"I don't want to do it either, I don't want to do it either..." Wen Yin muttered repeatedly with a dull look in her eyes.
He no longer cared about the occasion and looked a little crazy.
"That's my biological mother and my biological uncle. Do I really want to make things like this?"
Wen Yin looked at Wen Chengren with immense resentment, then swept her gaze towards the rest of the Wen family, shrilly saying, "You people have no idea how hard it is for me to be born as an illegitimate daughter! I was sent abroad the moment I was born, and I couldn't even see the light of day! Others have fathers who love them, but what about me? Not only do I not have one, but I'm also called a wild child and bullied, just because I don't have a father! Do you know how hard my life is? Ah!"
"Is crime justified because life is difficult? In this world, aside from a few born with the end in mind, who doesn't have a hard time? But are all of us like you? As a human being, there are many things you can't choose, but there is one thing you can choose: what kind of person you become."
Wen Yin sneered: "Who can't say nice things? How can you feel pain if the knife doesn't fall on yourself?"
"Even with your background, I wouldn't do the same thing you did. Not only me, but most people wouldn't do that. No matter how difficult life is, everyone will choose to live a hopeful life through their own efforts, rather than sacrificing others in exchange for everything they want! Wen Yin, no matter what your reasons are, a crime is a crime.
Your mother, your uncle and aunt who treated you with all their heart, and their children who didn't have time to come into this world... because of your own selfish desires, they left forever, never to return. In your dreams at midnight, have they ever come to look for you, and have you ever..."
"Shut up! Stop talking, stop talking! I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!" Wen Yin widened her eyes with fear, covered her ears with her hands, shook her head vigorously, and subconsciously stepped back.
How could she not have dreamed about it?
I even had auditory hallucinations due to poor sleep.
She never dared to turn off the lights before going to bed at night.
Many times when I closed my eyes, I would see Liang Yan's eyes, which were still open after death, and my uncle's family covered in blood...
Wen Yin held her head and retreated desperately, as if she could avoid all this by not hearing Wen Xi's questioning. She didn't pay any attention to her feet.
Seeing that she was about to fall off the stage, Wen Xi stepped forward and grabbed her.
It's not over yet.
Because the case was serious and complicated, Wen Yin was locked up in the most heavily guarded detention center in Beijing that night.
Wen Xi was not afraid of alerting the enemy.
Using Wen Yin to lure out the old crow was something she and He Tingyan had agreed upon.
Lao Ya is a very cautious person. Since the failure of the cliff operation, he has been silent and has disappeared without a trace, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.
Wen Yin is his important chess piece in the country and knows more about his affairs than those minions. He doesn't believe that there will be no reaction from his side.
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Three days later.
Beijing Friendship Hotel.
This hotel has been in operation since the founding of the People's Republic of China. It is a public-private partnership and most of its guests are foreign guests and returned overseas Chinese.
At this moment, in an ordinary suite of this hotel, an old man was leaning on a recliner, his eyes slightly closed, and a pair of iron balls were playing in his left hand.
After a long while, he finally opened his eyes and looked at the woman standing beside him with a cold gaze: "Are you really not dead?"
"Yes," Cheng Ruolin replied respectfully, "According to the people we planted there, Wen Yin is not only not poisoned, but is also alive and well. She has been interrogated several times in succession."
Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but tighten his grip on the iron ball.
Everyone who followed him was fed. He didn't trust anyone except himself. Only the dead could not speak, and Wen Yin was no exception.
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