After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

"It's my licking dog grandson. He heard that you were sick and taken to the hospital, so he called me to come over to see you. I'm old and he orders me around. I have no choice but to bring you to my villa for recuperation."

"Sorry to trouble you, I'll be leaving in a moment," Wen Jin said apologetically. In her previous life, she had not met the old lady many times. In the past, the old lady would always come home during the New Year or other festivals or family members' birthdays. But ever since the time she had an argument with Shen Xunzhou and smashed things despite the presence of her parents, the old lady rarely came back.

I'm used to a quiet life and can't stand the younger generations making noise at home all day long.

Seeing someone struggling to get up, the old lady smiled and put her hand on her shoulder: "What's the point of bothering me? We're all family sooner or later."

"Just rest assured and take care of it. Xun Zhou will be here soon."

"Grandma, it's not appropriate to say that. Shen Xunzhou and I are not suitable."

"You! You're not suitable for Shen Xunzhou, but you're suitable for Ling Jibai? I heard that Old Madam Ling went to your house."

The old lady sat beside her holding a cup of tea, drinking it intermittently, looking at Wen Jin and shaking her head: "Old people may feel pity for you, but when they devour you, there will be no bones left."

Wen Jin didn't say a word. What she was thinking was, if she had married Shen Xunzhou in her previous life, wouldn't she have nothing left?

She lowered her head and said nothing.

The old lady wanted to say something when Aunt Xu came in and said the doctor was here.

Wen Jin was stunned. Is her condition so serious? Is it not enough to put her on the drip?

"It's not for you, it's for Shen Xunzhou."

"That kid was hit by someone on the way here."

Wen Jin:....... "Grandma, you don't have to tell me this."

"You have to say it! How can I not say it? If you don't say it and I don't say it, misunderstandings will arise and even the best relationship will be ruined."

Wen Jin was silent for a moment. Yes! Wasn't that what happened to her and Shen Xunzhou in their previous life?

She never expected that Shen Xunzhou would give her a huge card before marriage.

Unexpectedly, the card eventually fell into Zhao Wan'er's hands and became evidence of her supporting a man.

Wen Jin sighed heavily. Zhao Wan'er must die in this life!

But it would be too easy for her to die like this.

Not standing high enough.

It won’t hurt if you fall down.

In the living room, hurried footsteps were heard. Wen Jin opened her eyes slightly and saw Shen Xunzhou standing beside the bed, glancing down at her. There was a little dust on his black suit, and the back of his hand hanging by his side was covered with scratches and dried blood.

"How about it?"

"It's okay," Wen Jin responded lightly.

"I'm sorry about last night."

Tearing that wound made her struggle in the hurt of family affection.

Too cruel.

But if they don't do this, he is worried that they will also be unable to escape the same disaster in this life.

Wen Jin looked at him sideways, and the man lowered his head, "Mr. Shen, what are you sorry for? Sorry for telling me this? Or sorry for seeing me fighting with them?"

"We are all adults. We are responsible for everything we do and the decisions we make. Why are you apologizing for no reason? Did you set me up to go to jail?"

Wen Jin was thinking about this question last night. Why did Shen Xunzhou suddenly bring up the matter of this card last night? It was something that he hadn't figured out in his previous life, so how come it suddenly popped up in this life?

Shen Xunzhou was reborn?

Or maybe the way things developed is really different from the previous life.

"Wen Jin," the man stared at her, his brows slightly tightened, and his lips moved slightly: "I will never plot against you even if I plot against anyone else."

The affectionate gaze and the low, suppressed words made Wen Jin feel a little bit uncomfortable for a moment.

But this feeling of reluctance only lasted for a moment.

Shen Xunzhou killed her.

She still can't bear it?

She deserved to die.

"Shen Xunzhou, I am just a chess piece in your chess game. It's just temporary. I am not qualified to be touched by you."

"You drew a square of land and circled everyone inside. Shi Jinghong, Li Hui, Zhou Ying, they are all necessary for you to win this game. Otherwise, you kept asking me why. How could you not know that they were plotting against me and I wanted them to die? You didn't move them, not because I don't deserve them, nor because they are so worthy, but because you... your game is not decided yet, so they can't move."

"In this game of chess, they are all your soldiers, and I also..."

"You are not," Shen Xunzhou suddenly interrupted her.

Wen Jin's words stung him completely.

The tight air rushed in from all directions, making it difficult for both of them to breathe. Shen Xunzhou's chest moved slightly, as if he was struggling hard, and repeated again: "You are not, Wen Jin."

"I don't deny that I am playing a big game of chess. Li Hui, Shi Jinghong, Zhou Ying, Zhou Shan, they are all pawns in my game, but you are not. If you must say that you are in the game, then you..." The man took a deep breath, his eyes slightly red, looking at Wen Jin: "You are the one who stands by me and accompanies me to win in the end."

"All my plans are to stand by your side sooner."

"Use them to help us succeed."

"It's you..." Wen Jin was so angry that he sat up from the bed, looked at Shen Xunzhou and said viciously: "I never thought that we would be together. It was your wishful thinking. It was you who insisted on dragging me into this."

"It's you! Don't even think about putting these accusations on my head. I've had enough accusations put on me in my life."

She cheated on her husband, she was unfaithful, unclean, and unchaste. These words did not spare her even after she died and was reborn.

Tears glistened in the corners of Wen Jin's eyes. She stared at Shen Xunzhou with a pleading look in her eyes. Her words were humble and choked with sobs: "Let me go! I beg you."

Shen Xunzhou's hands hanging by his side tightened slightly, and the dried blood on the back of his hands gradually became moist. His stiff body seemed to be poured with cement, and he could hardly move.

After a long time, he regained consciousness like a wooden man. He raised his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of Wen Jin's eyes with his fingertips. His tone was solemn: "I will let you go, and then what? Can the Wen family still stand up?"

"Do you threaten me?"

"It's not a threat, it's reality, Wen Jin."

"Equipment backlogs, bank loan failures, and difficulty in converting funds into cash are all factors that will lead to the company's demise if any one of these situations occurs."

"Does this have anything to do with me? If you die, you die."

"Use me! Use me for your own ends, and I won't complain."

Wen Jin was stunned.

Is this Shen Xunzhou?

She vaguely remembered that in her previous life, the vice president of the Shen Group used his reputation to help his nephew enter an aristocratic school. Later, when Shen Xunzhou was doing charity work, he heard the director of the aristocratic school mention this matter.

He invited the man to come forward and asked him in a stern tone, "Are you worthy?"

Shortly afterwards, the man was kicked out of the group.

Shen Xunzhou was chatting about this with others at the dinner party and said, "How audacious!"

The person was directly sentenced to death.

No one in the Nanyang business circle dared to employ him anymore.

Such a person,

Now, in front of her, I am allowed to take advantage of her.

"I want to stand up, and I will stand up on my own."

"You don't have to act for me here."