The rebirth of the wealthy, the daughter of the richest man turns evil

Chapter 139 Investigation of the Cause of Death

Upon hearing this, Bi Mingzhe looked up to the woman in front of him. She seemed to have a good heart. He was actually a little worried that his boss would save an ungrateful person and then turn against him. Although his boss had the ability to solve the problem, he didn't want anyone to hurt his boss.

This girl is as silly and pitiful as she was in her previous life. She is clearly at the end of her rope, but she still sticks to her original intention.

"Who said you can't pay it back?" Wen Shujin looked at her and said, "I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Wen Shujin, the boss of Jiawei."

Guo Yingzhu was stunned at first, then opened her mouth wide: "Are you Wen Shujin?"

When she was in school last year, she had already heard of this person's name, and she thought at that time, it would be great if she could be as good as him.

She had seen the photo, but it had been so long that the newspaper print was a little blurry, and she didn't remember it for a moment.

"You'll have to pay back for this house later."

Guo Yingzhu shook her head: "I don't have that much money."

Wen Shujin raised an eyebrow: "Who said that?"

Guo Yingzhu stared. Is she rich? How come she doesn't know she has money? Guo Yingzhu looked at Wen Shujin with a puzzled look.

"Have you forgotten the inheritance your father left you?" Wen Shujin reminded.

Guo Yingzhu was stunned, looking lost, and shook her head and said, "Miss Wen, my father's inheritance was taken away by my uncle. I can't give it to you."

Wen Shujin chuckled: "You really don't have the ability to get it back, what if I help you?"

Guo Yingzhu opened her mouth, unable to find her voice for a long time. "I went to the police station to complain, but it was no use. They somehow made my father sign a will that gave all his property to them." Her tears began to flow unconsciously again. "My father was so good to them, how could they do this to Xiaoli and me?"

Thinking of the suffering I had endured, the suffering my brother had endured, and the smug faces of that family, my heart ached.

Wen Shujin looked at her quietly, waiting for her to calm down.

"I'm sorry, Miss Wen, I..." She raised her hand to wipe away her tears.

"Have you ever thought about how your father died?" Wen Shujin asked directly.

Wen Shujin's words swirled in Guo Yingzhu's mind: "What do you mean?"

"Your father went to sea with your uncle, and when your father died, he took the will and said that your father left all the property to him? Is there such a coincidence in the world? Is there a father who is so cruel as not to leave a penny to his children?" Wen Shujin leaned against the sofa, and uttered horrifying words with her rosy lips.

Guo Yingzhu was dumbfounded. In fact, she had suspected it, but she had no evidence.

"I have had your brother transferred to a high-end ward. You should have a good rest. I will take you to see your brother tomorrow. Don't worry about his medical expenses. I will get it after I help you get your property back." Wen Shujin patted her shoulder.

"Ms. Wen, I know that you don't care about our family's money at all. Why are you helping me?" Even though Guo Yingzhu was afraid, she still wanted to ask clearly.

Guo Yingzhu's family runs a fishing company valued at tens of millions, several large fishing boats valued at around five million, several houses, plus a few tens of millions in savings. Their total assets are only around 30 million, which is not even as much as a set of jewelry in Wen Shujin's family. How could Wen Shujin, who is so wealthy, be interested in such things?

"Didn't I tell you? You probably saved my life in my previous life." Wen Shujin put the key on the table: "Have a good rest." After saying that, he picked up the bag and took the two away.

Looking at the empty house, Guo Yingzhu felt as if she was still dreaming, an unrealistic dream.

With a "slap", a slap echoed throughout the room, and severe pain came.

Guo Yingzhu sat on the sofa and looked at everything in front of her in disbelief. The soft sofa, and the packaging bag with the Fshion logo next to it, which contained the clothes she bought today. The sky outside was already getting dim, and the fashionable curly hair she had done today was reflected in the glass. All this reminded her that she was not dreaming.

The next day, when Wen Shujin came, he saw the slap mark on Guo Yingzhu's face and frowned: "Did you hit yourself?"

Guo Yingzhu was a little afraid to look at Wen Shujin, and lowered her head guiltily: "I'm afraid it's fake."

Bi Mingzhe on the side twitched his mouth, but there was no need to use so much force.

Wen Shujin actually understood her a little. He had slapped himself when he was reborn, but he was afraid that it was fake and would cause him pain.

"Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

The boy on the bed had his eyes closed and seemed to be still sleeping. Wen Shujin had already found the best doctor, who had conducted a comprehensive examination.

"It may be difficult to cure him completely. It mainly depends on the patient's will and the care of his family. If he recovers well, he may be able to stand up again." The doctor gave some more precautions before leaving.

Guo Yingzhu bowed to the doctor to express her gratitude, looked at her brother lying on the hospital bed, and tears began to flow unconsciously again.

She walked over to help Guo Li tidy up the quilt. The boy seemed to sense something, opened his eyes, and tried to call out, "Sister?"

He almost didn't recognize that the person in front of him was his sister. When she came a few days ago, she looked haggard and wore coarse clothes. Now she was wearing fashionable clothes and had a trendy curly hairstyle. She looked completely different from before.

"it's me."

"Sister..., you sent it?" Guo Li asked blankly.

Seeing him like this, Guo Yingzhu couldn't help laughing: "What nonsense, what's the matter with sending or not sending?" She turned to look at Wen Shujin: "It was Miss Wen, she helped me."

"Miss Wen?" Guo Yingzhu tried hard to look at Wen Shujin, who was not far away. He remembered where he seemed to have heard this surname before. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Miss Wen."

Although she didn't know what was going on, Miss Wen helped him and his sister.

"Xiao Li, I have to go investigate the cause of my father's death. I may not be able to come back to see you for a while." Guo Yingzhu said to him.

Guo Li's eyes were filled with worry: "Don't...don't go, they are very mean."

"Don't worry, Miss Wen will help me." She said softly, "Don't worry, they won't have a good ending."

The Wen family!? He finally remembered that the richest man's family also seemed to have the surname Wen. Could she be from the Wen family? The boy looked at Wen Shujin. She stood there like a natural superior. Beside her stood a tall, stern man, and another man wearing glasses with a warm smile.

I don't know why, but I felt that if it was her, she would definitely be able to do it, so I smiled and said, "Sister, be careful."

Guo Yingzhu nodded: "Take good care of yourself." Then she left with a few people.