"Understood, don't worry, I'll do it." Yu Zhong nodded.
Yu Lu turned and left; she had more important things to do.
Yu Zhong, with a sullen face, lit a cigarette.
On the second floor of the villa, Chen Wenhao heard everything and picked up his phone to compose a text message to send.
But just then, he suddenly sensed something was wrong, and abruptly looked up to see Yu Zhong standing in front of him.
"Uncle, I..." Chen Wenhao was startled and quickly hid his phone behind his back.
"What are you doing?" Yu Zhong asked angrily as he stepped forward.
"I didn't do anything. I was texting a classmate to arrange to meet tomorrow," Chen Wenhao said, shaking his head repeatedly.
However, when he lied, his eyes darted left and right, and Yu Zhong, a seasoned veteran, immediately saw through the deception.
"Is that so?" Yu Zhong smiled, his expression cold. He held out one hand: "Give me your phone so I can see it."
"Why are you looking at my phone? Don't you know that a phone is a private matter? You can't just let others see it." Chen Wenhao shook his head, putting his hands even further behind his back.
“I told you to bring it over.” Yu Zhong raised an eyebrow.
"No, I can't show it to you. It's my phone, why should I give it to you?" Chen Wenhao shook his head.
Yu Zhong was furious. He suddenly stepped forward and slapped Chen Wenhao hard across the face.
Chen Wenhao groaned and collapsed to the ground, blood immediately spilling from the corner of his mouth.
He raised his head and glared at Yu Zhong with hatred: "You dare hit me? I'll make you regret it one day."
"Go to hell!" Yu Zhong roared, and suddenly kicked Chen Wenhao hard in the head.
Chen Wenhao fell to the ground, blood seeping from his forehead. The kick had been quite severe; he saw stars and didn't regain his senses for a long time.
Yu Zhong took the opportunity to grab Chen Wenhao's phone that had fallen to the ground, turned on the screen, and then grabbed Chen Wenhao's hand to unlock it.
The unfinished text message was suddenly exposed to Yu Zhong's eyes.
"Was the message sent to Ye Xingchen or to your sister?" Yu Zhong asked Chen Wenhao coldly.
"What's it to you?" Chen Wenhao struggled to sit up straight and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
“Wenhao, I’m your uncle, we’re family. Everything we’ve fought for is yours. Why are you siding with outsiders?” Yu Zhong’s tone softened: “Are you really that unable to distinguish right from wrong?”
"Can't you tell right from wrong?" Chen Wenhao was furious. He stood up with difficulty and sneered, "Don't think I don't know what kind of people your Yu family are. They eat people without spitting out the bones."
"If the Chen Group falls into your hands, I guarantee it will be completely under the Yu family's control in less than a month. What business will I have with this company then?"
"Is that what you're thinking?" Yu Zhong looked at Chen Wenhao in surprise. "You should focus on your studies. If you don't want to go to school, you can play games. Do whatever you want. Who are you to worry about regarding the company's affairs?"
"Don't give me any nonsense. My mother is a 'brother-supporting demon.' You know how much assets the Chen Group has lost over the years. All that money has ended up in your Yu family's pockets," Chen Wenhao said. "This money should have been mine in the first place. Why should you divide it up?"
"Good, good, kid, you've grown up and learned to be calculating now?" Yu Zhong nodded with a smile. "After all, you're a boy. I was wondering why my scheme against Chen Qian failed. It turns out you were the one who leaked it."
“Yu Zhong, I despise you. Without the Chen family, you would be nothing. The Chen Group has given you your current status, but instead of being grateful, you are trying every means to take over the company.” Chen Wenhao said through gritted teeth, “Not only that, your methods are also extremely despicable. I just can’t stand your behavior.”
"So, kid, you're determined to side with Chen Qian?" Yu Zhong stared at him coldly.
“She’s my sister, of course I’ll stand on her side. Even if I don’t inherit the Chen Group in the future, I’ll still get dividends from my shares.” Chen Wenhao sneered, “But if the Chen Group falls into your hands, I’ll have nothing.”
"Go to hell, you little brat!" Yu Zhong roared, slapping Chen Wenhao across the face before punching and kicking him repeatedly.
Chen Wenhao wanted to fight back, but he was no match for Yu Zhong.
Yu Zhong beat Chen Wenhao until he was covered in blood, then called two people who put Chen Wenhao in a sack and threw him into a van.
Chen Wenhao was dragged out of a cemetery in the suburbs.
He was horrified to discover that several people were digging a pit on one side, and the leader was none other than Er Mazi, Yu Zhong's trusted confidant.
"What are you trying to do? Let me go, I'm warning you don't do anything rash." Chen Wenhao started to panic, and even he knew what these people wanted to do.
He hadn't lived enough yet, and he never expected Yu Zhong to be so ruthless as to bury him alive.
"Young Master Chen, don't blame me, these are all your uncle's orders." Er Mazi stubbed out his cigarette and walked up to Chen Wenhao.
"Brother Ma, no, Uncle Ma, please spare me!" Chen Wenhao was terrified, his face turning deathly pale. He had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and although he was a bit rebellious at this age and didn't respect anyone, he was still quite frightened when he actually encountered something like this.
"If I let you go, how am I supposed to explain this to President Yu?" Er Mazi sighed. "Young Master Chen, I'm not trying to be mean, but what are you doing meddling in adult matters? Why did you leave your position as the eldest son of the Chen family to get involved in this mess? Whose fault is that?"
"But I also have the surname Chen. I can't stand aside when these things happen in my family. I beg you, Uncle Ma, please spare my life." Chen Wenhao pleaded bitterly, "I'll give you double whatever money my uncle offers you."
“Young Master Chen, you’re still young. You don’t understand that this isn’t about money at all.” Er Mazi sighed and shook his head. “I’ve been following your uncle for over ten years and have done so many things for him.”
“Our interests are intertwined. I wouldn’t risk my life for your little bit of money. Go in peace. Don’t worry, I’ll burn plenty of paper money for you.”
As Er Mazi spoke, he stood up, waved his hand, and the bodyguard next to him grabbed him and threw him into the pit.
"Uncle Ma, please, have mercy on me!" Chen Wenhao screamed in terror; the kid was truly terrified.
"Fill it up with soil." Er Mazi waved his hand, then lit another cigarette.
Several thugs picked up shovels and began filling the pit with soil. Suddenly, with a series of "plop plop plop" sounds, the bodyguards froze and plunged headfirst into the pit.
"Who goes there?" Er Mazi was startled. He reacted quickly, pulling out a gun from his waist and looking around warily.
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