Wen Xinya stared at Wen Haowen.
There was hatred for her written all over his face. He gritted his teeth, looking as if he was ready to rip her flesh into pieces.
How ironic, the person she had the closest blood ties to was also the one who hated her to the core.
Clearly, she should be the one hating him more!
Wen Xinya smiled sweetly and said, "I'm being compensated for everything that you owe my mother, the Mo Family, and I. What's there for you to not accept? You probably didn't know this, but if Grandpa did not make the first move to have me inherit everything in the Wen Family, do you think my Grampy would let you, my mother's murderer, off so easily? My Grampy has tens of thousands of ways to destroy you. You are the one who handed all these things to me on a silver platter. You only have yourself to blame for courting death."