Their children all have illnesses?
This is definitely not a coincidence. Either Wen Zhengnian himself was ill, or the wife he married had a congenital genetic disease.
Wen Qiao took her daughter Sanbao abroad for a period of rehabilitation. Having been ill for a long time, she became somewhat knowledgeable about genetics, having read many books on the subject.
But she didn't want to guess, and thought it best to consult Huo Dongqing later.
Wen Qiao sat silently on the sofa, listening to Wen Zhengnian talk about those old, trivial matters.
Wen Qiao felt absolutely no sympathy for those things.
What is there to sympathize with in a super-rich capitalist?
He lived a life of luxury, but in his old age, he developed some physical ailments.
Besides, the doctors he used when he was sick were all top-notch, from abroad.
After Wen Zhengnian finished speaking, he asked Wen Qiao, "Tell me about your situation in China?"
Wen Qiao said, "With your incredible abilities, you should have found out long ago."
The woman named Manli was very dissatisfied with Wen Qiao's cold attitude.
“Wen Qiao, what kind of tone are you using to talk to the old man? He is your grandfather. Don’t you have any respect for him? Even if he isn’t your grandfather, he is still an old man who is sick. You should show him some respect.”
Wen Qiao looked up at Manli, her eyes cold.
"Who gives you the right to tell me what to do? What I do is none of your business."
“I’m the old man’s personal caregiver. I’ve been with him for ten years, and he treats me like family,” Manli said with a snort.
Wen Qiao sneered, "You're just a caregiver. People who don't know better might think you're the old man's mistress. But even if you want to be one, they might not give you the chance to rise to the top, right?"
"Don't talk to me in that commanding tone. I'm not just Wen Qiao in front of you; I'm also a translator from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. If something happens to me here, my colleagues will call the police. I bet you wouldn't dare to go against the Ministry of Foreign Affairs or the embassy."
Upon hearing Wen Qiao's words, Manli's expression immediately turned ugly, but she had indeed learned how to shut herself up and quiet down.
Wen Zhengnian, on the other hand, was sizing up Wen Qiao.
Then, very calmly, he said, "Wen Qiao, cut off all contact with China and live with me abroad. I will give you all my inheritance. You can also bring all your children with you."
“Since they are your children, they carry the blood of the Wen family, and I will not discriminate against them.”
"Impossible." Wen Qiao refused directly. "First of all, I live a very comfortable life now. My assets are incomparable to yours, but we are content with what we have."
"Secondly, I have absolutely no opinion on your so-called will, and I don't consider those things to be mine."
Wen Zhengnian frowned: "You are a child of the Wen family, my granddaughter, and my only granddaughter. As long as you listen to me, I can guarantee that everything I have will be yours after I pass away. Make a will and it will all be yours."
Wen Qiao said, "All you want is a puppet that you can control. I think there must be quite a few people around you who would be willing to be that puppet."
“But I, Wen Qiao, am unwilling.”
As Wen Qiao spoke, she stood up and said, "I have to go back now, otherwise my colleagues might find me here."
"Sir, please take care of yourself. My attitude is very clear. I hope you will not force others."
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