The rebirth of the wealthy, the daughter of the richest man turns evil

Wen Shujin went crazy and wanted to kill everyone: "Father wants an obedient daughter. For the Wen family, for the sake of profit, you can abandon me without hesitation. And your concubine and child have tried to harm me time and time again. Father, you really don't know?"

The word "concubine" made An Yuyun, Lu Huiyun and Lan Lingyun's faces turn pale.

Wen Shulu looked at his sister in shock: "Sister, what are you talking about?"

Wen Shujin sneered and said nothing: "I'm going to rest."

The Wen family was left alone in silence.

On the second day, Wen Shujin slept until he woke up naturally. Speaking of which, it was quite nice not to have to go to work, as there was someone to "look after" him in the company. Wen Shujin, who hadn't had a holiday for a long time, took his paintbrush and went to the garden to paint.

She blended the colors quietly and elegantly, without a trace of sadness on her face.

"Shujin, are you still in the mood to paint?"

Wen Shujin didn't look back, but took the pen and began to sketch, but his voice came over: "Second mother lost two sons, and you still tease me? After all, I only lost the company, but you lost your son!"

An Yujun originally intended to make life difficult for Wen Shujin, but unexpectedly, she ended up making life difficult for herself.

She glared at Wen Shujin angrily: "You killed my child, I will not let you go."

Wen Shujin then put down her paintbrush, looked at An Yuyun, and said with a smile, "Second Mother, you are wrong." She walked closer to An Yuyun and said, "I will not only kill your son, but also your daughter."

An Yuyun's eyes widened, and the storm in her eyes was about to explode: "What did you say?"

Wen Shujin chuckled: "Second mother, you don't think I don't know what you did, do you?" Wen Shujin laughed loudly, and after calming down, he bent down and approached An Yuyun's face, "Don't worry, I will reunite your family soon."

Wen Shujin's eyes were filled with provocation, murderous intent, and hatred, like a devil from hell, which made An Yuyun take a step back. Why did Wen Shujin have such a look!

An Yujun returned to her room in despair, her mind full of Wen Shujin's words: "I can create a Jiawei" and "I want to reunite your family."

"No, you can't let her stand up, no!" She will definitely kill her and Shuyue. An Yujun's nails dug into the flesh and blood flowed down. She couldn't even feel the pain. She only wanted Wen Shujin to fall into hell.

After An Yuyun calmed down, she picked up the phone and said, "Hello!"

"lady."

"Organize the most elite troops." An Yuyun said gloomily with murderous intent.

Lang Du frowned. What was this woman going to do next? "Madam, are you kidding?"

"Shut up and listen carefully. I want to kill Wen Shujin. I want her to die." An Yujun was completely crazy. She couldn't bear to watch Wen Shujin get up. She wanted Wen Shujin to die. As long as she died, no one could stop her.

Lang Du's eyes were gloomy: "Madam, you know that the outside forces are restless now, I can't just..."

"Shut up! If you don't do as I tell you, I will cut off all financial resources on the island. You should understand that I am your master." An Yuyun interrupted him coldly.

Lang Du clenched his fists, his face livid. He still needed this woman's support to secure his position as the boss. After a moment, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Madam. I will take care of it."

Wen Shujin had previously hired several groups of mercenaries to snipe at them, causing them to be afraid to go out for the past year. Now several forces are tracking him.

After An Yuyun hung up the phone, her eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Wen Shujin had a few days of peace and quiet. The outside world was saying that Wen Shujin was framed by his father to get rid of the chairmanship of Jiawei in order to allow the Wen family to control Jiawei. Jiawei was a big piece of fat meat, with so much capital eyeing it that Wen Boyang couldn't swallow it all at once.

Huangfu Zheng acquired Jiawei shares after Wen Shujin said so. In recent days, Jiawei has been under the control of Wen Boyang. Many people think that Jiawei can still hold on, and the stock price has slowly recovered, but it is still much lower than when Wen Shujin was there.

Wen Shujin called Huangfu Zheng and asked him to make trouble for the car factory, and asked Li Xun to use his uncle's connections to add fuel to the fire of Wen's clothing business.

Wen Boyang has to take care of his own company and Jiawei at the same time, and he has been so busy these days that he has not been able to go home.

Wen Shujin was leisurely recuperating at home. Wen Shulu and Wen Shuqing were both very scared. Their sister's current condition was really scary.

Song Shiwei saw it all. She wanted to say something several times but hesitated, not knowing how to comfort her daughter.

That day, Wen Shujin was about to take her paintbrush to the garden to paint when Song Shiwei suddenly stopped her and asked, "Are you blaming your mother for not being able to compete with you?"

Wen Shujin looked at Song Shiwei and sighed: "Mom, you love dad, your youth, your dreams, you are unwilling to give up halfway. I understand."

Song Shiwei was stunned: "Shujin."

"Mom, when you were young, you were a beloved young lady. You married a father who had nothing. You had lofty ambitions and wanted to tell everyone that your chosen husband was extraordinary. You didn't regret your choice." Wen Shujin didn't want her mother to be immersed in this illusory self-esteem, pride, and love. "But now, haven't you woken up yet?"

Song Shiwei opened her mouth, but found it difficult to say anything.

"The fight between my father and I was destined long ago. How could he be unaware of the open and covert struggles in this family? He's just pretending to be deaf and dumb, as long as it can maintain the surface harmony of the family. Shuqing was drugged, Shulu was ostracized in the company, and someone set him up to lose his bid documents, and so on."

"He is your father after all."

Wen Shujin looked at Song Shiwei with a sad look in her eyes: "Mother, have you ever thought about what father would do if you stood in front of him?"

Song Shiwei was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a long time.

Wen Shujin sighed: "Mom, you should have a good rest. I just hope you are well and live a long life."

Wen Shujin, who was originally going to paint, received a call from Li Xun, asking her to go to a Western restaurant.

Wen Shujin sat down and asked, "How is it going?"

Li Xun nodded. "I've asked my uncle to use his connections to create some obstacles for your father. It'll be enough to give him a headache for a while."

"Five days is enough. I need these things to hold him back so I can move on to the next plan."

Li Xun frowned: "What exactly is the plan?"

Wen Shujin shook her head. She didn't intend to talk about this matter. "You should follow your memories from your previous life and quickly collect all the evidence. If you want to bring them down, make multiple preparations in case of any unexpected events."

Li Xun nodded when he heard this: "Don't worry, I never intended to let them go."