Wen Yan's mind let out a sharp, internal scream.
[Ahhh, could this old man be my dad's dad?]
Dad's dad?
Wen Jinglou and Si Moyan froze slightly.
What did that mean?
Wen Jinglou had been an orphan since childhood, raised on the charity of others.
He had never heard of having any relatives.
[But what exactly is this old man's identity?]
While Wen Yan was puzzling over this, Wen Xiaoshu, who was scrolling on his phone, suddenly spoke up indignantly, "Why is Wen Yue so evil? She actually told the media that acquiring the Si Group is just around the corner. Why is she suddenly so rich?"
The old man sitting next to Wen Xiaoshu glanced at his phone.
He glanced at Wen Yue, and then his eyes locked onto the man standing behind her.
Why did that man look somewhat familiar?
Wen Yan noticed the old man's odd reaction and followed his gaze.
"Grandpa, do you know him?"
The old man frowned. "Who is he?"
"He is Relio, the duke heir of the Rex family in Country S."
The old man's frown deepened. "Relio, what a familiar name."
The old man suddenly slapped his hand on the dining table. "I remember my name!"
Wen Yan and the others all looked at the old man. "What is your name?"
"I am Old Rex!"
Wen Xiaoshu didn't take it seriously. "Hahaha, Grandpa, you don't actually think you're a duke, do you? If so, then I'm a little prince of the royal family!"
Wen Yan didn't say anything; she immediately checked the system for Old Rex.
[Three months ago, Old Rex accidentally discovered that Relio was not his biological son. A secret investigation revealed that his biological son might have ended up in China.]
[So he brought his secret guards and quietly came to China. However, he didn't know that his guards had tipped off Relio. As soon as Old Rex arrived in China, he was ambushed.]
[His luggage was robbed, his passport and ID were all lost, and he almost died. He even lost his memory later on. He truly had to go through eighty-one tribulations just to survive until now.]
[It turns out that Relio came to China this time to find the missing Old Rex and take his life!]
[If the man in front of us is really Old Rex, doesn't that make my dad the biological son he's been looking for?]
Wen Jinglou, Si Moyan, and Wen Xiaoshu were all completely stunned.
Wen Jinglou suddenly looked at the old man, his eyes full of disbelief.
Seeing everyone looking at him, the old man touched his rash-covered face. "What is it? Am I very ugly right now? My face is itching to death, am I going to be disfigured?"
Wen Yan quickly took out an allergy ointment from the family's first-aid kit. "Grandpa, apply this."
The old man couldn't reach his back, so Wen Jinglou walked over and applied it for him.
Catching the old man off guard, Wen Yan plucked a few hairs from his head.
"Ouch! Who pulled my hair?"
Wen Jinglou coughed awkwardly. "I accidentally caught it."
After the old man went to rest, Wen Yan asked Wen Jinglou for a few strands of his hair as well. She packed their hairs into two small transparent bags.
"Dad, I'm going to take yours and Grandpa's hair to do a test."
Wen Jinglou naturally knew what Wen Yan was going to do, but he felt it was impossible.
He had grown up all alone since he was a child; how could he possibly have parents?
Yan Yan must have made a mistake!
...
The next day.
Wen Yan took the hair to a paternity testing center.
It would take three days for the results to come out.
In the afternoon, she accompanied Si Moyan to a business gathering.
Originally, Si Moyan didn't want her to go with him, but she insisted on tagging along.
Given the current situation of the Si Group, if Si Moyan went alone, he would definitely be mocked and ridiculed.
He was her man, and she was going to protect him herself!
Wen Yan wore a long organza dress, her hair loosely pinned up. With just a light touch of makeup, she looked breathtakingly beautiful.
When she walked into the banquet hall arm in arm with Si Moyan, they attracted quite a bit of attention.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman, they were a very eye-catching couple.
"Oh, isn't this the richest man in Ye City? Tonight is a gathering of Ye City's wealthy businessmen, I thought the richest man wouldn't show up!" A young master surnamed Zhou said with a face full of mockery, his eyes leering at Wen Yan as he spoke.
