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Wen Zixian lives in a single-family villa in Jiangnan Garden.

Obviously, this is the house left by his mother. There are traces of Wen Ruozhen in the house, as well as photos and belongings of Grandpa Wen and Grandma.

Wenrou walked into the living room and looked around. It was low-key, luxurious and connotative.

"You live alone in such a big house, what will you do if someone kills you?" Wenrou sat down on the sofa without changing her slippers.

Wen Zixian said: "You are all welcome to move here and protect me."

"You're pretty good at taking advantage."

"I pay protection money."

"First pay the life-saving money last night." Wenrou was not polite.

Wen Zixian took out his mobile phone: "100 million?" Wen Zixian quoted a price himself. Thinking back to the BMW that was smashed into sieves, the price was definitely worth it.

"Okay, for Brother Li's sake, I'll give you a friendly price." Wenrou opened a certain treasure to collect payment.

Wen Zixian put away his mobile phone: "I don't have that much cash, why should I owe it first?"

Wen Judao: "Okay, you sign the letter first."

Wen Zixian said: "I have already signed for it, and I have signed it for you, what else do you want?"

"But it keeps showing that the task is not completed."

"What conditions do you need to complete your mission?"

"Wen Zixian approved the letter." Wen Rou's eyes lit up, "Although you signed for it, you secretly disapproved of the letter in your heart, so I have been unable to complete the task until now."

Wen Zixian sat down on the sofa opposite: "How do you want me to approve the letter? Do I acknowledge that this letter was written by my mother to me, or do I acknowledge the content of the letter?"

"Everyone agrees. If you all agree, my mission will definitely be completed."

Wen Zixian twitched his lips: "That's impossible."

"why?"

"Because what you said in the letter is all nonsense, and I can't approve it at all."

Wenrou took out the letter from her bag: "Tell me, that one is nonsense. Is it nonsense that you pulled your grandfather's beard when you were a child?"

"that is not."

"If it's not the case, why don't you agree?"

"The rest is all bullshit."

"Are you talking nonsense? The cosmetics of Golden Age can be compared with the big international brands, and they have many patented technologies."

Wen Zixian rolled his eyes, feeling that this was simply mocking him.

So far, Golden Years is a well-known domestic brand. Although it has some popularity and audience in China, it is completely unable to compete with international brands, whether it is cosmetics or skin care products, and there are very few truly valuable patented technologies.

"There is no more equity competition in the golden years. My dear child, you have gained absolute control of the company." Wenrou looked at Wen Zixian, "Is there a problem with this?"

Wen Zixian smiled lightly: "Do you know why I asked Aunt Lin? Why was someone hired a killer tonight and the car was shot into a honeycomb? It's all because of the fight for equity and the fight for company power."

"So, what if you become a representative of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce and speak at the Boao Forum?"

"If it weren't for your ignorance, I would think you were laughing at me."

"Okay, okay. Then you and your wife Dill Liao...well, needless to say, you two are inseparable." Wen Rou closed the letter and said, "So, this letter is a bit ahead of its time." Wen Zixian laughed at himself Sneered: "It's more than ahead of its time, it's simply an impossible dream."

"So, you will not approve the content of this letter?"

"There is no way to admit it. I want to admit that I helped you complete the task, but the facts are clearly here. How could I lie to myself?"

"Okay, okay, what about the sender? Do you agree that this letter was written by your mother?"

Wen Zixian fell into deep thought. Really, he had never thought that this letter was written by his mother before. The person who came to him with this letter must be a liar.

But now, he was a little shaken. Wenrou didn't need to lie to him, with the magical ability she showed.

"Why would my mother write me a letter like this and make me feel helpless and guilty?"

At this moment, Wen Zixian missed his mother very much. What happened last night made him even more convinced that what happened to his mother was definitely not an accident, but was definitely premeditated.

"You must know who wants to kill you, right?" Wenrou asked. Since the task cannot be completed in a while, we must first ensure that the task target is alive. As long as he is alive, there is hope of completion.

Wen Zixian nodded: "Of course I know."

"Why didn't you tell the police?"

"It's useless to tell. There is no evidence. The killer didn't even know who his employer was despite your pressure, and it's even less possible for the police to get useful information from him." Wen Zixian now has full trust in Wenrou's team, "Please Protect me and I will pay you.”

Wen Ju said: "I need to go back to the north. Let Qin Qingtian stay to protect you."

"Thank you."

Wen Zixian couldn't figure it out for a while, so Wenrou decided to take Abe to the north to settle him down.

It should be no problem to leave Qin Qingtian to protect Wen Zixian. Qin Qingtian's innate realm, in his own words, in today's world of cultivation on earth, his opponents can be counted with one slap.

Entering Xiantian, not only can one's lifespan be extended and one's body can be strong, but more importantly, one can refine and absorb spiritual energy into Yuanli, and can use Yuanli to induce the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, cast spells, call the wind and rain, and soar into the clouds and ride the mists. He has become a god in the eyes of the common people. ...Of course, there are levels of innateness. Qin Qingtian has just stepped into innateness, but it is enough to protect Wen Zixian from mortal killers.

As long as the opponent does not hire an innate master to kill Wen Zixian, Wen Zixian can rest easy.

Of course, even if there are indeed innate beings in this world, they are still like gods, and mortals' money can no longer impress them.

Cheap talents like Qin Qingtian can only be found in Wenrou's situation.

Leaving Qin Qingtian behind, Wenrou took Abe back to the hotel to rest for one night, and then took the high-speed train back to Langshi City the next day.

When Wenrou suddenly appeared in front of Lao Wen, he was startled: "Girl, why didn't you call dad when you came back?"

"What are you calling for? Can you pick me up?"

Lao Wen was silent and couldn't leave the gate. He really couldn't pick up his daughter.

Wenrou didn't care about Lao Wen's sadness and pushed Abe directly in front of him: "Old Wen, are you satisfied with this son?"

"What son?" Lao Wen looked at the beautiful young man in front of him, confused.

"The younger brother I adopted and the son you adopted, I even moved my household registration here. Lao Wen, please resign and go back to your hometown. Let's go back and settle down for Abe."

Lao Wen liked this quiet young man very much: "My child, how did you come back with your sister?"

Abe stared at Lao Wen without saying a word.

Old Wen seemed to remember something, turned around and went to dig something out of the box under the table, then took out a bag of mooncakes and sent it to Abe: "Come on, kid, eat mooncakes. These are mooncakes issued by the work unit. I left them for your sister. You taste it first.”

(End of this chapter)