Seeing that the matter was over, Mingzhuo had no interest in staying. He figured he could just leave the cleanup to Xuanmen.

She led Li Wen and Pei Di to retreat quickly, and then went to have a barbecue.

After finishing their meal, they went their separate ways, each satisfied with their meal.

Li Wenhe watched the car leave from the street.

Pei Di: "You probably don't need me to keep you company tonight, right? The mastermind is dead, you can finally get a good night's sleep."

Li Wenhe gave a soft "hmm".

"But this evil sect has no grudge against you, so why would they target you?" Pei Di belatedly realized that his boss hadn't interrogated him about anything!

“I know why.” Li Wenhe looked away and said calmly, “The boss wants me to handle the rest myself.”

He knew who wanted to kill him, and Mingzhuo knew it too, but they simply chose not to say it.

Seven years ago, Li Wenhe's mother fell seriously ill. A woman came to his door and said, "It's karma! You, the woman who stole someone else's husband, are finally going to die."

It wasn't until then that Li Wenhe learned that his father had a son with a woman before him.

The child's name was Li Zhenghe, and he was four years older than him. He had always been raised by his father outside the home.

The mother was both shocked and furious. She had no idea that her husband had secretly given birth to a son before the marriage, otherwise she would never have married this man.

The woman had endured for many years, but suddenly came to show off her power because her father had promised to let Li Zhenghe be recognized as a member of the family.

She felt things were settled and couldn't wait to anger the original wife so that she could rise to power with her son and become the official Mrs. Li.

But Li Wenhe's mother was not the kind of weak girl. She was willing to step back and become a housewife, but she never lost control of the company.

Before she died, she made a will, leaving all her property, including her company shares, to Li Wenhe.

After his mother died, his father couldn't wait to bring the mother and son into the house, completely disregarding the fact that his mother's body was still warm.

It was from that time that Li Wenhe became completely disillusioned with his father. He tried his best to stop the mother and son from stepping into the house.

He was the company's second-largest shareholder, and his father had no choice but to compromise, but he was also resentful and often blamed him for being immature.

Over the past year, that man only returned home once every ten days or so; where he spent the rest of the time was self-evident.

Li Wenhe didn't care about any of that; he only felt at peace when the other party didn't come back.

But Li Zheng and his mother couldn't wait any longer and were eager to get rid of him, their biggest obstacle.

They not only want the title, but also covet the shares they own.

That's why he bribed the evil sorcerer to cast a curse on him and even sent an evil spirit puppet to take his life.

Li Wenhe lowered his eyes and chuckled lightly. "Bullying a motherless child, you're quite something."

He's the kind of person who holds grudges, and this matter will definitely not be resolved easily.

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The next day was the Olympiad selection exam. When Mingzhuo appeared in the exam room, Xie Xiao was so surprised that she almost dropped her pen.

Li Wenhe walked over, picked up the pen, and tapped it twice in his hand. "You seem surprised?"

"No, no." Xie Xiao didn't dare to breathe.

Li Wenhe smiled and handed her the pen.

Mingzhuo sensed that Xie Xiao's expression was off, so she thought for a moment and comforted her, "Don't be too nervous. This is just an internal school selection competition. Just take it easy."

Xie Xiao was taken aback. So, she was being comforted?

Mingzhuo had already passed her and sat down at the back.

Xie Xiao had mixed feelings. She never imagined that she, who was in the top five of the class, would one day be comforted by someone in the bottom five of the class, telling her not to be nervous during the exam.

She felt somewhat comforted. If even someone with the worst grades had such a good attitude, what did she have to be afraid of when her grades were so good?

Today's selection exam was held in the school's large lecture hall, which can accommodate hundreds of people.

Cheng Jingru never expected to run into such an unexpected person here.

She glanced at him briefly before looking away.

Beside her, Cheng Jinghao suddenly frowned, his face full of displeasure. "Why is she here?"

Cheng Jingru said calmly, "Ignore her."

Cheng Jinghao, however, couldn't swallow his anger.

He didn't make it to the scene of the live broadcast of the "Swap Lives" program that day, but he watched the live broadcast the whole time, waiting to see Cheng Zhuo throw a tantrum.

Instead of the memorable scene, what we got was ten million from Cheng Zhuo's family!

He was almost driven mad with anger. Cheng Zhuo should have completely fallen from the social class after leaving the Cheng family and lived a poor and destitute life. Why was he living better than when he was in the Cheng family?

After the live broadcast ended that day, he and his family were ridiculed a lot, and many people said that the Cheng family was mean-spirited.

His and Cheng Jingru's original debut plans were also thwarted and completely shelved.

Cheng Jinghao raised his voice: "This isn't a vegetable market where just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can run in. Aren't they afraid of getting a zero and making a fool of themselves?"

His voice was quite loud, and since the surroundings were already quiet, everyone turned to look at him in an instant.

Cheng Jinghao: "Although it's said to be voluntary, don't some people even look in the mirror and see if they're qualified?"

Following his gaze, everyone instantly understood who he was implying, and they all gasped in shock.

Mingzhuo is never afraid of being provoked. In this school, there aren't many people who dare to challenge him.

However, upon seeing the proctor enter, she immediately changed her mind, raised her hand, and stood up to ask, "Teacher, does the school have any entry requirements for its selection exam? If so, why not include restrictions in the conditions?"

The proctor was taken aback when he heard this.

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