Seventeen Again: The Sweet Life with My Family

“Wen Nian, did your family know about this a long time ago? Why didn’t you report it to the police? Did you take money from Wei Feng?”

“Is the one million yuan you returned to the Wei family last time hush money for your grandfather’s life?”

“Nonsense!” Although Wen Xing had encountered reporters blocking their way before, the reporters’ questions still made him furious.

Before he could respond, however, Li Ke’s mother slapped her thigh and sat down at the entrance of the police station, wailing.

“The Wei family is vile! Not only did they attempt to destroy the Wen family, but they’re also relentless towards our Li family!”

The old woman’s words instantly drew the attention of the reporters. The three daughters-in-law, dressed in mourning attire, began crying even harder.

“Auntie, are you saying that the Wei family harmed your Li family? What’s your relationship with the Wen family?”

“You’re all dressed in mourning. Did something happen at your homes?”

“Auntie, can any of you tell me the details?”

Only a few reporters continued to surround Wen Nian. Wen Nian dragged Wen Xing and Shen Jun into the police station. As Zhao Wu had already informed the police, the report progressed smoothly. Shen Jun’s collected evidence was also submitted.

The police officers were surprisingly cooperative, reassuring Wen Nian that they would await the authorities’ response. The law would provide the Wen family with an explanation.

After enduring several hours of questioning, Wen Xing felt a little light-headed. As they exited the station, they spotted Wei Ming waiting for a car by the side of the road.

He appeared considerably older, his hair having turned gray, and he had lost a significant amount of weight. Wen Nian nearly failed to recognize him. He looked nothing like he did during her previous visit to the villa.

“Wei Ming? Is it really Wei Ming?” Wen Xing staggered over.

He grasped Wei Ming’s shoulder and struggled to speak, but he couldn’t find the words.

Wei Ming, on the other hand, dared not meet Wen Xing’s gaze. He took a few deep breaths before managing to say, “Wen Xing, it’s been a long time.” “Wei Ming, what’s happening? Did you come to report to the police? You knew what your father…”

As he gazed at Wei Ming’s trembling form, Wen Xing couldn’t bring himself to ask more questions. He understood that Wei Ming must have endured immense pressure to report his own father. Not many individuals could make such a choice.

Seeing that both of them were visibly distressed, Shen Jun stepped forward and suggested, “Uncle, my car is right here. Let’s find a quiet place to chat.”

Shen Jun drove them to a teahouse and requested a private room. Only then did they have an opportunity to engage in a meaningful conversation.

“Wen Xing,” Wei Ming began with a sigh. “I’ve disappointed your family, and my father has disappointed you. I’m sorry that it took me so long to act.”

Wen Xing, on the other hand, simply shook his head, unable to utter a word. He was at a loss for what to say as well.

However, Wen Nian still posed her question. “Uncle Wei, did you know about this a long time ago and have evidence for the investigation?”

Wei Ming was somewhat surprised. “How did you come to know that 1 have evidence?”

Then, he immediately shook his head. “It’s true. How could such evidence be gathered in just a day or two? I’ve had the evidence all along, but I can’t… He’s my father after all…”

Wen Xing sat beside him and patted his shoulder, but he couldn’t find the words to comfort him.

It was precisely because he knew what Wei Feng had done that he had distanced himself from the Wen family. With Wen Sheng already deceased, Wen Xing couldn’t bring himself to forgive the Wei family on behalf of Old Mr. Wei, except for seeking justice for his father.

“So, why have you decided to reveal the evidence now? Has something happened?” Wen Nian inquired directly..