C95

On the day of the hearing, Wen Yifei and Wan'er were both present. The lawyer who made Wen Haoyang's will also appeared before the court, and without any suspense, the trial concluded.

Originally thinking that she could live a peaceful life, Little Wan decided to go to Italy to celebrate her daughter's sixth birthday. However, Wen Jingzhen exposed another will.

Looking at the defendant's flyers and information he received, Wen Yifan frowned.

[You really don't want to give up. Do you think you can just do something?]

It seemed that he had to be ruthless.

Wen Yi Fei did not tell Wan about this matter, so he did not want her to worry about it anymore.

On this day, Wan went to Sicily to celebrate her daughter's sixth birthday. However, Wenyi Fei didn't try to stop her or let her go, but urged her to do so again and again.

When Wan came to Sicily to celebrate her daughter's sixth birthday, she and Wen Jingchen were also in court.

The day before the trial, the witness, Uncle Zhong, mysteriously disappeared from the face of the earth because of the absence of the witness and the postponement of the trial.

When they were in court, Wen Jingchen smiled at Wen Yifei.

"Younger brother, although we were not born from the same mother, we are still brothers after all. Why don't we gather together tonight? We can reconcile things in court, so that dad won't be happy here either."

"I don't think there's anything to talk about. If you truly recognize your father, then you shouldn't play this game. Wen Jingchen, let me tell you, your scheme will not succeed."

Wen Yi Fei swept a cold glance at Wen Jingchen.

Is it a brother?

He never treated him as a brother, and he didn't have to treat his brother as a brother.

Buddha strives for an incense stick of time, and people fight for a breath of air. They want money but cannot swallow their anger.

"Alright, now that Uncle Zhong is dead, do you think you have any chance of winning?"

Wen Jingchen's words made Wen Yi Fei realize that he had actually made a move on Uncle Zhong.

"Wen Jingchen, you really are an animal. Uncle Zhong has been in the Wen Family for dozens of years, and yet you dare to lay your hands on him. Aren't you afraid that Daddy will come looking for you at night?"

Wen Yi Fei glared at Wen Jingchen. He was really desperate for the money.

"That's exactly what I wanted. Why don't we pray together that the old man will come and see me tonight?"

Wen Jingchen smirked as he got into the car.

Wen Yi Fei did not return home that day. Instead, he went back to the Wen family mansion and asked the people there if they knew that Uncle Zhong had not seen him for several days.

That night, Wen Yi Fei called the police. He was intentionally sad, just like how Wan'er was at the beginning. That night, he came before Wen Haoyang's grave.

They sat all the way until daybreak. During the past thirty years, the father and son duo had never talked to each other straight.

Now he wanted to talk to him, but there was no chance.

It had been a long time since he had this feeling of loneliness. Ever since he came back to his hometown seven years ago and met Little Wan, he had almost no idea what loneliness meant.

But tonight, in this graveyard, his heart was particularly sorrowful.

He had an ominous premonition that Wen Jingchen might try something even more extreme. Fortunately, his two children and Little Wan were both at the headquarters of the Mafia. At the very least, he wouldn't have to worry about anything else.

Stepping under the morning sun, Wen Yi Fei left the cemetery. He did not want to waste too much time with Wen Jingchen.

Half a month later, on the morning of the hearing, Wen Yi Fei received a call from the police and found Uncle Zhong's body.

Wen Yifei did not hesitate any longer. As soon as he appeared in court, he presented strong evidence and also used some extraordinary methods to close the case on the same day.

"Director Wen, don't think that this matter will end like this. This is just the beginning."

After the announcement was made, Wen Jingchen did not become depressed. Instead, he arrogantly said to Wen Yi Fei.

"Don't be like this with Uncle Zhong dying. He will come back for his life."

Wen Yi Fei replied in a similarly indifferent manner.

"OK, then bro, we'll see."

The corners of Wen Jingchen's lips curled up as he left in a complacent manner.

Wen Yi Fei went to the police station to identify the body. He did not expect Wen Jingchen to have upgraded to a murderer. The meaning of his words was, was he the next target?

Did he want to get rid of him too?

Wen Jingchen, don't think that money can make things difficult for you. Killing someone inside is easier than outside.

Although Wen Yifei was prepared to use evil against evil, he was still a step too late. He did not expect Wen Jingchen to be released early.

Damn it, Wen Jingchen, I won't let you off.

That night, as Wen Yi Fei was tossing and turning on his bed, he caught a glimpse of a shadow at the window. He became alert and before his brain could turn around, his body rolled and he had already reached the bottom of the bed.

Sure enough, there was a vibration in the bed, and although there was no sound, he knew that the shadow had fired at him.

"Damn it, Wen Jingchen, you are so vicious."

Wen Yi Fei's heart was filled with hatred as he saw the black shadow break through the window. However, he had no chance of winning at all. The other party might have a weapon, but from his movements, he should be an assassin.

The killer came in and shot at the bed again.

He had no chance of winning at all now. He was not willing to die in his own home.

Without a weapon, he could only use his bare hands. When the man jumped onto the bed, Wen Yi Fei threw out the slippers in his hand and followed by another row of bullets. Then, he directly pounced over the bed and felt a sharp pain in his leg.

"You won't live past tonight."

The man's words woke Wen Yifei up. Japanese, this killer was Japanese.

Damn it, Wen Jingchen had actually hired an outside helper. It seemed like he was really pushing his luck.

The man threw the gun away and threw himself at Wen Jingchen with bare hands.

Even though he was injured, Wen Yi Fei was not an ordinary person. Thus, when he was about to pounce over, he rolled on the ground and avoided the incoming attack.

