The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

Mr. Shen now thought that he had done his best for his daughter who had run away with her mother. The greatest tolerance he could offer was to turn a blind eye to her! He believed that he had never been a kind-hearted and good-tempered person. He cared more about money and power for his reputation. In order to climb up step by step, he didn't mind nodding and fawning to powerful people.

Besides, it is not unfair to find a good family for my daughter. Only by following those powerful men can she live a good life with fine clothes and delicious food! Mr. Shen felt that he was not wrong at all as a father.

Shen Wenjiao: Yes, your definition of a good man worth approaching has always been clear and simple. It just depends on whether the other person can bring enough benefits.

Even though Mr. Shen still felt that he was a suitable father, after the exposure of the laboratory in the Peking Hospital, the tragic situation inside made him feel a little guilty. After all, he really didn't want to send his daughter to die, it was not worth it!

Mr. Shen turned and left the empty courtyard, and hurried to the courtyards of his two sons.

"Yucheng, you should live over there in the future. You two are getting older, so a yard for each of you is just right."

There was no room for negotiation in Mr. Shen's tone. The continuous misfortunes at home had exhausted all his patience. He also became impatient with his eldest son, who had always pleased him, and his tone became more severe.

"Hanhai, don't have much contact with your mother in the future. Study hard on weekdays. If you really can't do well, find someone to tutor you. If you still want to study abroad, you have to know what to do."

The thing that Mr. Shen was most dissatisfied with about Xu Bijun was that her two sons were not very promising. Compared with Shen Wenjiao who had easily been admitted to a good school and could also bring him some connections, the two sons were indeed a bit ordinary!

Shen Hanhai is now a 15-year-old boy. At this age, some families can prepare to get married and have children. Naturally, he is not an ignorant child. Compared with his younger brother who is still a little naive and has no plans for the future, Shen Hanhai has already made clear plans for his future.

Shen Hanhai's eyes flickered, and he nodded obediently, "I understand, Dad. I will study hard."

As for Shen Yucheng, who was still a little worried about his mother and sister, he was ignored by both the Shen family's father and son.

No matter how big a mess the Shen family in Peking makes, as long as they don't come to Shanghai, Shen Wenjiao doesn't want to waste any time on them.

The arrival of the Third Aunt and her family was just an ordinary episode for the Feng family, but it also brought some unexpected changes.

"Sister Feng, you have relatives in Shanghai! I think that young man looks very energetic. What school does he go to?" Mrs. Peng downstairs had a particularly good impression of Shen Wenmo in his school uniform, and couldn't help asking.

"Well, Wenmo is my nephew, and his mother also came to Shanghai to accompany the child to school. That's why they say Shanghai is a big city, and the school is better than our home." Ms. Feng Ya smiled and chatted with the neighbors downstairs. She seemed to have said a lot of things, but in the end she didn't even reveal where her hometown was.

As for why Ms. Feng Ya's nephew's surname was Shen, and her daughter had the same surname as her, no one was interested in saying anything. After all, it was not uncommon for wealthy families to divorce their wives and remarry.

Shen Wenjiao's initial statement that the elders in the family came to accompany her to study was completely untenable, as they lived upstairs and downstairs for the past six months. At least Shen Wenjiao was going to study!

Obviously, as the main earner of the family, Shen Wenjiao really couldn't go to school without worrying about it for the time being. If she really went to school, it would squeeze a lot of her free time, and Shen Wenjiao really didn't have the time and energy to do so for the time being.

In the pure white ward, the smell of disinfectant lingered at the tip of the nose. Ms. Feng Ya was lying on the hospital bed with a slightly pale face.

"Sister-in-law, why did you go through all this trouble? How do you feel now?" Third Aunt did not expect that her sister-in-law's mind would change so quickly that she even dared to go to a foreign hospital to have surgery on her foot.

Ms. Feng Ya half leaned against the pillow, her face looked a little relaxed, but she was still a little nervous about the outcome of her first surgery. She clenched her hands tightly around the bed sheet. The anesthesia effect had not worn off yet, so she felt okay.

"It's fine. Why are you here?" Ms. Feng Ya was still a little embarrassed about having to go to the hospital for foot surgery, so she didn't notify the third family.

Third Aunt and her own daughter both had bound feet, so she was a little curious about why her eldest sister-in-law had suddenly unbound her feet, so she took this opportunity to ask more questions.

"I didn't have anything to do today! I just happened to bring Xiujie to chat with you, but you guys locked the door. If Qingye hadn't gone back to cook, we would have gone out for nothing!"

Third Aunt rolled her eyes at her eldest sister-in-law. They were all real relatives, so they didn't say anything.

"By the way, sister-in-law, why did you think of unbinding your feet? It's so painful! I'm not happy to go through this trouble again. Sigh, the world changes so fast. Back then, in order to marry into a good family, everyone had to bind their feet with tears and snot. Now you want to unbind your feet again, why is it so painful!"

Third Aunt has gotten used to bound feet. It’s not that she likes them very much, but she is too lazy to go through the same thing again!

Ms. Feng Ya smiled with a sense of satisfaction, "My efforts were not in vain. Look at how many people with bound feet there are on the streets of Shanghai. If I unbind my feet, I can go out more often~"

"By the way, have you tried submitting your article to Wen Mo?" Ms. Feng Ya didn't want to keep chatting around her feet, so she quickly changed the subject and talked about what her third aunt cared about most.

Sure enough, since it was about her son and the family's financial income, Grandma Shen San had no time to care about Ms. Feng Ya's feet.

She swung the handkerchief in her hand in annoyance, "It didn't work. Mo Ge'er said he's not cut out for this. It's a waste of time and effort. Sister-in-law, do you have any good ideas? Although this family still has some foundation, it's really frustrating to have only outgoings and no income every day. Alas."

Grandma Shen San looked at Ms. Feng Ya eagerly, hoping that her sister-in-law would give her some advice! Speaking of which, they were also people who managed the family business, but most of them were still checking the accounts and managing the household.

I really have no idea what to do at this moment.