After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"My dear sister, don't cry, this is nothing. Compared with what my mother has suffered over the years, this is nothing.

Tong Wenyu, good days are ahead, so just bear with it slowly."

Tong Wenjie looked at Tong Wenyu's terrified and helpless appearance, and the pleasure in his heart became more and more intense. He knew how cruel his words were to Tong Wenyu, but he didn't care.

After hearing these words, Tong Wenyu's face showed despair and fear, and she seemed to have a premonition of the tragic fate she would face in the future.

Unable to suppress the sadness and fear in her heart any longer, Tong Wenyu burst into tears, her voice so shrill and sharp that it was chilling.

However, Tong Wenjie was indifferent to Tong Wenyu's crying and even found it a little ridiculous.

Tong Wenyu's miserable cry sounded like an accompaniment to Tong Wenjie's ears, which made him feel happy.

Tong Wenjie admired Tong Wenyu's pain and enjoyed the pleasure of revenge. He slowly stood up and adjusted his clothes gracefully.

Then, Tong Wenjie began to look around Tong Wenyu's boudoir, with greed flashing in his eyes.

His eyes rested on the dressing table, and when he saw a pearl necklace, he picked it up and examined it carefully.

Each pearl on this necklace is as big as a longan, round and full, exuding a charming luster.

Tong Wenjie knew very well how valuable these pearls were, and a trace of greed arose in his heart.

"Sister, you don't know yet?

The evidence of your biological mother, Aunt Li, colluding with Butler Tong to steal the property in the mansion is irrefutable, and the stolen property has also been found."

There was a mixture of sarcasm and complacency in Tong Wenjie's tone. He brought up this matter deliberately in order to plunge Tong Wenyu into deeper despair.

Shaking the pearl necklace on his hand, Tong Wenjie said: "According to the people in the Dali Temple, the amount of stolen goods they found is quite different from the amount stolen from the mansion. I see that some of the things you have here look familiar.

Could it be that these are stolen goods that Aunt Li and Butler Tong left with you?"

"Nonsense, nonsense, Tong Wenjie, stop slandering me!" Tong Wenyu widened her eyes and glared at Tong Wenjie, her face full of disbelief and anger.

Her voice trembled with a hint of despair: "These are the dowry my mother saved for me."

Tong Wenyu endured the severe pain, struggled to get up from the ground, and tried to reach out and grab the pearl necklace in Tong Wenjie's hand. However, Tong Wenjie gently turned sideways and easily avoided Tong Wenyu's hand.

Tong Wenyu lost her balance and fell forward, hitting the dressing table hard. She felt a sharp pain in her waist and abdomen, but she still stared at the pearl necklace in Tong Wenjie's hand.

"Give it back to me! Those are my things, the dowry my mother left me..." Tears flashed in Tong Wenyu's eyes, and her voice was full of grief and unwillingness.

Tong Wenyu stared at the pearl necklace in Tong Wenjie's hand, feeling an indescribable grief and anger in her heart.

Tong Wenjie sneered and said sarcastically: "The dowry your mother left for you?

You are so naive, Tong Wenyu.

You have been living like a young lady for the past decade. Have you forgotten your identity?

Your mother was originally just a prostitute.

What dowry can she leave you?

Tong Wenyu, what you eat, wear, and use, is there anything that doesn't come from the Tong Mansion?

Even if this was really left to you by your mother, it only means that she was a thief, a lowly concubine born in the dust, who stole the property of the mansion.

Humph, such behavior deserves to be beaten to death."