"The people you sent to Qining to investigate Shu Tinglan, the result they gave you was that her family background is innocent?"
This text message was followed by a picture, which showed a middle-aged woman wearing a hospital gown sitting on a chair in the square of the hospital and basking in the sun. Behind her, on the top floor of the inpatient department, there were the words "psychiatry" written vertically.
Cheng Zhimin's heart suddenly turned cold, as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar in an instant.
"Stop." She shouted. The online car-hailing driver stopped suddenly. The software navigation reminded him several times that he had deviated from the course, but the passenger did not get off the car. He was shocked by the passenger's aura just now and was a little panicked. Now he heard her
He yelled to stop, and he pulled the car over to the side of the road with relief.
Cheng Zhimin was dressed casually today, wearing a silk shirt and jeans, but the aura she had cultivated from a long-term noble life could easily intimidate passers-by. Especially at this moment, when she opened the door and walked into the cafe, several customers looked over at her unconsciously.
I saw her walking towards the window without squinting.
There was a beautiful woman sitting by the window. The two of them were surprisingly dressed in the same style. They had different temperaments. The guests were thinking that they were mother and daughter or sisters. It was really eye-catching for them to sit together.
Wen Jian sat there very calmly and watched Cheng Zhimin walking towards her, with a slight smile in her eyes, expecting that she would come. Her smile in Cheng Zhimin's eyes was the arrogance of a winner. Cheng Zhimin suppressed the emotion in his heart
Angry, he sat next to Wen Jian, wanting to see what she wanted to do.
Wen Jian did not talk around in circles and said directly: "That's Shu Tinglan's mother. I can arrange for you to meet at a mental hospital." She emphasized the last word "hospital" with extra emphasis.
"Tell me about your purpose." Cheng Zhimin's heart was on fire, but she still suppressed it and didn't show it. She just wanted to see Wen Jian's purpose, from when she first posted those photos to when she later issued her marriage certificate, and now when she exposed Shu Tinglan
Mother's business.
Wen Jian just continued to laugh: "The people you sent to Qining to investigate must have given you perfect information, right? Well, this is in line with Zhuo Yuan's style."
She sounded like she knew Zhuo Yu'an better than Cheng Zhimin. Only then did Cheng Zhimin realize that the information about Shu Tinglan she had obtained from beginning to end was all fake. Her temples could not control their beating, and she stopped talking.
Look at Wen Jian.
"Auntie, the person who least wants Zhuo Yu'an and Shu Tinglan to be together in this world is you and me."
Cheng Zhimin snorted sarcastically at this time: "Do you naively think that I will join forces with you to deal with your own son? Childish!"
"No, my goal has never been Zhuo Yu'an. Even if he is ruthless to me, my feelings for him over the years will not change easily. Our goals are the same, both are Shu Tinglan." It can be said to be very sincere.
Made a statement.
But Cheng Zhimin obviously didn't like this and disdained being associated with Wen Jian. Coupled with Zhuo Yuan's previous attitude, she really didn't dare to act rashly.
"Her mother has been hospitalized for many years. I checked and found that mental illness is highly likely to be hereditary. Shu Tinglan also had mental problems before. She said it was due to my hypnosis. In fact, this was not the case. My hypnosis was not enough.
It brings her inner problems to the surface. If you are healthy and disease-free, hypnosis cannot achieve that effect. I am not an alarmist. If their future children inherit 50% of her genes, you know the consequences better than I do."