Wen Xi was reborn, returning to 18 years old. At this time, she hadn't been expelled from school, her fiancé hadn't come to break off the engagement, the scumbag relatives plotting to usur...
Wen Xi warmed her hands with a hot drink and slowly said, "I can only make the best guess right now. After all, we come from a wealthy family, and our grandfather is a well-known media tycoon."
Having said that, Wen Xi raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a hint of sarcasm.
"People die for money, birds perish for food. From the emperors to the common people, from ancient times to the present, how many people have killed each other for power and gain?"
Wen Yuan raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
The old man he called grandpa had three sons and one daughter.
The eldest son is Wen Chengli, the eldest daughter is Wen Chenghui, the third son is Wen Chengyi, and the youngest son is Wen Chengren.
The old man had feudal ideas and had already made it clear that the family business would be inherited by the eldest son, and the other two sons would just help out. As for his daughters, although he loved them, they would eventually get married, and married women were like spilled water. So when the time came, he would just give them some shares as a token of his appreciation.
Very traditional thinking of the older generation.
But Wen Chenghui is a woman with a strong sense of career. She grew up in a merchant family and was influenced by her family, so she has the determination to achieve great things.
She was naturally dissatisfied with the old man's distribution of the property, and it was hard not to have a rift with her brothers. Before the incident, she was having a passionate affair with a Phoenix man and even talked about marriage despite her family's objections.
Wen Chenghui has a motive to gain more benefits for his future family.
But she was also in the car at the time. Although her life was not in danger, she lost her uterus, which was a risky move.
If it really was her, she would be too cruel...
But this self-torture trick is not impossible. There have been cases of murdering one's own children throughout history.
Wen Chengren, the youngest son of the Wen family, was born prematurely and was a sickly child.
There is an old saying that the emperor loves his eldest son and the people love their youngest son, but because of his body, Wen Chengren is not very favored.
In the eyes of businessmen, especially those like Wen Ruohai who put profit above everything else, all things are divided into useful and useless, and family ties are not as important as profit.
Wen Chengren is basically a waste. His original wife and daughter are both taciturn and can't utter a few words for a long time. They don't look like the kind of people who would do such a thing.
But there is an old saying that only dogs that don’t bark bite!
Who knows whether long-term indifference and contempt will arouse dissatisfaction in people's hearts?
This dissatisfaction and unwillingness are suppressed day after day and year after year. If there is suddenly an opportunity, who knows whether it will turn into a vicious beast and break out of the cage?
As for the illegitimate daughter Wen Yin, she is able to live a life of luxury now because of her father. It is impossible for her to repay such a great favor with evil, so she can be ruled out as a suspect first.
Because of the discord between the family members, there are a few branches that are ready to make a move...
Wen Yuan was naturally very intelligent, and he had been carefully taught by Wen Chengli and his wife since he was a child, so he was also very strong-willed. He quickly calmed down his emotions and regained his rationality. He analyzed all the possibilities he could think of and told Wen Xi about them one by one.
"Cousin, I left with my parents when I was young. Although you were marginalized after my uncle left, you still know more about family affairs than the rest of us, so you'll have to put in more effort to investigate the mole."
Although his family has now been accepted back in, it will take time to infiltrate the inner circle.
"Okay, I understand."
Wen Yuan nodded.
The two reached a tacit understanding, assigned their respective tasks, and were about to get up and leave when their cell phone rang.
It's Wen Yuan's.
The caller is Wen Chenghui.