With his leg injured, Wen Yi Fei could not use his full strength. So, he could only half kneel on the ground and launch a fierce attack towards the assassin.

From the dark shadows, Wen Yi Fei seemed to be at a disadvantage.

In the darkness, Wen Yi Fei's groan was followed by the sound of a shadow rolling into the corner of a wall.

"Did Wen Jingchen hire you?"

Wen Yi Fei pressed his chest and leaned against the wall as he asked the man that was walking towards him.

"Go ask Yama."

The man raised his hand and shot a cold beam of light at Wen Yi Fei.

"F * ck, before I know the truth, I, Wen Yi, won't die that easily."

Although he couldn't dodge, he didn't hit the vital point. Wen Yi Fei clenched his teeth and pulled out the dagger, stabbing it towards the man.

"Eight slots …"

The man gritted his teeth and sent a palm strike towards Wen Yi Fei.

"Bastard …" "I won't die, I definitely won't …"

Grasping the dagger in his hand, he fiercely threw it out. Even if he were to die, he had to grab the back of his hand.

When Little Wan received the call from the police, she was still crying, but she fell down.

In less than a month, a living person had actually disappeared.

"Kyle, help me find Yi Fei. You have to help me find him."

The first thing that Wan'er did when she woke up was to ask for help from Kyle. She knew that something was wrong. It must be him. It must be Wen Jingchen.

"Wan'er, I've already sent people to investigate, they will send news if there's any. Don't worry, I'm in charge of this matter."

Kyle promised Wan in a serious tone.

Even if Wan-Er hadn't said it, he would have done the same.

"I want to go back, Kyle. I want to go back. Qing`er and An An will be in your care."

Little Wan stood up and said tenaciously.

No matter if Yi Fei was alive or dead, she had to go back. No matter who it was, even if they had turned into Shura, she had to avenge Yi Fei.

"Little Wan, in my opinion, you'd better not go back right now. If it's just a dispute over the inheritance, then as long as you can …"

"I won't let him get a dime. Since he's so greedy, I won't give him another chance."

Xiao Wan interrupted Kyle's words, full of killing intent.

Yi Fei was right. To the wicked, one should not be merciful.

"Alright, Wan'er, you have always been my most valued woman. I believe in you, and I support your decision, but you always think too well of yourself. I won't stop you from leaving, but please accept my sincerity.

Kyle looked at Wan, praising her. He knew that she would not cower, so all he could do was try his best to help her.

"Thank you, Kyle. About the child, don't say anything. I only feel safe here."

Wan'er said to Kyle in the end.

"I know, but you know better. I might not be able to hide it for too long, but no matter what, I will do my best to protect their safety. I won't let anything happen to them."

Kyle looked at Wan, and promised once again that he could guarantee the safety of his two children, especially the little angel. If anyone dared to touch her, even if they had to put in all their effort, he would do it.

"Thank you for your love and concern for Qing'er. No matter what happens in the future, this gratitude will always remain in my heart."

After leaving Sicily, Wan didn't tell her two children, but brought the two 'assistants' that Kyle had arranged for her back home.

When they returned home, they found the house open and the police cordoned off the outside. Wan'er felt like she had been robbed of her family's wealth in ancient times.

"Patty, Doyle, what do you feel when you see my house now?"

A sneer hung on the corner of her mouth. This was an upscale residential district, the fact that killers would appear here only meant that some units were too useless.

Since he couldn't count on anyone, he could only rely on himself.

Lifting up the police tape, Wan'er calmly returned home.

The first floor was basically unchanged, as were all the furniture in the house.

She decisively went up to the second floor. Other than the master bedroom, the other rooms were still the same as before.

Looking at the dried blood stains on the ground, as well as the various traces left by the police, Wan Xin felt as if her heart had been stabbed.

"Patty, Doyle, do you think my husband will die?"

Looking at the bullet hole on the bed, Wan'er's eyes were filled with killing intent.

How ruthless, to sneak attack while Yi Fei was sleeping.

Wen Jingchen, I will make you pay a hundred times and a thousand times the price.

"I can't see anything from the scene, but there's one thing for sure. The killer's initial attacks didn't cause any damage, otherwise there wouldn't have been such a series of fights."

Doyle looked at the blood on the wall.

From the looks of it, the most serious attack should have been over there, not on the bed.

"No matter if Yi Fei is alive or dead, I will definitely find him. From tomorrow onwards, I will have to deal with the Star King. I can't let Wen Jingchen succeed in his scheme."

Little Wan replied calmly.

This was perhaps the difference between a man and a woman.

With her flexibility, the woman turned the grief in her body into motivation.

From the moment the news of Wen Yi Fei's death reached her ears until now, Wan'er had not shed a single tear.

She firmly believed that Wen Yi Fei was definitely still alive. She definitely would not cry until she had seen the corpse and the person before her.

"With Miss He's shares in the two children, there's absolutely no problem in obtaining the chairman's position."

Patty said with conviction.

"I'm sure that Wen Jingchen will appear on the board of directors. Pace, help me contact Yi Fei's secretary and assistant. I want to know about the current situation of the Star King."

By Wen Yifei's secret book and assistant arrangement, Wan convened the company's board of directors in the name of the majority shareholder.

"Miss He, if you want to enter the board of directors, I have no objections. Even if you want to take over the position of CEO, we have no objections. However, in terms of procedure, you and the CEO must be husband and wife. This way, everything will be perfectly justified."

The vice chairman stood up and said.

"With my current stock, it doesn't seem like you have a problem with me joining the board."

Little Wan said coldly.