[Dong Zhihong was originally just a poor loser. By a stroke of luck, he became Liu Wenhe's apprentice. Following him into the antique trade, he gradually learned how to appreciate and appraise antique artworks, acquiring a certain level of knowledge about cultural relics.]
[Once his wings grew strong, he wanted to ditch Liu Wenhe. So, he colluded with Liu Wenhe's rivals, framed him for commercial crimes, and sent Liu Wenhe to prison for seven years.]
[During this time, Dong Zhihong slept with Liu Wenhe's wife and took over all of his connections. Once the Liu family was no longer of any value to him, he dumped Liu Wenhe's wife and headed to Kyoto to develop his career.]
[In Kyoto, he met the president of the Antique Collectors Association and became his live-in son-in-law. This shop in Yecheng was his thirtieth branch nationwide. Here, he met Miao Daoxing, whose top-tier restoration skills helped him network with the major wealthy families of Kyoto.]
[As long as the bronze ram-shaped vessel and the revolving vase were successfully restored this time, he would be able to take over from his father-in-law and become the president of the Antique Collectors Association.]
[When Liu Wenhe was released from prison two years ago, Dong Zhihong set his sights on Liu's daughter, who had just come of age. Liu Wenhe refused, so Dong Zhihong deliberately opened this shop diagonally across from Liu Wenhe's, constantly provoking and disgusting him.]
[Liu Wenhe's daughter fell seriously ill half a year ago and needed a large sum for medical expenses. His antique shop's business had been constantly suppressed by Dong Zhihong. Out of deference to Dong Zhihong, the peers in the industry all ostracized him, making it extremely difficult for him to survive in this trade.]
Wen Yan was left speechless.
Dong Zhihong was nothing but an ungrateful, despicable man.
However, people like him would sooner or later face backlash and karmic retribution.
"Liu Wenhe, what's the point of you even living? I've slept with your wife, your daughter is seriously ill, and your business has hit rock bottom. Everyone in the industry looks at my face to act, ostracizing and suppressing you. If I were you, I'd just jump off a bridge and die. Living like this makes you worse than a maggot in a gutter!"
Humiliated by Dong Zhihong, Liu Wenhe's face turned a mixture of pale and livid.
He clenched his hands into tight fists, his nails digging so fiercely into his skin that blood seeped from between his fingers.
"Boss Liu, I will buy your shop for ten million. From now on, you can be my store manager," Wen Yan suddenly spoke up.
Both Dong Zhihong and Liu Wenhe looked at Wen Yan in disbelief.
Once Dong Zhihong recovered from his shock, he mocked, "You're just a greenhorn girl. Do you think that just because your husband's family has some filthy money, you can play around in any industry you want?"
Looking at the bright, beautiful, and outstandingly elegant Wen Yan, Liu Wenhe said with red eyes, "Miss, I appreciate your kindness, but my shop isn't worth ten million. Even if you take it over, it won't be able to operate normally."
Right now, Dong Zhihong had immense power and influence in the antique world. Any outsider trying to step in would only lose everything.
"I advise you not to get involved in the matters between me and Liu Wenhe," Dong Zhihong said sternly.
Si Moyan wrapped his arm around Wen Yan's slender shoulders and looked at Dong Zhihong with a piercing gaze. "Boss Dong, you probably haven't figured it out yet, but all the storefronts on the antique street are properties owned by the Si Corporation, right?"
After saying that, Si Moyan made a phone call. Soon, people from the management center came over with the contract to terminate Dong Zhihong's lease.
The Si family could afford to pay Dong Zhihong's penalty for breach of contract, but Dong Zhihong would no longer be able to open a shop in Yecheng. It was immediately clear who suffered the heavier loss.
Dong Zhihong's face turned ashen as he gritted his teeth. "The Si family might be arrogant in Yecheng, but I, Dong Zhihong, am a famous big shot in the national antique world. If your Si family wants to step into the antique trade, without my connections, you'll only ever be playing small in this city. You'll never be able to—"
Wen Yan coldly sneered, interrupting Dong Zhihong. "Boss Dong, I advise you to go home and do a DNA test with your three children. You took in three apprentices, and your wife slept with all three of them. Your kids have three different fathers. You once cuckolded Liu Wenhe, and the retribution has actually already fallen on your head."
