Since growing up so much, Murong Bing has rarely received calls from her grandfather, especially in the past three years, and she is a little flattered to keep praising her on the phone today.

"Grandpa—"

Murong Bing got straight to the point and said, "If you have something, just say it directly." ”

"Ahem...... Grandpa called you, just to tell you that this matter is done well, did not disappoint me, as for the rest of the matter, you don't have to worry about the rest of the matter, tomorrow I will sign a contract and I will let your cousin Xiaofu go, you are tired for many days to rest at home. ”

Murong Ba said with a smile.

In a few words, he said that Murong Bing's independent bidding was a family matter.

It was as if Murong Bing's bid was participated in with the support of the family.

It's scary to think about!

Murong Bing's aggrieved eyes instantly became wet, "Grandpa, this is obviously my own bidding, and it has nothing to do with you, why should I let my cousin replace me?"

"Do you call me grandpa, or do I call you grandpa? Don't you see that the family's economy is weakening day by day because of your involvement?

Seeing his granddaughter's objection, Murong Ba slapped the table mercilessly and shouted: "I'll tell you, if you don't agree to this matter, you have to agree! Tomorrow's signing ceremony will be attended by Xiao Fu, you just stay at home quietly, if you mess things up, I'll not finish with you." ”

"Also, after the unanimous discussion of the family, you must divorce that waste this month and remarry to the Zhao family! Remember, this is not a discussion, this is a notice. ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.

Murong Bing, who was on the other end of the phone, listened to the beeping sound coming from the phone, and tears instantly welled up from his eyes.

Tears rolled down his cheeks, wetting his clothes, and sadness filled Murong Bing's entire chest.

Before the agency was hot in his hand, he was about to be taken away by his grandfather to Murong Fu, and Murong Bing's heart was as painful as a knife.

Is it true that women are meant to be sacrificed?

Not only to snatch the agency, but also to force the remarriage!

Murong Bing's heart was extremely sad, and the sense of belonging to the family was constantly eroding.

"Bingbing, don't cry. ”

Jiang Han took his wife into his arms and said solemnly: "Believe me, no one can snatch your agency." ”

"But grandpa, they ......"

Murong Bing couldn't help but cry again.

"I know you're worried, but didn't I tell you that we're also going through the back door?"

Jiang Han took out a tissue from his pocket, gently wiped the tears from his face for his wife, and said patiently: "Today, even if the Jiang family has no connections, they can't get the agency, let alone Murong Fu, believe me, there will be no problem." ”

Jiang Han's comfort poured into Murong Bing's heart like a warm current, making Murong Bing feel extremely warm.

Leaning on Jiang Han's arms, Murong Bing felt so down-to-earth for the first time.

She didn't choose such a man, she chose Zhao Tiandong, the prodigal son, isn't that blind.

"Did you really ask a friend for help?"

Thinking of Jiang Han's indifferent performance at the venue, Murong Bing was sure that someone must have secretly helped, otherwise it would be impossible for her to get a proxy worth as much as one billion with her qualifications.

"Hmm. ”

Jiang Han nodded and said, "I know a few rich friends." ”

"Okay. ”

Hearing Jiang Han's words, Murong Bing didn't ask who the rich friend was, after all, this was Jiang Han's personal privacy.

However, thinking that Jiang Han didn't have any friends, Murong Bing's heart suddenly lifted, and his face changed in shock: "You won't order the Yang family to do things for you as Zhanzun, right?"

“......”

At this moment, Jiang Han suddenly found that he couldn't answer the words.