Seeing Wen Yan's expression, the old man pouted. "Girl, you're cursing me!"
Wen Yan, "..."
She was cursing him in her mind, and he could actually feel it?
"Then tell me, what exactly do you want? You can't possibly come home with me, right?"
The old man raised a hand to touch his forehead. "I can't remember a lot of things, but I have a feeling that you're a good person. You can't send me to the police station, nor the embassy. Someone is trying to kill me!"
Wen Yan looked at the old man, who was covered in dirt but still retained a certain air of elegance. After pondering for a moment, she took him home.
Wen Jinglou and Wen Xiaoshu were shocked when they saw Wen Yan bring back a filthy old man.
"Yanyan, who is he?"
Before Wen Yan could say anything, the old man answered, "I'm a little old cutie this girl picked up on the street."
Wen Jinglou, "..."
Wen Xiaoshu, "..."
Wen Yan, "..."
"Grandpa, I know how to tell fortunes. How about you shave off your beard and let me read your face?"
The old man shook his head. "No, I'm not familiar with you yet. I can't let you read my face."
Wen Yan activated her Divine Eyes and saw a vision of the old man being kidnapped by a group of burly men in the near future.
Forget it, let him stay here for now!
Her sixth sense told her that this old man was a hidden big shot.
"Alright, go take a shower first and change into some clean clothes!"
Seeing that Wen Yan was letting the old man stay, Wen Jinglou found a set of clothes for him.
Seeing the clothes Wen Jinglou handed him, the old man frowned in disgust. "Why isn't this haute couture? The fabric doesn't look very good either."
He walked around the apartment. "This house is really small. It's not even as big as my living room."
Wen Yan, "..."
Her apartment was nearly two hundred square meters, and it wasn't even as big as his living room?
"Hiss~ Some images just flashed through my mind. I lived in a huge castle, surrounded by splendor and luxury, not shabby like your place."
Wen Yan really couldn't listen anymore. She crossed her arms over her chest, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Grandpa, half an hour ago, you were being chased by a pancake vendor, and you were sleeping under a bridge at night!"
Feeling mocked, the old man glared at Wen Yan in annoyance. "Brat, I don't get into just anyone's car. I gave you a lot of face; you should feel honored."
The old man was led to the bathroom by Wen Xiaoshu.
Wen Jinglou looked toward the bathroom, pointed at his own forehead, and asked Wen Yan, "Is there something wrong with that old gentleman up there?"
"He has temporary amnesia. What he said probably wasn't a lie; maybe his own home really is that big."
...
Over the next period of time.
Relio spent a massive amount of money to poach the core team of the Si Group.
Relio came in aggressively. Not only did he poach the core team, but he also rallied other families in Ye City to take down the Si Group together.
Major companies that originally collaborated with the Si Group canceled their partnerships one after another.
The Si Group's stock price plummeted, and the internal staff were in a state of panic.
Aside from Old Master Si and the six Si siblings, the rest of the Si family hastily sold off their shares.
The crisis happened so suddenly that it caught Si Moyan completely off guard.
Upon hearing the news, Wen Yan immediately drove to the Si Group.
Arriving there, she found that it no longer had its former glory.
The front desk had gone from six receptionists to just one, and many employees were walking out of the elevators holding cardboard boxes.
"The company's core team has been poached by the rival company with high salaries. What are we still doing here?"
"I really didn't expect the Si Group's empire to crumble so quickly."
"I thought working at the Si Group was a secure job for life. Turns out it was just my illusion."
Wen Yan entered the elevator and went straight to the top floor.
Walking into the office, she saw many artists from Xiying Media coming to terminate their contracts.
Si Jingyi's face looked extremely grim.
"Back then, you were all nobodies. The company used its resources to make you famous. Now that the company is in crisis, you all want to leave?"
"Second Young Master, someone is paying our breach of contract fees and letting us run our own studios. Of course, we want to be our own bosses."
"Second Young Master, the Si Group is about to go bankrupt, and your directing career is probably coming to an end too. When the time comes and you can't find anyone to film, you can come work at our studio. We'll arrange a toilet-cleaning position for you."
Si Jingyi was so angry his face turned livid.
This bunch of heartless, ungrateful wretches!
Of course, there were also some artists willing to stay and weather the storm with Xiying Media.
Wen Yan looked at the chaotic Si Group and frowned. "Second Brother, where is your eldest brother?"
Seeing Wen Yan, Si Jingyi immediately ran up to her. "Big Brother just finished a meeting with the shareholders. Everyone is questioning his abilities, but how is it his fault? The world's top financial conglomerate is targeting the company; who could possibly resist?"
"I'm so damn frustrated. How did our family end up making enemies with the Rex family?"
"Oh right, Sister-in-law, Wen Yue just came over. She went to Big Brother's office."
Wen Yan nodded and walked quickly to the CEO's office.
Just as she was about to knock, she noticed the door wasn't fully closed. Through the gap, she saw Wen Yue sitting haughtily on the sofa.
"Si Moyan, if you want to save the Si Group, I'll give you two choices," Wen Yue curled her red lips, casually playing with her diamond-studded manicure. "One, divorce Wen Yan and never see her again! Two, sell the Si Group to me for thirty billion!"
Si Moyan narrowed his deep, dark eyes. "Relio is actually my wife's biological father, isn't he?"
Wen Yue smirked. "So what if he is Wen Yan's biological father? Wen Yan is a natural jinx; even her biological parents don't like her. Besides, my mom is now pregnant with Daddy's son. In the future, my brother will inherit the Rex family, and it won't have a dime to do with Wen Yan!"
Si Moyan's expression was freezing cold as his thin lips coldly spat out one word, "Get out!"
Wen Yue's expression changed slightly, and she abruptly stood up from the sofa. "Si Moyan, do you think I'm still the old Wen Yue? Since you show me no respect, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"
"I will make the Si Group change hands and become my, Wen Yue's, company. And I will make it impossible for your Si family to survive in Ye City!"
Si Moyan looked at Wen Yue with a face as cold as frost. "Try it!"
He exuded an intimidating aura without being angry. The powerful pressure radiating from him felt like a hurricane, leaving Wen Yue breathless.
Defeated, Wen Yue kicked aside the stool in front of her and left with a livid face.
Seeing Wen Yan at the door, Wen Yue twitched the corners of her lips. "Wen Yan, your good days are over."
Wen Yan didn't speak. She pushed open the office door and walked in.
This sudden disaster that befell the Si Group was brought upon Si Moyan by her.
Looking at the man who had lost some weight in such a short time, with faint shadows under his eyes, her heart tightened slightly.
"Si Moyan, why don't we... get a divorce!"
