Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The wheelchair rests on the carpet.

The old man's voice was silent for two seconds: "Are you dissatisfied with him?"

For a moment, someone's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

After a moment, the man slowly raised his head, as if he was sighing, and then he let out a bitter laugh: "If you hadn't said it, I wouldn't have discovered this - maybe."

"Although I don't know either..." His tone became a little confused, just like when he was young and talking to his grandfather, "...what exactly am I dissatisfied with Dad."

He turned his head to the side, his decadent and gloomy eyes focused on the old man. With the cold wheelchair under him, which represented permanent disability, the whole person was like a plant in a dark place, damp and dark, unable to see the light, and exuding a strong smell of death: "Grandpa, if you know the answer, remember to tell me, just like before."

he left.

After the figure disappeared in the elevator, the old man let out a sigh of relief. "Tell me, a disabled person will really have his personality twisted, and then do things he would never do before, and say things he would never say before?"

The old butler appeared mysteriously in the corner, lowered his head and answered slowly: "I think so."

The old man was silent, took a deep breath, hid all his pain, and sighed: "That's such a pity - but, we still have to get rid of the worries. I want to make sure that he knows nothing about the truth of that year."

The old butler bowed his head deeply: "Yes."

The clock on the wall chimed three times.

It's three o'clock sharp in the morning.

The old man glanced up, then at his phone, and veins popped up on his forehead: "This useless bastard! Where did he go to fool around tonight? Haven't you found out yet?!"

"Mr. has taken full charge of the group's security department. No one is willing to take the initiative to disclose information to us."

The old man closed his eyes and said, "When he comes back, install a tracking device on the car he often uses. Do it in a more secretive way."

"Wait until five o'clock." The old man sat there with his cane, like an angry statue. "If he still hasn't heard from you, ask Ah Can to call him!"

·

Wen Can is already very tired.

The wheelchair was moving in the dark and sharp corridor. The lights seemed to have turned into invisible and heavy balloons, squeezing his body everywhere, robbing him of oxygen, making breathing difficult and his vision blurry and monotonous.

The memory of setting up a tent with Ye Kong on that dim and bare rooftop not long ago seemed like just an illusion, or maybe it was another pair of "Ye Kong and Wen Can" in a chaotic time and space - in short, it didn't seem like a happy plot that he could have.

I was about to return to the bedroom in a daze, but suddenly I saw a slit of dim light coming from the room opposite - the wheelchair stopped suddenly.

How could the door of his study, a place where he didn't even allow servants to clean when he was not there, be left open?

The drowsiness of the previous second disappeared completely at this moment. Wen Can turned the direction and let the wheelchair move forward smoothly and silently on the carpet until it came to the line of dim light.

He first glanced inside through the crack in the door. There was no one there, but there was another room inside. That was where he officially handled his work, and it was also full of documents.

Wen Can silently pushed the door open and let the wheelchair move in.

The antique shelf that served as a partition automatically moved away when it sensed someone coming in. The mechanism made a steady and slight roar, which also woke up the intruder who was rummaging through the bookshelves and taking pictures.

-

Qin Zheng turned her head suddenly and let out an uncontrollable sharp gasp from her throat.

Behind the removed antique display case, the dim wall lamp illuminated the wheelchair, reflecting a cool silver light, making the figure of the man sitting on it appear extremely dark.

The face that looked even paler in the dark shadow was even more terrifying than a ghost.

Qin Zheng was so frightened that she gasped again, the documents in her hand fell to the ground, and she sat back.

"Warm, warm, warm..."

Wen Can didn't respond to her stuttering call, his eyes lightly swept over the documents that fell on the ground, then he took out his cell phone expressionlessly and dialed three numbers: "Hello, is this the police? There's a thief in my house..."

"Etc., etc!!!"

Qin Zheng rushed over and grabbed Wen Can's trouser leg: "Don't call the police! I beg you! I'll do anything for you!"

"..." Wen Can held up the phone and glanced down without any emotion, "Then tell me first, what are you looking for, who asked you to come here, and what is the purpose of the Qin family keeping you here?"

"…The purpose is to get us married."

Wen Can retracted his gaze, pressed three numbers again, and held them up in front of Qin Zheng: "If you think I don't dare to really call the police--"

Qin Zheng watched him press the dial button, her eyes widened instantly, and she raised her hand to snatch the phone, but Wen Can dodged it by raising his hand. At the same time, he maneuvered the wheelchair backwards, causing Qin Zheng to fall to the ground.

The man leaned over and looked down from his wheelchair, with a cold smile on his face: "Why? You want to compete with the disabled to see who can fight better?"

He used his cold cell phone to press down Qin Zheng's head as she was about to raise it. The force was just right but not enough to resist, forcing Qin Zheng to lie face down on the carpet.

"Believe it or not, before the police come, I will beat you to a cripple in the Wen family. After all, it is only natural for the victim to beat the thief, right?"

The man's slightly smiling voice came from above his head, with a terrible chill that made his bones numb.

Qin Zheng lay on the ground, gritting her teeth and remaining silent.

"Did not say?"

Wen Can moved the phone a little further away so that the "beep" sound of the connection could be heard more clearly on her scalp.

"Hello, this is the Yuzhou City Police Department. How can I help you?"

"It's like this, my family appeared..."

——Qin Zheng was shocked and immediately patted the carpet hard: "I'll tell you! I'll tell you! I really will! Please!"

Wen Can hung up the phone immediately, put away his phone, stepped back, and retreated to the antique shelf. He looked coldly at Qin Zheng who got up from the ground, raised his chin slightly and said, "Go ahead."

"..."

Qin Zheng's face was pale, full of indescribable complex unwillingness. She hesitated for a long time, and seeing that Wen Can was getting impatient, she said, "I'm here to steal the Wen family's business secrets."

Wen Can: ...

Wen Can smiled faintly: "Do you think I'm a fool? To steal business secrets, why don't you go to the current owner's room, but come to a cripple like me who has nothing to do with the business?"

"It seems that you are really fearless." He let out a sigh, "I'd better call your aunt and ask her directly what her intentions are and whether she is sincere in cooperating with our Wen family..."

If Qin Zheng was reluctant just now, then at this moment she was completely panicked, with every feature of her face revealing panic and fear.

"No, no, no! Don't tell my aunt! In fact, she is the one who wants me to stay! She said that the relationship in your Wen family is definitely not as harmonious and happy as the outside world says. You and your father must have conflicts, and it is probably related to your mother. She asked me to stay so that I can find out the truth! She wants to see if there is any handle to blackmail the Wen family..."

Qin Zheng said all this in one breath with her eyes closed, and she was so nervous that she was out of breath.

The sound of rapid breathing echoed in the closed and dark study.

After a while, she dared to slowly open her eyes a little - just when she squinted her eyes into a straight line, she was startled by Wen Can's expression in her blurry vision.