Seventeen Again: The Sweet Life with My Family

Wen Nian didn’t stay at home. Instead, she told her family that she would be going back to school to study. Zhou Mei reminded her repeatedly not to act rashly before letting her leave.

After leaving home, Shen Jun took a taxi and brought Wen Nian back to Xifeng Court. Their somber moods lingered as they returned home.

“I don’t think Wei Feng’s the culprit,” Wen Nian shared, revealing her thoughts. “It seems too obvious for him to murder now. 1 sense another player, but who else could be meddling?”

“Wei Xiao.” Shen Jun had figured out the answer on the way back.

“Wei Xiao?” Wen Nian’s confusion showed. “He wouldn’t have killed Yang Shu first, would he?”

Seeing her expression, Shen Jun chuckled. “You don’t look scared at all. Aren’t you surprised that he killed someone? So, who do you think he’d kill first?”

Wen Nian fell silent. In her past life, Wei Xiao would have targeted her. However, in this life, she had already broken off the engagement with him. Apart from Wei Feng aiming to end her life, Wei Xiao seemed to have no reason to eliminate her.

Shen Jun pressed on, “Wei Xiao possesses evidence of Wei Feng’s murder. He’s well-informed. Now, the Wei family covets that land in the capital. Aside from Wei Feng, no one else in the Wei family has the right to make any decisions. Wei Xiao likely aims to leverage this evidence against Wei Feng. However, what he has might not be sufficient.”

“Then shouldn’t he locate Yang Shu and get more substantial evidence? Isn’t it too ostentatious to silence him?” Wen Nian still couldn’t figure it out.

“Alright.” Shen Jun stroked her hair dotingly. “I’ll get someone to investigate this matter. If Wei Xiao did it, there will definitely be some clues.”

Shen Jun didn’t want her dwelling on this, but he held back information. Wei Xiao might have a backup scheme beyond helping Wei Feng. The Wei family was likely to face internal upheaval soon.

Indeed, chaos was brewing within the Wei family.

“He’s dead?” Wei Feng pointed at Wei Jiang, exasperated. “Was it you? I clearly instructed you. Pay him off, take the evidence, and make sure he leaves! You can’t do anything right!”

Wei Jiang, his face still tingling from a slap, covered his cheek in dejection. “Dad, the moment I reached the bar, the police were already on scene. Hadn’t it been for his absence, I’d never have learned about his death.”

It was indeed unfair to Wei Jiang. Wei Feng didn’t even tell him anything. Wei Jiang was just an errand boy and Yang Shu’s death had nothing to do with him. “Are you serious?” Wei Feng narrowed his eyes. “Do you dare to say that you didn’t do it?”

“I swear! Dad, why do you think I killed him?” Wei Jiang said confidently, but he suddenly thought of something. “Dad, you agreed on three million yuan and a car, right? You, you…”

“You what? It’s not me!” Wei Feng glared at him and sat down in the chair dejectedly. “You can leave now. Keep this to yourself.”

As soon as Wei Feng spoke, Wei Jiang hastened to exit the study. He barely reached his room’s doorway when Wei Ming approached.

“Wei Ming is here to get books again?” Wei Jiang covered his face unnaturally. He didn’t want his brother to see him like this, but it was obvious that he couldn’t cover it.

“Brother, what happened? Here, let’s get some ice on that. Swelling can set in if we don’t.” Wei Ming turned and went to fetch an ice pack.

When he appeared in Wei Jiang’s room again, he had already prepared an ice pack.

Looking at his little brother’s serious expression, Wei Jiang was a little touched. He started to complain, “Do you think our father is going through menopause? He’s getting so angry.”

“He tasked me to locate Yang Shu. I found him, but how’s his drowning my fault? I’m an adult, yet he still slapped me.”

Hearing that Yang Shu was dead, Wei Ming’s hand suddenly paused..