Su Cen looked coldly at this old man who was half in hell and half in the earth: "When I was young, in order to marry the rich and powerful eldest daughter of the Jiang family, I concealed my past with another woman and even killed my lover and children. Now,

Even your own grandson will not be spared. If your grandson's soul is not pure and the resentful spirit cannot hurt him, as the Taoist priest said, your grandson will soon die violently because of your selfishness."

He has become so ruthless and ruthless, and now he has become a superior person. He even wants to take away other people's lives. He is so greedy that he is simply lawless.

Wen saw that the old man's hand holding the recliner had veins popping out, and he no longer had the calmness and calmness he had at the beginning: "Where did the witch come from? She is deceiving everyone with her witchy words."

He wanted to stand up and stop this woman from continuing to speak, but his body was getting heavier and he was no longer able to do so.

The female ghost, unknowingly, floated to his side and stared at him. If it had a physical form, it would directly strangle to death the man who had harmed her life.

It turns out that the dying person is contaminated with ghost energy and becomes even weaker.

His hands could only hang down helplessly.

However, Su Cen approached him and approached him condescendingly: "For your own selfish interests, regardless of the lives of your loved ones and relatives, using human life as a stepping stone, even if you live a few more years and go to the underworld, do you think you can escape?"

Although the King of Hell in the underworld is unreliable, the judgment during his lifetime is the most severe.

When Mr. Wen met those clear eyes, his whole body trembled, and he quickly turned his head away, not daring to meet those eyes.

Jiang Shuyi was so shocked that he was speechless and unable to receive so much information for a while.

Mrs. Jiang burst into tears angrily: "What kind of grandfather is a scumbag who can even harm his own grandson? No, he is not a scumbag, he is a scumbag and does not deserve to be a human being."

If I hadn't known that this was my grandfather, I would have thought he was an enemy!

I quickly hugged my poor son and comforted him. My dear son, please be strong and don’t cry.

Mr. Wen couldn't care about so much anymore. He took his grandson's hand and begged: "Grandpa will not borrow it in vain. Now I will make a will and transfer all the assets under my name, including all the houses, real estate and patents under my name."

Leave it to you."

He is about to die, and the business empire he has built throughout his life will soon no longer belong to him.

As death approaches, I realize that this is just a dream.

Money, power, fame and wealth cannot be brought by life and cannot be taken away by death.

Everything that was so high and enviable in the past turned out to be a mirror image and became nothing in an instant.

He was unwilling to die like this before he finished enjoying it.

Wen Xu's face changed drastically when he heard this: "Dad."

"Shut up." Wen Ruhai scolded, her cloudy eyes looking at him expectantly.

Wen Xu was very unwilling. He gave it all, what else did he have left?

Also a member of the Wen family, Jiang Shuyi has lived the life of a young master since he was a child. He has everything since he was born, his parents doted on him, he is silly and happy all day long, and he has no worries.

But he had to look at people's glances and fight with other younger brothers and sisters, living in intrigues all day long.

Because my mother is just one of my father's women and has no status, he is the eldest among these brothers and sisters who have no status and no status, so he can live here and receive the best education.

Only by relying on one's own efforts did we get where we are today.

He trembled and coaxed his biological father, who was enough to be his grandfather, and waited for him to leave, so that the people in their house would get a larger share of the inheritance.

But now, the inheritance that he had worked so hard for had to be passed on to Jiang Shuyi. How could he be willing to do so?

Jiang Shuyi shook off the withered hand, feeling particularly ironic: "You value money so much that you can kill people for it. Unfortunately, I don't care about the things you care about so much. You like money and power so much, why not take them with you?"
Chapter completed!