That's why Wen Ruyu even handed over the selection of bounty hunters to him, because he wouldn't have time to get out of that vortex these days.

  But all the people in Shen Mingxin's hands are good at business, and very few have been coaches. All the hidden masters of the Shen family are in the hands of Mr. Shen.

  When his uncles failed to completely make the old man sad, it was impossible for him to hand those things into Shen Mingxin's hands.

   Who told Shen Mingxin that even though he was his grandson, he might not be his favorite grandson.

  Wen Ruyu has always attached great importance to the matter of bounty hunters and has never announced it to the public. It is naturally because the people inside are fair and just, and other powerful children also participated.

  Shen Mingxin couldn't possibly give others a back door, so the person who must be able to treat them fairly seemed to have to send his confidants.

  The Wen family.

  Wen Qing'er looked at the room she lived in. There was no change in the things inside, but there was a lot of dust. Wearing a mask, she slowly walked around the room, with a look of coldness in her eyes, and turned to look at the cold-faced old man with a cane sitting on the sofa in her room. Those eyes were the ones she had never seen before. The stranger I have seen, I feel very sarcastic in my heart.

  The sofa is really the only clean place in this room.

  Obviously the hygiene of the sofa has been improved, why not the hygiene of the room?

  Hehehe, yes, she, Wen Qinger, is not the daughter of the Wen family at all, maybe this old man brought her back from somewhere.

  Wen Qinger turned and walked to the sofa opposite the old man, and sat down unceremoniously. Since he is not her grandfather, why should she respect him?

   "Go to the Temple of Three Treasures if you have nothing to do, if you have anything to say, tell me!" Wen Qing'er patted the dust that had just been stained with her fingertips.

  Old man Wen's face immediately pulled down. Is this the child he raised with his own hands? Wearing a half-silver mask, his tone was light and careless.

   "You planned the incident in Miancheng, including blaming Bai Ling and others, didn't you?" The old man tightened his grip on the cane, but his eyes stared at Wen Qing'er with burning eyes.

  Wen Qing'er smiled slightly, because she was wearing a silver mask, so she only had half of an overpowering face, which looked very strange, "It seems that your good grandson told you everything."

  Bai Ling Bai Ling, hehe, Bai Ling is his own granddaughter, why do you want to avenge her, you can kill her now.

"Then did she tell you that I was the one who did it first, old man Wen, and let me tell you how useless your granddaughter was at that time." Wen Qing'er stood up suddenly as she spoke, her peaceful breath seemed to be It was like boiling, "She is covered in blood. The Wen family master you sent to protect me stepped on her body. At that time, she was lying on the ground like a dog, gasping for breath. Looking at me abusing her so-called relatives with painful eyes, hahaha, thinking of the scene at that time, it's so cool!"

  Old man Wen's hands trembled, and his eyes widened, as if they were getting cloudier. What evil did he do!

"Do you know why I treated her like this?" Wen Qing'er had a trace of madness in her eyes, "Because they want to rob Xia Zhengjun from me, I can't lose Xia Zhengjun. So everyone who has seen them should be damned, I specially send them away to hell."