After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

"Wen Jin, you are the evil wolf I raised," Zhao Wan'er looked at her angrily, covering her face with her hands, her eyes red.

She never expected Wen Jin to become like this.

She really couldn't figure out what went wrong, how could a person who used to obey her so obediently become the one who was now attacking and biting her.

"Who are you? You are not Wen Jin," Zhao Wan'er walked towards Wen Jin with her eyes wide open, grabbed her arm, and pinched her hard with her manicured fingertips, almost piercing into her flesh.

"What? If I don't listen to you, I'm not your daughter anymore? Did you give birth to me and raise me just to have a puppet who obeys your orders?"

"Or are you hiding something from everyone? Since things have come to this point today, why don't you just go to the hospital and do a paternity test to see if I am your daughter or not."

Wen Jin grabbed Zhao Wan'er's arm and dragged her downstairs with all his strength. Zhao Wan'er couldn't get rid of him and kept screaming wildly.

"Wen Jin, are you crazy?"

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Wen Jin, have you put your mind on Shen Xunzhou... Snap!"

Wen Jin turned around and slapped Zhao Wan'er in the face, then pulled up her arm and used his free hand to pinch her neck: "Yeah! I put my mind on Shen Xunzhou, do you dislike me? Why didn't you dislike me when you used his card to spend his money? Huh? You are both a hypocrite and a scoundrel. Can the country give an award to a bitch like you?"

"You don't want to save face anymore, right? Do you believe me? I'll find a lawyer to sue you for theft? 20 million is not a small amount. You and your uncle are really born from the same parents. You only steal things from other people's homes and refuse to admit it. You want to go in and accompany your uncle so much? I'll grant your wish!"

"Ugh," Zhao Wan'er was pinched by Wen Jin's neck, feeling so nauseous that she felt somewhat physiologically nauseous.

The veins on the back of Wen Jin's hands were bulging, and he had no intention of letting her go.

The hand that was patting her wrist gradually fell down weakly.

Wen Mo came over and looked at Wen Jin with a pleading look on her face: "The problem can be solved, but it must not be a lose-lose situation. Wen Jin, even if you kill Mom, you have to go in too. Why bother?"

Wen Jin stared at Wen Mo angrily, sighed fiercely and threw Zhao Wan'er out: "Our friendship has come to an end. From now on, don't let her jump around in front of me."

"Xiao Jin........." Wen Qiyun saw Wen Jin was about to leave and called her to stop.

Wen Jin paused for a moment, and heard a sigh behind him: "I did not discipline your mother well enough. I will give you an explanation for this matter. As for the tens of millions, I will find a way to make up for it."

"Home is still home, and dad will always be your support."

Wen Jin steadied his violently trembling chest, and rushed out of the door with bloodshot eyes.

Outside the house, in the black Maybach, Shen Xunzhou sat in the back seat and looked at her through the dark window.

When Wen Jin saw Shen Xunzhou's car, he paused and his hands hanging by his side loosened and tightened. In his previous life, Zhao Wan'er was the one who handed her the knife, but the one who killed her... was Shen Xunzhou.

No one is innocent.

She is like a duckweed on the sea, and everyone around her is a huge wave that pushes her into the sea.

She opened the door, got in, and drove away.

In the black Maybach, Jiang Ge watched Wen Jin's car leave and asked curiously, "Master, aren't we going to catch up with them?"

Shen Xunzhou closed his eyes slightly, unable to suppress his emotions, which were revealed through the light flashes of tears at the corners of his eyes: "She doesn't want to see me."

If he didn't tell Wen Jin about the card, he was worried that he would repeat the same mistake.

Tell her that the face of the person next to her will be fiercely peeled off to let her see the bloody reality.

If he wants to prevent future troubles, he must be ruthless enough.

If you want to get something, you will eventually be hurt by it. And Wen Jin was sucked dry by the Wen family until his death in his previous life.

The man leaned back in the back seat and sighed heavily: "Go back to the company."

Jiang Ge pursed his lips and dared not say a word.

I always felt that what happened tonight was too strange. When I was sitting in the car and saw the fighting scene through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Wen family's house, I knew that this matter could not be explained in just a few words.

It's horrible that a daughter beats her mother and tries to kill her.

Wen Jin went home and threw herself into the bathtub. The warm water spread over her body and enveloped her. She covered her nose and sank down little by little...

A feeling of suffocation surged in from all directions, and my mind was filled with memories of my past life.

"What is your relationship with him?"

"If you don't know him, why is your card in his hand?"

"The hotel's room booking records show an average of three times a week, Wen Jin, do you need me to throw the evidence in your face?"

Facing Shen Xunzhou's questioning, Zhao Wan'er was still fanning the flames beside him: "Jinjin, there can't be any secrets between husband and wife, tell me what's going on."

"Xun Zhou will forgive you"

"Wen Jin, I can allow you to go erratic because you are young and ignorant, but that person cannot stay."

"Wen Jin...why?"

"Wen Jin......."

Cough... Wen Jin struggled out of the bathtub, lying on the edge, breathing in fresh air frantically like a fish about to die of thirst.

She smiled, and then she started to cry: "The bad ones should be killed, and the greedy ones should not be kept."

Zhao Wan'er was clearly the instigator of all this. She used Shen Xunzhou's card to support a gigolo, but because she was afraid of being exposed, he pinned the blame on herself. She allowed Shen Xunzhou to question her, and instead of defending her, he stood by her and fanned the flames, making her a prostitute that could be slept with by anyone.

"Okay, okay, she likes living the life of a lady, right?"

Then drag her up, and then push her into the abyss from the highest point. She will not let that man go either.

They all must die!!!!

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

"mom......."

Wen Mo was waiting in the living room. When he saw Zhao Wan'er waking up on the sofa, he called out anxiously.

"How are you?"

"Where's Wen Jin? Is she dead?"

"Mom? Are you crazy? That's your daughter."

"She wants to kill me, and I still treat her as my daughter?" Zhao Wan'er spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Not only do you not repent, but you also blame others for your mistakes?" Wen Qiyun heard this when he came down from upstairs, and he was so angry that his teeth were itching.

Staring at Zhao Wan'er lying on the sofa: "After this matter is over, we will divorce."

"You've made this house a mess. I should have kicked you out a long time ago. If it weren't for the two children, I wouldn't have kept you until today. And today, you actually said you wanted Wen Jin to die?"

Wen Mo was shocked: "Dad."

Wen Qiyun held his coat and looked like he was going out: "Think it over, are you going to follow me or your mother?"

"Qiyun, Qiyun, I was wrong. I will never dare to do it again." Zhao Wan'er was extremely panicked. Seeing Wen Qiyun was about to leave, she struggled up from the sofa and hugged Wen Qiyun's legs.

She looked up at him, pleading with tears in her eyes: "I can't bear to leave you, and I can't bear to leave the child. I will apologize to Wen Jin for this matter and ask her to forgive me. Please give me another chance."