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Chapter 627 Calling Husband

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    'It does not matter'.

    Wen Yan's words let Mark Tingchen's tense nerves relax. He only needs her forgiveness. Others don't matter. He only cares about her opinion. Her words are enough.

    Wen Zhiling retorted weakly: "It's not that I don't have a conscienceit's just that the kidnapper saidyour grandma died after Mark Tingchen went to visit.  That's all, it shouldn't be possible to die, not to mention how could it be so coincidental? I don't mean to die sooner or later I don't mean anything else, anyway, I don't know what the situation is. I admit that it was me, a dead man, who made your grandma sick and hospitalized  Yes, I've always wanted to get a divorce, but I didn't get it My son was kidnapped this time, and I can't help it. Wen Yan, if it were you, would you send this letter as well? There are no parents in the world  To be able to watch your own child die!"

    Wen Yan was left speechless by the question, looking at her nominal 'cousin' kneeling beside Wen Zhiling and his wife, she fell silent.  College kid, what a young life

    Before she became a parent, she might not have felt the feelings of Wen Zhiling and his wife, but now, she can understand that if it were her, she would also send that letter.  No matter how hateful Wen Zhiling and his wife are, they are only the one being used. The worst thing is the guy behind the scenes!

    Mark Tingchen suddenly said: "I didn't do it. Grandma died of illness. She was too old to survive. If I really killed her, how could she ask the doctor to hand over the suicide note to me instead?"  You guys? The air crash is related to me, I admit it, but I won¡¯t make a second mistake.¡±

    Wen Zhiling looked at Wen Yan with weird eyes in horror, obviously questioning why Wen Yan got involved with the person who killed her father, got married and had children, and the disdain in her eyes made Wen Yan a little angry  , Wen Yan didn't want to bring up the matter of the plane crash, let alone Wen Zhiling, so he ignored it: "It's true that your actions are for your own children, but they also threaten me, so how do you want to solve it now?  Let me ask again, who told you to do it? You really don¡¯t know?!¡±

    Before Wen Zhiling and his wife could speak, their son spoke first: "It's all because of me, my parents did that for me, how do you want to attack me!"

    Wen Yan took a deep breath: "A kid who goes to college lives a better life than you. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. From today onwards, if you dare to step into the imperial capital again, I will definitely not  Let you go, this is the last time!"

    Hearing what she said, Wen Zhiling and his wife were relieved.  No longer afraid, stood up from the ground.  Suddenly, Wen Zhiling asked, "What was written in your grandma's suicide note?"

    Wen Yan frowned and stared at Wen Zhiling, Wen Zhiling hurriedly explained: "No, no, I didn't mean that, I just wanted to know what long-cherished wish the old man had before he died, nothing else."

    Wen Yan didn't intend to hide it either: "Grandma left me Wen's old house, nothing else, what else do you want to know?"

    Wen Zhiling was stunned: "No no I always thought that the old house had been sold long ago, but I didn't expect it to be kept Yes, the Wen family's old house should be given to you, and you are the only descendant of the Wen family  .¡±

    Wen Zhiling's husband secretly tugged at the corner of Wen Zhiling's clothes, apparently not giving up on the old house, how could Wen Zhiling dare to speak now?  Wen Yan noticed this small detail, and found it a bit ridiculous: "Uncle, do you have something to say? Just say it, anyway, we might not see each other after today."

    Wen Zhiling's husband looked at Mark Tingchen cautiously, summoned up his courage and said, "I think, does your aunt also have a share in Wen's old house? Isn't it good for you to keep it all to yourself? Besides, you don't need anything now, so you can do whatever you want."  With a wave of your hand, you can swallow half of the imperial capital, we are different, we are poor. Your aunt is also named Wen, you can't do too well."

    Knowing it would be like this, Wen Yan hugged Xiaotuanzi and sat down on the sofa, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the family of three leisurely: "Yes, I don't need anything, but Wen's old house is unique.  Yes, it is priceless to me. It¡¯s true that my aunt¡¯s surname is Wen, but grandma only left me the old house of Wen¡¯s family. How can I make the decision to divide it up with you? Or¡­you go and ask grandma if she would like to  willing?"

    Wen Zhiling's face turned pale with fright: "No, no, we don't want it! Since your grandma left it to you, we won't fight!"

    Wen Yan snorted coldly and said, "I've really convinced you. You don't forget to think about your interests when life and death are at stake. You've really lost money. Let's go, if you want to go, go quickly, don't make me change my mind. No matter who I'm with in the future, I won't be with you."  You must mention that you are related to me, the only connection between us is grandma, grandma has passed away, so we are not even relatives, so you can take care of yourself."

    Wen ZhilingThe couple timidly moved towards the door, as if they were afraid of being knocked down by the tall bodyguards.  After a few days of tossing, the family of three looked in a state of disarray, with disheveled clothes and almost unkempt appearance. Only the young child looked decent.

    When he reached the door, Wen Zhiling's son stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at Wen Yan and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, but luckily you're fine."

    Wen Yan couldn't help looking at him, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, he looked so calm, she thought that she had acted cold-blooded and scary just now.

    After two seconds of silence, she asked, "What's your name?"

    "Wen Hao."

    It's no wonder that Wen Hao took his mother's surname, and the old lady recruited a door-to-door son-in-law at first, otherwise she wouldn't have been wiped out.

    Wen Yan waved his hand: "Let's go, continue studying, graduate and find a job, don't be like your parents."

    Maybe it was his son's surname that hit his sore spot. After entering the elevator, Wen Zhiling's husband threw a cold face: "Yes, my son and your surname are both Wen. What happened? I didn't catch a single one! I just didn't see you."  A door-to-door son-in-law who is just as aggrieved as me!"

    Wen Zhiling gave him a blank look: "You are promising, can you fight Wen Yan? Have you ever fought against others? If someone stomps their feet, the imperial capital will tremble three times. Are you a fart? I thought she was something at first."  Good thing, now it seems that rich people are not good people. When my eldest brother died, Mo Tingchen was only a teenager, right? He could do something that killed someone when he was a teenager, but Wen Yan still followed him  My own father's person gets married and has children, I don't know what's going on in her mind!" (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com
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