After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Wen Jin has always been confused, why didn't he see that Zhao Wan'er was such an idiot in his previous life?

Still thinking about how to prove myself in front of her.

A person who never received maternal love in his entire life eventually died on the road to seeking love.

In an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

Those who die of thirst in the desert cannot escape that desolation even if they go to hell.

"Zhao Wan'er, is this the good daughter you raised?" Mingye was kicked to the ground. He turned to look at Zhao Wan'er, intending to stir up trouble between the mother and daughter.

"Apologize, Wen Jin," Zhao Wan'er looked at Wen Jin fiercely with her eyes wide open, "Apologize to your aunt."

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying? Someone rushed to stand at your doorstep to scold you, and you asked your daughter to apologize to her. Are you kidding me?"

"That's totally rude. You're not even half as good as Wen Mo," Mingye said unwillingly.

It was the weekend and Wen Mo was also at home. She heard the quarrel downstairs. She was halfway through washing her hair when she came out with her hair wrapped up and happened to hear these words.

He sneered, "Aunt, at this time, let alone someone as impolite as Wen Jin, even someone as polite as me would want to kick you! Who gave you the guts to come into my house in front of my dad to sow discord and even want to hit someone?"

"Mom, did your uncle and his family catch something against you?"

After being prompted by Wen Mo, Zhao Wan'er turned around and looked at Wen Qiyun in some surprise.

Apparently he was so angry that he forgot that Wen Qiyun was at home.

The arrogance was instantly reduced by half.

Wen Jin curled his lips and sneered, his eyes that had fallen on Zhao Wan'er slowly swept to Wen Qiyun: "Dad, you are kind to my aunt's family, but they don't appreciate it at all!"

"My aunt is better than anyone at eating with the bowl in hand and cursing at her mother when she puts the bowl down."

The Wen family was in a mess because of Zhao Ming. If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Wan'er was his first wife, Wen Qiyun would not have stopped.

A normal person would stay away from them to prevent Wen Qiyun from suing her to recover the property, but Ming Ye was not in a clear mind and insisted on getting close to them.

Otherwise, why do they say that there can be two different kinds of people sleeping in the same bed?

"Go back and wait for the lawyer's letter!"

Zhao Wan'er was shocked.

Mingye looked at Wen Qiyun with some fear: "Qiyun, our Zhao Ming has worked hard for you even if he has no merits, right? You are trying to kill him."

"Hard work?" Wen Qiyun sneered, "What hard work? Did he steal my girlfriend or my money? He turned my company, which has been in business for decades, into a shithole, and you tell me he has worked hard?"

"Mingye, you forced me to kill them all."

"Brother-in-law........." Mingye struggled to get up from the ground and tried to reach out to grab Wen Qiyun, but was ruthlessly thrown away by him.

She glanced at Zhao Wan'er in panic, grabbed her hand and shook it: "Wan'er? Wan'er?"

With Wen Qiyun around, Zhao Wan'er didn't dare say a word even if she had something on her mind.

At this time, saying even one more word would be a capital crime.

Mingye was kicked out of the Wen family. Wen Jin leaned against the wall and glanced at her coldly, then saw Zhao Wan'er staring at her.

He said sarcastically, "How about I ask Dad to go out so you can scold me?"

"Wen Jin, how did you become like this?"

"Is it not good for me to be like this? Haven't you always disliked me for being incompetent? How capable am I now? I even dared to kick my aunt."

"Who knows, I might kick you next time," Wen Jin warned her not to jump in front of him.

"You are simply a traitor," Zhao Wan'er pointed at her nose.

Just about to have a seizure.

Wen Qiyun raised his hand, and the teacup on the coffee table broke at Zhao Waner's feet: "Do you want me to send you to a mental hospital to check your brain?"

"Who are you really related to? Me, Wen Qiyun, or them? If you're related to them, I can get a divorce certificate and let you go right away. If you're related to us, then I'll clear all the shit out of your head. Don't be greedy. It's fine that you use my money to subsidize them every year, but now you want to condone them to take and steal?"

"Zhao Wan'er, my patience with you is limited."

"I gave birth to your children, and in return I got............"

"Mom, mom, don't be angry, Dad, I will persuade mom," Wen Mo saw that the situation was not right upstairs. She didn't care about her unwashed hair, rushed down, hugged Zhao Wan'er and dragged her to the kitchen.

Trying to quell the war single-handedly.

In the evening, Wen Jin was about to leave, but Wen Qiyun asked him to stay for dinner.

Getting up at eight in the morning was too early, so Wen Jin went to the kitchen to grind a cup of coffee.

Wen Mo happened to come in. She stood in front of the coffee machine and glanced at her: "Can you protect her for a while, but can you protect her for a lifetime?"

"It's my mother, what can I do?"

Wen Jin picked up the hot American coffee and took a big sip, then leaned against the bar and nodded nonchalantly, "There's really nothing we can do."

"How are your injuries?" Wen Mo's sudden concern made Wen Jin a little puzzled. He glanced at her sideways, and his eyes were like the summer sun at four or five o'clock outside the house, not strong, but hot.

Wen Jin was a little puzzled: "Why are you looking at me?"

"A mentally retarded mother, a violent father, a rebellious sister, and a broken girl."

Wen Jin curled his lips and concluded: "It fits your current situation very well."

Wen Mo:..............

After dinner, the people from the 4S shop delivered the car.

A white S-Class Mercedes was parked in the yard, its arctic white color gleaming faintly under the night lights.

Wen Qiyun took the car license and car keys and handed them to Wen Jin: "Do you want to try it?"

"No, I'll stop at home first. I'm going to get a driver's license."

Wen Qiyun was stunned: "You don't have a driver's license? Momo?"

Wen Mo glanced at Wen Jin: "I have it."

"We took the driving test together and did well. Wen Jin was thinking about how to pursue Shen Xunzhou all day long. Now... "

"Wen Jin doesn't have a driver's license anyway, so why not just use this car......"

Wen Mo was stunned. Coming again?

You have lost all your brains, haven't you?

"Mom, this car is a reward from Dad to my sister," Wen Mo pulled Zhao Wan'er into the living room and whispered to her, "Why are you doing this? If you make Dad unhappy, he will divorce you."

"Your father won't divorce me for Wen Jin," Zhao Wan'er's confidence came from nowhere.

Wen Mo pursed her lips, a little unhappy: "See if it will work."