Chapter 78: Cemetery

Chapter 78: The Cemetery

Tan Guohao was truly speechless now.

Seeing her determined attitude, Tan Guohao had no choice but to angrily yell at Zhao Qin, "Go find it!"

Finally, after more than 20 years, the gold peace lock returned to Wen Jinye's hands.

She felt the heavy weight in her palm and finally felt a long-lost sense of peace.

Zhao Qin was naturally unwilling, glaring at Wen Jinye with a resentful expression, "You ungrateful little brat."

Wen Jin just clutched the gift that should have been her eighteenth birthday present tightly, saying, "When it comes to being ungrateful, no one is more experienced than you."

...

If looks could kill, Zhao Qin's gaze would have torn Wen Jinye's back into a thousand pieces.

Watching her slender figure disappear down the corridor, Zhao Qin glared angrily at Tan Guohao, "What were you thinking? At the current gold price, that safety lock is worth 100,000 yuan, and you just handed it over to her like that?"

Tan Guohao's face was gloomy, and he irritably pushed Zhao Qin away. "Do you think I want to? Do you really expect me to let her call the police and have them come knocking on our door? Not only will we lose our things, but who knows what trouble Donglin has gotten into or what people he's offended recently. If the police come knocking on our door and drag your son into it, would you be happy?"

Speaking of Tan Donglin, Tan Guohao was even more furious, "You've spoiled our son!"

Although Zhao Qin was emotionally unstable and prone to hysteria, she was still somewhat afraid of Tan Guohao.

Seeing that Tan Guohao's face was as black as charcoal, she dared not make a sound.

She could only blame everything on Wen Jinye, gritting her teeth and repeating those words over and over again.

"After wandering around for a few years, she can't even tell the difference between the king and the queen anymore. I didn't hit her hard enough back then. A few years ago, let alone asking me for things, she would even have to beg me for food."

"I haven't sent a single penny home since graduation, but now they've come running here as soon as they smelled it."

Tan Guohao's already irritated expression became even more serious because of Zhao Qin's few muttered words.

"Are you ever going to stop?"

Zhao Qin gritted her teeth, still unable to contain her anger.

"Didn't you consider that this safety lock is just the beginning? She's no longer a pushover we can easily manipulate. What if she wants even more back later?"

One sentence silenced Tan Guohao completely.

He narrowed his eyes, a sinister glint rising within them.

yes.

She's all grown up now.

If we let her continue to be so defiant, she will only want more.

Zhao Qin's eyes darted around. "We raised her all these years. If it weren't for us, she would have ended up in an orphanage long ago. We have the right to decide her life's most important matters."

"As the saying goes, a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl... Isn't your manager's son just released from prison? I heard he's eager to have a grandson. He's rich and can offer a high dowry, so you might even get a promotion while you're at it—a win-win situation."

Moreover, Manager Tan Guohao's son is a notorious gambler, womanizer, and womanizer. He was imprisoned for rape.

Wen Jin also has that foxy look; she could seduce anyone she seduced.

Tan Guohao: "Why would she cooperate with us like that?"

"What's done is done. We don't care if she cooperates or not. We'll make a scene later. Isn't a woman's most important quality her chastity? Besides, she has no right to marry us."

Tan Guohao sat on the sofa, took a sip of scalding hot tea, and began to consider the feasibility of the matter.

Zhao Qin is a woman with long hair but short brains; she's a typical shrew from the streets.

Lots of bad ideas, but not much brains.

Although Tan Guohao was tempted by her scheme, he always felt that in a society governed by the rule of law, they had no ability to deceive anyone.

He snorted coldly, "If the plan is exposed and Wen Jin makes a scene, won't the two of us have to spend the rest of our lives in prison?"

Their loud conspiracy reached Tan Donglin's ears.

He struggled around in the room for a while before finally getting out in his wheelchair.

Zhao Qin immediately leaned over with concern, "Son, why aren't you resting in bed? Why did you come out?"