He had long heard that Si Moyan was secretly married to a beautiful trophy wife.
Seeing her today, she was indeed extraordinary.
Young Master Zhou unconsciously swallowed hard.
"Brother Yan, aren't you just asking to be humiliated by coming here?" Song Wenjing, who was sitting in a wheelchair with crisscrossing scars on his face, sneered coldly. "Your wife cursed me, leaving me disfigured and crippled. Now you're getting your retribution too!"
Song Wenjing's legs couldn't be cured; he was completely crippled.
He absolutely hated Wen Yan and Si Moyan.
It was as if heaven had heard his resentment, bringing retribution upon the Si family so quickly.
If the Si family fell, who would be able to protect Wen Yan then?
Wen Yue had recently invested a hundred billion in a massive project in Ye City. Anyone willing to cooperate with her could get a piece of the pie.
Capital was all about profit. In the business world, there were no permanent friends and no permanent enemies.
Now that the Si Group was on the verge of collapse, who would still want to cooperate with them?
Once Si Moyan lost everything, he probably wouldn't be able to protect Wen Yan anymore either.
With Wen Yan's beauty, she would definitely be torn apart alive by those who coveted her!
Si Moyan's jawline was tense, and his whole body exuded a freezing chill, as if he could turn the surrounding air to ice.
He said coldly, "The Si Group hasn't gone bankrupt yet!"
Young Master Zhou let out a cold laugh. "Even if you haven't gone bankrupt, you're still down and out. Otherwise—"
Young Master Zhou pointed at the nameplates on the very last table. "You used to sit at the head table, but now you have to sit with those third-rate wealthy families. You still haven't clearly seen your own status! I heard that many companies are now canceling their partnerships with your Si family. If you're willing to let me sleep with your wife for one night, I might be willing to give your Si Group an opportunity to cooperate—"
Before Young Master Zhou could finish his sentence, Si Moyan was about to swing his clenched fist at him, but in the next second, Wen Yan grabbed his hand.
Wen Yan looked Young Master Zhou up and down. "A year ago, a young girl living alone in Ye City went missing. The police and her parents have never been able to find any trace of her. They probably don't know that the girl was killed by you drunk driving, do they? You were terrified of being exposed, so you buried her body in the mountains in the western suburbs."
What?
The surrounding crowd instantly erupted in an uproar.
"What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Believe it or not, I'll slap your mouth!"
Wen Yan held up her phone. "I've already called the police. Once the police find that girl's body, you'd better think about how to explain it to them!"
"Psycho, absolute nonsense!" Young Master Zhou was furious, but his heart was pounding with panic. He pretended to converse with someone else and stopped provoking Si Moyan and Wen Yan.
"President Si, do you still remember me? In the past, I wanted to cooperate with you, but you didn't even give me the time of day. How did you end up doing even worse than me now?"
A boss with a big belly walked over.
The boss had brought his wife and secretary along with him.
Wen Yan glanced at the boss. She knew he was in the building materials business in Ye City and his name was Wang Dafa.
"Mr. Wang, you really know how to enjoy the best of both worlds. Gifting your wife and your secretary the exact same limited-edition necklace, and even letting your secretary leave a lipstick mark under your collar. Your secretary is subtly declaring war on your wife. I wonder if your wife knows about this?"
The expression of Mrs. Wang, who was linking arms with Wang Dafa, instantly changed. She shot a piercing glare at the secretary. Before the other woman could even react, Mrs. Wang reached over and pulled out a necklace from the secretary's neckline—one that was completely identical to the one around her own neck.
She then flipped up Wang Dafa's collar. Sure enough, there was a lipstick mark underneath.
Smack!
Mrs. Wang slapped Wang Dafa hard across the face. "You are nothing but a live-in son-in-law to our family, and you dare to cheat on me behind my back? I am going back to tell my father right now!"
"Darling, darling—" Wang Dafa cried out, chasing after his wife in a pathetic panic.
The wealthy businessmen and young playboys who had originally planned to make trouble for Si Moyan all froze in their tracks.
Si Moyan might be down on his luck, but this wife of his seemed to be genuinely a bit uncanny!
