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Chapter 307 The Noble and Mysterious Wen Family Patriarch

Wen Shiyu stared at the person on the screen with heavy eyes, without saying a word.

Wen Ting didn't mind either. In the video, he looked relaxed and didn't look embarrassed: "Don't bother to check my location, you won't be able to find it in a while."

In the dark study room, shadows fell on the corners of Wen Shiyu's eyes and eyebrows, and he said indifferently: "What do you want to say?"

Wen Ting looked at him for a moment, then leaned back: "Is something wrong with your health recently? Looks like you don't look well."

His attitude is closer to knowing what to ask.

Wen Shiyu squinted his eyes, and the slender fingers placed on the table were so pale that they were almost transparent.

"Do you remember your father?"

He said, "Are you here to catch up with me?"

Wen Ting smiled: "You are really similar to your father, but you probably don't remember it. After all, you were only four or five years old when he committed suicide."

The air in the study suddenly cooled down.

On the other end of the video, the beautiful girl lit a cigarette for Wen Ting, and he dusted off the ash before continuing: "Don't look at me like that, your father did it to himself, his death has nothing to do with any of us."

"What do you want to say?"

"Do you want to hear what kind of person your father is? Probably no one has ever told you."

Wen Shiyu's eyes darkened slightly.

"The noble and mysterious head of the Wen family, perfect and precocious, impeccable, your father was once the dream of all the Wen family's children."

Wen Ting, who said this, couldn't see any emotion. He lowered his eyes slightly, and the smoke rose, covering the fluctuations between his brows and eyes: "He has taken a fancy to your mother, and no one dares to compete with him. He is a winner." .But...this is all limited to those under the age of 24."

Wen Shiyu's fingers trembled suddenly.

Wen Ting took a puff of a cigarette, and his usually gentle eyebrows and eyes showed a bit of evil at this time, and sneered: "After he was 24 years old, his temperament changed drastically. He destroyed it with his own hands, otherwise you would think that I would be able to take over the Wen family once he died, all because of his own fault."

Wen Shiyu's breathing sank a bit, he didn't look at Wen Ting, he didn't know what he thought of, his fingers were clenched into fists, his phalanges turned white.

Wen Ting said leisurely: "Your mother loved him deeply at the beginning, but he was entangled with other women when you were born, and violence was common. You blame your mother, but do you know what your mother went through?"

Wen Shiyu lowered his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Shut up."

"Your father did all kinds of evil. He harmed others as well as himself. Everyone in the Wen family was tortured by him. The original Wen family is only an empty shell."

"..."

"Do you know why everyone in the Wen family doesn't like you?"

Not only dislike, but even disgust and avoidance.

It's ridiculous that Mr. Wen wanted to train him back then, but in the end not only did he not control him, but he was shot dead by the little wolf cub who grew up.

Wen Shiyu finally raised his eyes, with bloodshot eyes: "I tell you to shut up."

Wen Ting smiled lightly, and said lightly, "Your violent nature is exactly the same as your father's. You have his blood on your body, and you are his copy."

Wen Shiyu stood up abruptly, and the chair behind him fell to the ground with a bang, making a loud noise.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

The huge movement caused Wu Senfu Jie to rush in, confused: "Master?"

Wen Shiyu stared at the computer screen.

His rage had no effect on Wen Ting, he said slowly, "Look, this is what you look like now."

(End of this chapter)