Dong Zhihong's face drastically changed. Instantly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he jumped up in anger. "You're talking absolute bullshit!"
Wen Yan shrugged her shoulders. "Whether it's bullshit or not, won't you know once you go back and test it?"
After panting heavily a few times, Dong Zhihong shut the doors of his antique shop and rushed home quickly.
There were security cameras at the entrance of his shop. If Wen Yan was just making things up, he would definitely expose her on the internet!
After Dong Zhihong left, Wen Yan spent ten million to buy Liu Wenhe's shop. "Uncle Liu, Dong Zhihong still has a revolving vase over there that hasn't been restored. In a week, people from Kyoto will come to inspect it. When Dong Zhihong fails to deliver, you take over the task, and I will restore it."
Liu Wenhe frowned. "But the people from Kyoto won't easily hand the restoration task over to our shop."
"Call me on video when the time comes, and I'll teach you how to convince them."
After Wen Yan and Liu Wenhe exchanged contact information, she added, "I'll give you Dr. Su Mu's contact info. He can cure your daughter's illness."
Liu Wenhe never expected to meet a great benefactor when he was at a dead end. His knees bent as he tried to kneel before Wen Yan.
Wen Yan was quick-eyed and deft-handed, immediately supporting him.
"From now on, just manage the antique shop well for me," Wen Yan said with a bright smile.
"Please rest assured, Miss Wen, I will definitely do my absolute best!" Liu Wenhe was so moved that his tears fell freely.
Old Master Si and Si Jingyi, accompanied by Liu Wenhe, picked out collectibles on the antique street.
Meanwhile, Si Moyan took Wen Yan to the Wen family home.
"Mrs. Si, I have already bought this villa for you."
Looking at the villa, memories of the time after she was acknowledged and brought back to the Wen family surfaced in Wen Yan's mind.
They were all heavy and oppressive.
"Husband, please help call an excavator over. I plan to demolish this place and plant medicinal herbs and plants."
Si Moyan nodded. "Okay."
The Wen family hadn't completely moved out of the villa yet. Hearing the rumbling sound of heavy machinery outside, they all ran out.
When Mother Wen saw Wen Yan and Si Moyan sitting on the excavator, her face changed drastically. "What are you trying to do?"
Holding a megaphone, Wen Yan spoke with a cold and clear voice, "In ten minutes, this villa will be demolished. If the people inside do not leave in time, we will not be responsible for any accidents!"
Mother Wen's eyes were red. "Wen Yan, are you crazy? Even if Si Moyan bought this villa, it's still your maiden home. What right do you have to tear it down?"
Every blade of grass, every tree, every flower, every brick, and every tile here had been carefully selected and built by Mother Wen. It held her most beautiful memories.
For Wen Yan to demolish it was no different from stabbing a knife right into her heart!
She really was a wicked daughter!
Back when she was pregnant with her, she should have just killed her!
Wen Yan glanced at Mother Wen, who was on the verge of breaking down and going mad, and smiled faintly. "My territory, my rules. I'll demolish it if I want to. If you're not happy about it, buy it back."
The veins on Mother Wen's forehead bulged, and she nearly crushed her gums from gritting her teeth so hard.
The Wen family was bankrupt now. Was she supposed to buy it with her life?
"Wen Yan, you will die a horrible death!"
Wen Yan raised an eyebrow. "Your husband was bewitched into cheating, your eldest son quit his job at the hospital, your youngest son was abused by Lucy, your daughter was bitten and disfigured by Miao Daoxing, and your company went bankrupt. No matter how you look at it, you are going to die before I do."
Mother Wen, "..."
Every word pierced her heart!
With five minutes left before the excavators were set to start digging, Mother Wen returned to the villa, gnashing her teeth.
Bringing her luggage down from upstairs, she passed through the living room. Seeing that the TV was still on, she casually glanced at the international channel.
Suddenly, an incredibly distinguished middle-aged man caught her attention.
As the man raised his large, elegant hand, she was surprised to see a faint bite mark on his wrist.
Distant memories flooded her mind, and Mother Wen's pupils instantly contracted.
After the initial shock and disbelief, she was overcome with wild ecstasy.
Hahaha!
Heaven really never shuts every door!