"Dad, Mom, what you asked for, maybe I can help you with it."

Tan Guohao clearly didn't believe it. He was furious looking at his good-for-nothing son. "With both your legs broken, where are you going to help us with our business?"

Tan Donglin smiled confidently.

"Don't worry, there are people who hate Wen Jinye even more than we do."

...

The annual business summit will be held soon.

This summit is exceptionally large in scale, and the list of participants includes many industry leaders and even international business giants.

The event will be held in Linshui City, which is next to Jiangbei.

It is of great importance to all sectors of society, and even the government.

The Mingjing program is currently enjoying good ratings, and its commitment to providing professional financial content has earned it widespread praise within the industry.

Therefore, the business summit granted Mingjing one reporter slot.

Lin Zhiying tried everything she could to please Director Wang, but she still couldn't get that spot.

Fatty Wang rarely lost his temper with her. "Do you think attending the business summit is child's play? It represents the face of Jiangbei. How many people above will be interrogating us? How can you just go because you say so?"

Lin Zhiying bit her lip and once again used the "I feel sorry for you" tactic, "Can't you help me get a recommendation? If I can't go, then who can? Wen Jinye? I've been with you ever since I joined the TV station."

But this time, Fatty Wang didn't have much patience.

"Who else could it be but her? She's the one who landed all these valuable interviews recently."

"Do you think everyone else is blind to recommend you go?"

Lin Zhiying was rendered speechless by his blunt words.

The tear hanging at the corner of her eye seemed to freeze. After a long while, she choked up and asked, "What can be done to prevent her from going?"

After fighting for so long, she was truly unwilling to lose to Wen Jinye.

Fatty Wang replied dismissively, "Unless she gives up herself."

*

When Lin Zhiying came out of Fatty Wang's office, the tear stains on her face were still wet.

Although Wang Pangzi's office was heavily guarded, not a single word was leaked.

But everyone in the office was closely watching what was happening over there.

As soon as Xiao Yin saw Lin Zhiying come out, she sent a message to Wen Jinye.

Look at Lin Zhiying's face, it's as black as charcoal, like wet coal.

Wen Jin looked up and saw Lin Zhiying staring at her with a sinister look.

He looked as if he wanted to stab her on the spot.

Did her breathing upset Lin Zhiying again?

I'm sorry.

It can't be changed.

Wen Jin also lightly shifted her gaze away.

Little did anyone know, after Lin Zhiying's arm trembled, she gripped her phone tightly and disappeared from the office.

Unless Wen Jin also gives up voluntarily, right?

Then she made sure Wen Jinye could never participate again.

So she looked at the message that person had sent on the screen.

Okay, I'll help you.

But this time, we're in the same boat.

*

Wen Jin was just about to leave work when she received the call from the cemetery staff.

The person on the other end sounded tense, saying that their parents' tombstones had been maliciously damaged.

The cemetery is located in a relatively remote area, and its facilities are not very advanced; currently, surveillance does not provide full coverage.

Wen Jin immediately grabbed her car keys and walked out of the TV station, wondering if Tan Guohao and Zhao Qin were holding a grudge against her for insisting on getting the peace lock back, and had gone so far as to vandalize her parents' memorial.

However, misfortune never comes singly. An Yu's car, whether because it hadn't been repaired in a long time or for some other reason, inexplicably deflated.

Wen Jin had no choice but to take a taxi to the cemetery.

When she arrived at the cemetery in a great hurry, there was indeed a lot of trash in front of her parents' tombstones.

A broken egg.

wilted vegetable leaves.

There were also all sorts of rotten fruit.

Wen Jin immediately contacted the cemetery staff and requested cleaning tools.

The staff arranged for the cleaning staff to work with Wen Jin as well.

Wen Jin was also grateful, saying, "You've gone to so much trouble, and thank you for calling me in time."

The man looked puzzled. "Ma'am, we haven't had a chance to do anything yet."

"I had not made any phone calls to anyone before this."