The audio provided by Qiao Wanwan has been confirmed by the police to be genuine!

Because the audio was confidential, the Wen family was unaware of it and couldn't help but cause a scene.

The Wen family had many relatives, including many elders, and Zhan Jingting gave them face and let them in.

Wen Xue, dressed in mourning clothes and with tears streaming down her face, glared angrily at Qiao Wanwan.

"Wen Xue, are you fucking crazy?" Zhan Yin was furious. "Don't you know the rules of the capital? Wearing mourning clothes to someone else's house is a curse!"

"I'm cursing Qiao Wanwan, is there a problem with that!" Wen Xue cried, tears streaming down her face. "Qiao Wanwan is a murderer, and I'm here today to seek justice for my father!"

"Shut the hell up! Our Zhan family hasn't interfered with the police investigation. The police haven't even made a determination, so what right do you have to bite people like a mad dog here!"

"The facts are right in front of us, my father was murdered by Qiao Wanwan!" Wen Xue cried. "Your Zhan family didn't interfere openly, but what about behind the scenes? I don't believe Jing Ting didn't pull strings behind the scenes!"

"If you have any doubts, you can report it and let a higher-level unit investigate," Zhan Jingting said coldly. "Facts are facts, and I will convince you."

"Jingting, are you really going to disregard everything for a woman?"

The one who spoke was an old man leaning on a cane.

"Third Uncle!" Wen Xue cried and knelt down before him. "You saw it too, Jing Ting is protecting the murderer. Didn't my father die in vain? You must do justice for my father!"

"Xiaoxue, get up." The Third Uncle's face was stern. "I've swallowed my pride and come to the Zhan family today to seek justice for your father. Jingting, I know everything about you and Xiaoxue. You can dislike Xiaoxue, and you can selfishly take away the child she gave birth to for you, but you can't disregard a human life!"

“Wen Xue’s father did not offend you, and to be fair, he is a good father. The night before the incident, he came to talk to me and said that no matter what, he had to protect his daughter, so he swallowed his pride and begged your wife. He has lived most of his life and at this age he had to beg a junior, but he did not complain at all.”

"Jingting, you're a father now too. Do you really think a father who loves his child deserves to die?"

“I never said that Chairman Wen deserves to die.” Zhan Jingting sat in his wheelchair, looking at the menacing people opposite him, and said slowly, “You said on the phone that you and my grandfather are friends who appreciate each other but are forced to be enemies, so I let you in, but that doesn’t mean I would allow you to slander my wife.”

“I know the police investigation has made progress and declared that my wife is not the murderer, so the Wen family is anxious. I don’t believe you’re stupid enough not to look into it, nor do I believe you can’t understand that I did not interfere with the investigation. So you come here to demand an explanation. What’s the difference between this behavior and lying on the ground and acting like a liar when you can’t get the case?”

Everyone's expression changed.

"I have great respect for Chairman Wen, and I regret his death, but he is already dead. All you can do is wait for the police to find the real culprit and preserve his dignity, which is also the dignity of the Wen family," Zhan Jingting said coldly. "If the murderer is found and it is proven to be someone else, not my wife, don't you find your behavior today ridiculous and shameful?"

The third uncle looked thoughtful as he gazed at Wen Xue kneeling on the ground. "Weren't you so certain that Qiao Wanwan was the murderer? Why is Jing Ting so certain that she isn't?"

Wen Xue gritted her teeth and said, "Third Uncle, Jing Ting has clearly been blinded by Qiao Wanwan. All the evidence at the scene points to her. She killed my father!"

Zhan Jingting sneered, "Third Uncle may not know yet, but Wen Xue has become quite obsessive. If the Wen family wants to talk to me, they should send someone normal."

Wen Xue looked hurt. "Jing Ting, how could you say that to me? Even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. No matter how unworthy I am, I still gave birth to your child. Don't you care about any feelings at all?"

Zhan Jingting's expression turned cold in an instant. "Besides using the child you gave birth to to make my wife uncomfortable, what else can you do?"

Wen Xue gritted her teeth, "Yes, I want to make her uncomfortable. It's a fact that I gave birth to your child. What's wrong with saying the truth? Just like Qiao Wanwan killed my father, that's also a fact!"

"Jiang Dong," Zhan Jingting ordered, "throw her out. As for the others, if they don't want to leave on their own, you can do it yourself."

Jiang Dong nodded. "Yes."

"Jingting!" Wen Lijing rushed over to smooth things over. "Third Uncle is an elder after all. Please show him some respect for my sake."

“He wouldn’t step into this place without respect.”

“I know.” Wen Lijing walked up to his third uncle and said, “Wen Xue’s actions were indeed a bit extreme. She took advantage of your affection for the younger generation to let you stand up for her, but the truth may not be what she said. Let’s wait for the police investigation results.”

"Big brother, how could you slander me like that?" Wen Xue stood up. "Is the police investigation reliable? Qiao Wanwan is safe and sound now. It's obvious that Jing Ting must have bribed the police through underhanded means!"

"Do you think the capital is my family's territory? You can bribe people to do this kind of thing?" Zhan Yin's lips twitched. "Wen Xue, I'm starting to doubt that you're the daughter of the Wen family. How could the Wen family raise such a stupid person as you?"

"Your father died, the chairman of the Wen Group, and it also involves our Zhan family. How many people are paying attention to this? How many eyes are on the police? Is this something that can be bribed so easily?"

Wen Xue retorted angrily, "Zhan Yin, what right do you, a mere brat, have to interrupt here!"

"You fucking..."

“Zhan Yin is right.” Wen Lijing interrupted their argument. “Jing Ting has the ability to do such a thing, but he really doesn’t. My aunt and I have investigated it. You may not believe me, but you can’t disbelieve my aunt.”

Wen Ru, who arrived with Wen Lijing, came over at the right time. "Wen Xue, calm down. If we can't even trust the police, what can we trust?"

She looked at Zhan Jingting, "I've consulted with them, and in principle, the police should have asked Ms. Qiao to come back to cooperate with the investigation, but it's said that there's now evidence to clear Ms. Qiao's name. Jingting, have you found any clues that you've provided to the police?"

“We are the victim’s family and have the right to know any progress in the case. We hope that whatever clues you have, you can tell us as soon as possible. My brother has not been cremated yet. We just want to find out the truth first and don’t want him to leave this world in such an unclear way.”

“Since even the police can’t reveal any clues, I naturally can’t either. I’ll say it again: wait until the truth comes out.” Zhan Jingting said expressionlessly, “Li Jing, stay. The rest of you can leave.”

Wen Lijing reassured her, "Aunt, you take Uncle San and the others back first. I'll talk to Jingting."

“That would be great,” Wen Ru said. “If you could join forces with Jing Ting to find out the truth, that would be even better.”

Don't worry.

After seeing his family off, Wen Lijing, led by Zheng Ma, went to Zhan Jingting's study. "Jingting, is there something you want to tell me?"