After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

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Zhao Wan'er woke up early in the morning and as soon as she opened her eyes she saw Wen Mo sitting on the single sofa in the room.

Startled.

"What's wrong so early in the morning?"

"Who bullied you? Why is your face so pale?"

"Mo Mo?" Seeing that Wen Mo didn't say anything, Zhao Wan'er prepared to get out of bed to check on her condition.

Just as she was about to touch the person, Wen Mo waved her hand away: "Let someone bury Wen Jin alive? Mom, how could you do such a cruel thing?"

When Zhao Wan'er heard Wen Mo's question, her face changed: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Am I talking nonsense? Shen Xunzhou has found out and given you two options. Either you break your leg, or he sends you in. It's your choice."

Zhao Wan'er's face turned pale, and she was a little terrified: "Why did Shen Xunzhou do that?"

"Because he likes Wen Jin, because you had someone kidnap Wen Jin in his Shen family's manor, and because you hired someone to kill someone and the other party gave you up, isn't this enough?"

Wen Mo is in a bad state.

It feels like this world is just a huge makeshift team.

It's ironic, pitiful and funny. The victims, perpetrators and those who died unjustly have all been reborn, except Zhao Wan'er. Only this fool Zhao Wan'er has not been reborn. She is determined to get rid of Wen Jin.

And he's so stupid that he doesn't know how to deal with it.

No one with any brains would do such a thing.

All crazy.

Wen Mo had wanted to escape a long time ago, and the reason she stayed was because she was worried that Zhao Wan'er would repeat her past and drag her into the tomb again.

Unexpectedly, despite all the precautions, it still couldn't be prevented.

Still, she let her hand reach out to Wen Jin.

"Wen Jin deserves to die," she actually dared to threaten her and said she would expose her.

If he doesn't get rid of such a person but keeps her around, is he waiting for her to kill him?

"She deserves to die. She never thought of killing you. It's you who has never been able to distinguish the primary from the secondary. For so many years, you have been partial to her, ignored her, and suppressed her. No matter how my father and I advised you, you would not listen. Even if Wen Jin really had any feelings for you, it was you who insisted on forcing her to that position for so many years. But what about you?"

"You raised a kitten into a wolf with your own hands, and in the end you still said that she deserved to die. Mom, when will you put aside your prejudice and treat Wen Jin well and sincerely?"

"Bury her alive? Mom, you are absolutely insane."

Zhao Wan'er was so angry at Wen Mo that her chest rose and fell sharply. She thought Wen Mo would understand everything she did, but she never thought...

not at all.

She planned and did all this, but Wen Mo didn't understand her at all. How sad it was.

"Wen Mo, I did all this for you. If Wen Jin hadn't joined the company, I wouldn't have killed her. All the Wen family's assets can only be yours."

When Wen Mo heard this, she was furious: "I don't want it, I don't want it, don't impose your dirty thoughts on me. It's obviously you who wants it, but you still push me to the front as an excuse."

"From childhood to adulthood, you did everything just for yourself. When I was a kid, you said you would take me shopping and buy me clothes and bags. Yes, you did buy these for me, but you lied to my dad about the price, saying that a skirt cost hundreds of thousands of yuan, but it was obviously only a few hundred or a few thousand yuan. Where did the extra money go?"

"Didn't you use all of it to enjoy life?"

"From childhood to adulthood, you always said that you were doing this for my own good. I believed you once or twice, but can I believe you countless times? The reason you don't want the family property to fall into Wen Jin's hands is that you are afraid that she will retaliate against you in the future and not give you a penny to spend, right?"

"Do you really think..............?"

"Wen Mo," Zhao Wan'er raised her hand and slapped her in the face.

He stared at her with eyes wide open, gnashing his teeth, vomiting blood with every word he said: "Ask yourself, how have I treated you over the years?"

how is it?

Wen Mo covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face with anger.

After a moment, he slowly straightened up and looked at Zhao Wan'er, and said sarcastically, "Good, so good that I have to take the blame."

"I've already conveyed Shen Xunzhou's words. If you don't do it yourself, then wait for him to do it!"

Wen Mo slammed the door and walked out. Zhao Wan'er fell to the ground in despair.

It's like someone has sucked my soul out.

............

"Wen Jin's secretary found me and said that Wen Jin could not be contacted. What happened?" Zhou Shan was lying in the beauty salon in the afternoon to repair his soul.

I haven't yet recovered from the scene of Shen Xunzhou digging the soil with his bare hands with bloodshot eyes.

Then Lin Xiao called.

"Can't get in touch? Something happened again?" Shi Jinghong was playing mahjong and was still a little confused when he received Zhou Shan's call.

"Not really? Brother Xunzhou, do you dare to let anyone leave your sight?"

"How about you ask?"

Shi Jinghong called the people around him to come over and play a game for him, then he took his phone and went out to call Shen Xunzhou.

After three to five minutes of getting a general idea, he called Zhou Shan back and said, "He's with him. Tell Secretary Wen Jin not to worry."

"Oh, OK!" Zhou Shan hung up the phone muttering, "With him? Imprisoned love? It shouldn't be that perverted."

............

In the Yuehua Mansion villa.

Wen Jin sat on the sofa waiting for Shen Xunzhou to come back.

This man kept his word and said he would come back to have lunch with her at noon, and he really came back.

Wen Jin's eyes fell on the man, watching him come in from the entrance: "How long are you going to lock me up?"

Shen Xunzhou glanced at the servant, who wisely went into the kitchen, leaving the space for the two of them.

He stood beside the sofa and took off his coat slowly: "Wait until you are better."

"What else do I have a problem with?"

He didn't say anything, went into the bathroom on the first floor to wash his hands, and came out, reaching out to hold Wen Jin's hand: "Let's eat first."

"Speak clearly before eating."

Shen Xunzhou's voice was soft, completely different from Wen Jin's stiff voice: "Let's talk after we're full."

"I'm not hungry," Wen Jin's emotions wavered on the edge of the cliff. She told herself that Shen Xunzhou was no longer the Shen Xunzhou of her previous life.

According to Wen Mo, if he really killed everyone after her death, it would prove that he had an evil and violent nature in his bones. It was just that he had been suppressed by a good upbringing over the years, and not showing his emotions on his face was the first lesson he learned in his life.

The burden of the Shen family's business fell on his shoulders, leaving him no time to breathe, let alone stimulate his bad nature.

If the tyranny and paranoia in his bones were aroused, it would be possible for him to imprison her.

Wen Jin controlled her emotions and tried not to anger him: "You can't imprison me forever, right?"

The man pursed his lips tightly, his jawline tense, as if he was trying his best to endure: "Xiao Jin, I don't want to imprison you for the rest of your life."

"Let me go, I promise I won't hide from you anymore," Wen Jin lowered his head to show weakness, trying to win over the slightest bit of Shen Xunzhou's leniency.

The latter still did not respond directly, but took her hand and led her to the restaurant: "Eat first, be obedient."