: "It was Wen Shengtian who killed your mother! He also killed you!"

"If he hadn't been suppressing me and praising you all the time, I would still be a good father and a good husband in everyone's eyes. I would still love your mother and you. I wouldn't change. I am a good person. I am a good person!!!"

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes like water, and soon covered his face.

"Ah Can, Ah Can, listen to me, I know I was wrong. I knew it after watching that video just now - I have been avoiding it. I am afraid to face the facts, but I am actually in pain. Your mother's face is all I see in my dreams at midnight. I have always loved her. I have only loved her! Ah Can!"

He leaned towards Wen Can eagerly: "Ah Can! You know it, right? You are so smart, you can see it, you must know how much I loved you and your son in the past, how sincere and wholehearted I was to you, Ah Can! Give daddy a chance, give daddy another chance, daddy will treat you well, daddy will kowtow and confess his guilt in front of your mother's grave, and you can also let daddy go to jail if you want, Ah Can!!"

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The chess pieces tapped gently on the board.

Wen Can lowered his head, looking at the chessboard, and said after a while: "Hearing you say that, I think there is someone else who deserves to die more."

He turned his head, his eyes on his pale face were as still as still water, he stared at Wen Rong quietly and attentively, and asked him softly: "I want to kill Wen Shengtian, will you help me?"

"..." Wen Rong was stunned for a moment, and then without even two seconds of hesitation, he nodded fiercely, nodding frantically, with an expression of solidarity and even deep hatred, "Okay! Dad will definitely help you! It was him who ruined me and our family! If it weren't for him, our family wouldn't be broken up like this! Dad will definitely help you!!!"

"..."

The heavy breathing set off the long silence.

The angry emotions slowly subsided, Wen Rong inexplicably held his breath, and slowly fixed his eyes on Wen Can's face.

He looked at him, his face expressionless.

Black hair, white face, red lips, loose clothes draped over the shoulders, and fingers holding a chess piece.

The light shone from the front to behind him, but it seemed to pass through a dark abyss.

The large shadows became distorted and exaggerated as they passed through the corners of the wall. They were magnified and spread out in this strange and childlike handicraft room, causing Wen Rong to involuntarily tremble slightly from his fingers.

"Ah, Achan..." He made a trembling sound.

Under his frightened gaze, Wen Can finally curled the corners of his mouth silently.

Then he picked up the upside-down phone on the table, turned on the speaker, and raised the phone that was on a video call to face Wen Rong on the bed. He looked at Wen Rong and said to the other end of the phone: "You heard everything, Grandpa - now, do you still want to save him?"

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