It doesn't matter'.

Wen Yan's words relaxed Mu Tingchen's tense nerves, he just needs her forgiveness, the others, it doesn't matter, he only cares about her opinion, with her words, it is enough.

Wen Zhiling retorted weakly: "It's not that I don't have a conscience...... It's just that the kidnapper said...... Your grandmother died after Mu Tingchen went to visit, is it ...... Mu Tingchen did it, and I also wondered if it was just pneumonia, so he shouldn't die, not to mention how could it be so coincidental? Sooner rather than later, sooner rather than later...... I don't mean anything else, anyway, I don't know what the situation is, I admit that it was my dead ghost man who caused your grandmother to get sick and hospitalized, and I've always wanted to get a divorce, but I didn't get out...... This time my son was kidnapped, I can't help it, Wen Yan, if it were you, you would also send this letter, right? There is no parent in the world who can watch their children die! ”

Wen Yan was speechless when asked, and looked at the nominal 'cousin' who knelt beside Wen Zhiling and his wife, and she was silent. What a young life for a child who goes to college......

Before becoming a parent, she may not have experienced the feelings of Wen Chiling and his wife, but now, she can understand that if it were her, she would have sent the letter. No matter how hateful Wen Chiling and his wife are, they are just the one who is being used, and the most hateful thing is the guy behind their backs!

Mu Tingchen suddenly said: "I didn't do it, grandma just died of illness, she was too old to survive." If I really killed her, how could she have asked the doctor to give me the suicide note instead of you? The plane crash was about me, I admit it, but I'm not going to make a second mistake. ”

Wen Zhiling couldn't help but look at Wen Yan with strange eyes in fright, obviously questioning why Wen Yan would get involved with the person who killed her father, and get married and have children, the contempt in her eyes made Wen Yan a little angry, Wen Yan didn't want to talk about the plane crash, not to mention that she couldn't talk to Wen Zhiling, so she ignored it directly: "It's true that your behavior is for your own children, but it also threatens me, so how do you want to solve it now?" Again, I ask, who told you to do it? You really don't know?! ”

Before Wen Zhiling and his wife could speak, their son spoke first: "It's all because of me, my parents did that for me, how do you want to rush me!" ”

Wen Yan took a deep breath: "A child who goes to college lives a better life than you, don't worry, I won't do anything to you, from today onwards, if you dare to step into the imperial capital again, I will definitely not let you go again, this is the last time!" ”

Hearing her say this, Wen Chiling and his wife breathed a sigh of relief. and he was no longer afraid, and stood up from the ground. Suddenly, Wen Zhiling asked, "What is written in your grandmother's suicide note?" ”

Wen Yan frowned and glared at Wen Zhiling, Wen Zhiling hurriedly explained: "No, no, no, I didn't mean that, I just wanted to know what the old man had on his deathbed, and I didn't rush anything else." ”

Wen Yan didn't plan to hide it: "Grandma left the Wen family's old mansion for me, there is nothing else, what else do you want to know?" ”

Wen Zhiling was stunned: "No...... Without...... I always thought that the old mansion had been sold a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be kept...... Yes, the Wen family's old mansion should be given to you, only you are the descendant of the Wen family. ”

Wen Chiling's husband secretly tugged at the corner of Wen Chiling's clothes, obviously not dead set on the old house, where does Wen Chiling dare to speak now? Wen Yan noticed this small detail and felt a little ridiculous: "Uncle, do you have anything to say?" Just say it if you want to, we may not see each other after today anyway. ”

Wen Zhiling's husband looked at Mu Tingchen cautiously, and plucked up the courage to say, "I think, is there also your aunt's share in the Wen family's old mansion?" You can't keep it to yourself, right? What's more, you don't lack anything now, just wave your hand, you can swallow half of the imperial capital, we are different, we are poor. Your aunt's surname is also Wen, and you are too bad to do too much. ”

Knowing that this would be the case, Wen Yan sat down on the sofa with Xiao Tuanzi in his arms, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the family of three for a long time: "Yes, I don't lack anything, but the Wen family's old mansion is unique and priceless to me." My aunt's surname is Wen, yes, but my grandmother only left the Wen family's old house to me, how can I be the master and divide it with you? Or...... You go and ask Grandma for yourself if she would like to? ”

Wen Chiling was frightened: "No, no, no, we don't want it!" Since your grandmother left it to you, we won't fight! ”

Wen Yan snorted coldly: "I really convinced you, and when life and death are at stake, I don't forget to think about interests, it's really a loss of money." Let's go, let's go, don't let me change my mind. No matter who you talk to in the future, you are not allowed to mention that you have a relationship with me, the only connection between us is grandma, grandma has passed away, so we can't even count as relatives, you can do it yourself. ”

Wen Zhiling and his wife cowered and moved to the door, as if they were afraid of being knocked down by the tall bodyguards. After a few days of tossing, the family of three looked embarrassed, disheveled, and close to unkempt, and only the young children looked relatively decent.

When he walked to the door, Wen Chiling's son suddenly stopped, looked back at Wen Yan and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, fortunately you're fine." ”

Wen Yan couldn't help but look at him, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, he seemed so calm, she thought that she had been cold-blooded and terrible enough just now.

After two seconds of silence, she asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Wen Hao."

No wonder, Wen Hao took his mother's surname, and the old lady recruited a door-to-door son-in-law, otherwise she would not have been wiped out.

Wen Yan waved his hand: "Let's go, continue to study, graduate and find a job, don't be like your parents." ”

Maybe it was his son's surname that poked at his sore spot, and after entering the elevator, Wen Chiling's husband shook a cold face: "Yes, my son and your surname are Wen, what happened?" I didn't even catch a single fart! I've never seen a door-to-door son-in-law who is as aggrieved as me! ”

Wen Zhiling glanced at him: "It's a bit promising, can you fight with Wen Yan?" Can you beat others? People stomp their feet, the imperial capital has to shake three times, are you a fart? I originally thought she was a good thing, but now it seems that rich people are not good people, when my eldest brother died, Mu Tingchen was only a teenager, right? When she was a teenager, she could do something that harmed people's lives, and Wen Yan even married and had children with the person who killed her own father, I don't know what she was thinking in her head! ”