"She has a terminal illness?" Qiao Wanwan was shocked.

Jiang Dong explained, "Yes, Madam. Wen Ru is very cautious. She even uses an alias when seeking medical treatment, keeping it very secret. She is not afraid of death, but she needs to have enough physical and mental strength to take revenge. So she buys illegal drugs from the black market to control her condition. On the surface, nothing seems to happen, but internally, she has already exhausted herself."

"The reason she can't let people know she has a terminal illness is because if the Wen family finds out, they will consider her health and make it impossible for her to take over the Wen Group."

"The reason why Master Zhan was able to bankrupt the Wen Group so quickly is not only because no one could compete with him, but also because Wen Ru accelerated the depletion of the Wen Group."

Wen Lijing closed his eyes in pain, "Aunt, you've gone too far!"

Wen Ru slowly raised her hand and took off the hair on her head. Only then did everyone realize that she had been wearing a wig all along!

Beneath the wig was a nearly bald scalp with only a few sparse hairs scattered across it!

"Ah!" Wen Xue cried out in fright, "It's so scary, waaaaah!"

"Is it scary?" Wen Ru smiled mysteriously. "I think it's scary too. I don't even dare to look in the mirror every day."

As she spoke, a look of sadness crossed her face. "I'm so afraid. If he saw me now, he would definitely hate me."

“My second uncle is not that kind of person,” Zhan Jingting said. “You don’t have much time left, so stop struggling now. If you stop now, I can grant your wish. After you die, I can let you be buried next to my second uncle.”

Wen Ru was taken aback. "Are you serious? You won't grind me to ashes?"

"All I want now is to save Wanwan and Shiyi's lives. Hand over the antidote, and I'll grant your wish."

After a moment's thought, Wen Ru said, "Alright, I'll hand over the antidote."

She picked up a bag and rummaged through it, then suddenly pulled out a mini pistol and pointed it at Qiao Wanwan!

Before anyone could react, a gunshot rang out!

Everyone looked in Qiao Wanwan's direction, only to see her standing there unharmed, with Wen Lijing standing in front of her and taking the bullet!

Qiao Wanwan quickly helped him up, "Are you alright?"

Wen Lijing held his wounded chest, frowning as he said, "It hurts a little, but there's no blood."

"Qiao Wanwan, you should thank me," Wen Ru said with a smile. "I was helping you test who the man who loves you the most is."

"Stop trying to sow discord!" Jiang Dong roared. "Of course, Master Zhan loves his wife the most. He knows perfectly well whether you have a gun or not, including this fake gun you have. He knew about it a long time ago!"

Qiao Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief. If Wen Lijing had really gotten hurt because of her, she would have owed him a favor again!

Zhan Jingting looked at Wen Ru calmly, "If there's nothing else to do, you can hand over the antidote."

"Jingting, I believe you." Wen Ru threw down the gun in her hand, closed her eyes resignedly, and tears slid down her face. "I really have reached the end of my road. I don't want to make any more futile struggles. I only ask to be by his side after I die."

"I always keep my word," Zhan Jingting promised.

Wen Ru opened her eyes. "There is no ready-made antidote, but I know the formula for it, and I can write it down for you."

Zhan Jingting instructed, "Jiangdong."

Jiang Dong immediately grabbed a pen and paper and stepped forward.

Just as Wen Ru picked up her pen, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her, and the next second, a sharp fruit knife was plunged heavily into her heart!

She stared wide-eyed at Wen Xue in disbelief!

Everyone was stunned, because Wen Xue was dumbfounded. No one was on guard against her and no one expected her to do something like this!

Qiao Wanwan looked at the doll she had thrown on the ground and saw that its stomach had a cut!

"She hid the knife on the doll..." Qiao Wanwan suddenly realized, "Wen Xue isn't crazy! Quick, save her!"

Jiang Dong immediately led his bodyguards forward and pulled Wen Xue away!

Wen Xue burst into maniacal laughter, "You want to save Qiao Wanwan? No way! Hahahaha... You bad women, you're all bad women..."

Wen Ru was stabbed in the chest, and blood slowly seeped out. She collapsed weakly onto the sofa!

Qiao Wanwan rushed forward, grabbed a thin blanket from the side, and covered the wound to stop the bleeding. She said, "Call an ambulance quickly!"

"It's...it's too late..." Wen Ru said weakly, "Qiao Wanwan, I want to make a deal with you...I'll tell you a secret, and you...you grant my wish..."

Qiao Wanwan said, "I don't want to hear any secrets, just tell me the formula for the antidote!"

"I don't have time to tell you the recipe, but you'll definitely be interested in this secret..." Wen Ru said with difficulty, "If you don't listen, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

"Go ahead and tell me."

"Come here a little."

Qiao Wanwan leaned down and brought her ear close to hers.

With her last breath, Wen Ru grabbed her wrist and said, word by word, "Actually, you gave birth to twins back then. Besides Eleven, you also had another... son!"

Qiao Wanwan's face turned pale. "How is this possible..."

Wenru loosened her grip and there was no more sound!

"Wen Ru, explain yourself!" Qiao Wanwan grabbed her collar. "Wake up and tell me what exactly happened!"

Jiang Dong stepped forward, checked Wen Ru's breath, and said, "Madam, she is dead."

Qiao Wanwan released her helplessly, her face growing paler inch by inch.

"Wanwan, what did she say to you?" Zhan Jingting stepped forward and asked.

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