The will must not be in the hands of Ye Qianmo. So where did the will go?

Ember felt a burst of remorse, and he might have really misunderstood. There may be something wrong with the box, and haven't the letters in the box also disappeared?

Lan Feng received a call from Ember in the middle of the night.

"Lan Feng, you hurry up and go back to Jiang Yu. ”

"What's the matter, brother? You forgot, there's been a lot going on at the headquarters lately. I couldn't leave for a while. ”

"Then you try to adjust the time slot and see when you can go back. ”

"What's wrong, brother, is something wrong? Do you have to fly back?"

"Ye Qianmo is now in China, and I don't want to startle the snake. Just be sure, I think something could happen. ”

Lan Feng laughed when he heard this, when did the night embers start to rely on their feelings? women are men's land, white moonlight is on the land, and red roses are intertwined on the land. Even if it is the kind of "footless bird" in Ah Fei's main story, he will die on land.

"Okay brother. I will go back as soon as possible. ”

There was silence at Nightash. The weightless words are like melon seeds spitting out their shells, and they are exposed, but they do not fall to the ground. So it was like talking endlessly.

He hung up the phone and went back to sleep, waking up the next day thinking it was a dream.

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Xiang Yirou came home that day and smelled of perfume.

Zhang Hua sat in the living room, as if he was hugging left and right.

Xiang Yirou wrinkled her nose in disgust, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Zhang Hua, are you disgusting? You raised a daughter outside, found a golden rooster to find a phoenix, and brought people home? Do you want to be ashamed?"

Zhang Hua's eyes widened, "I don't have a face? You eat mine and use mine, do you have the face to say this? What are you? Don't look in the mirror, heh! Your face is like a deflated bean! You are a tree and a pillow from top to bottom!"

Xiang Yi's soft lips trembled for a while, she was indeed charmless, and she stayed motionless all day long, boiling into a sick piece of lard. She hated herself, life, and Zhang Hua to the extreme.

"Did I eat yours and use yours?" Xiang Yirou sneered, his face falling like an upside-down peach.

"Zhang Hua, don't be complacent, just wag your tail to the sky! What kind of salivating thing are you? Our Xiang family is just a dog, and you have only been proud for a few days and you have treated yourself as a person? To tell you the truth, I have put up with you for a long time!"

"Bear with me for a long time?" Zhang Hua suddenly bounced up from the sofa. Like an owl popping out of a tricky box. The two mustaches kicked out, with horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes. He has only recently adopted this appearance, as if he was a natural entrepreneur, but in fact it is very incompatible with himself.

Zhang Hua pointed a finger at Xiang Yirou, wishing to poke a hole in it. "What are you messing with? Without my Zhang family, your Xiang family is just a broken can and iron tile with gold edges! Without my Zhang family, your Xiang family is not the same as garbage!"

With that, he laughed out loud again, pointing at her and smiling and smiling. "Look at you, look at you! You're not a! People don't want you with anything Kang wants that! It's not because you're cheap! You're and cheap!"

Kangcheng is a taboo for Xiang Yirou, she went crazy when she heard it, raised her two arms, and whipped Zhang Hua in the face. Zhang Hua didn't let her either, slapped her face in the face, and gave Xiang a soft blow.

"Divorce!" he shouted with his mouth wide open, like a gust of wind blowing from a cave.

Before Xiang Yirou had time to associate with this level, her heart was already terrifying. But all men, announcing this decision, are deliberate in this regard. He must have been on his way to plotting a divorce from her.

The industry belongs to Xiang's, and who must be in charge. Similar to the British royal family, there is no real power, and the outside world urgently needs the conservatism and security behind formalism. It's an empty shell, but it's also a signboard. Xiang Yirou didn't believe that Zhang Hua had the courage to do this.

Zhang Hua used a tepid attitude to let her know that she was ambitious. He wants to make Xiang change his face and become his.

"Become the Zhang family?" Xiang Yirou was still stunned, but Ren Yiyu suddenly convulsed and laughed: "Become the Zhang family, use the resources of the Xiang family? Zhang Hua, do you have any brains? You are not only ruining the reputation of the Xiang family, but also ruining the foundation of your ancestors." Others help you, but because this company has hung up Xiang's signboard, how many catties do you think you have? I swallowed fireflies in my throat - my mouth didn't make a sound, but my stomach understood. ”

This mother-in-law is still somewhat dignified. Zhang Hua immediately sobered up, he really didn't have many catties, but he was supported by his old son. But if you change the signboard, it's very different. What do people say? Zhongshan wolf, or is it difficult to operate? The risk is immeasurable.

Zhang Hua hummed and interrupted: "It's okay if you don't change the signboard, don't bother me." ”

"When I don't know what you think?" Xiang Yirou heard a little wind recently, and she was already ready to move. As long as she doesn't get divorced, she can also curry favor with this husband in disguise, and she won't be a little jealous anyway.

"You want Yizhen, don't you?" Xiang Yirou stared at Zhang Hua.

Zhang Hua immediately suppressed his excitement, but shook his head, smiled and shyly: "I can't help it, she's-"

"Nightash didn't want her a long time ago, don't you know?" Xiang Yirou smiled. "I want half of the equity in your hand, and I'll keep it and get Yizhen. What do you think? Didn't she ruin your leg? What a price, she's worth it. ”

Zhang Hua asked, "Nightash will never want her anymore?" Where did you hear that?"

"What a fool. Xiang Yirou turned around and left, as if disdainful. Zhang Hua took the handle more and more, sticking it like candy, and he was a "good person" in one bite.

"She killed Chairman Ye, do you think he will want her? Why do you believe what she says? Don't you know that she is the most deceitful?"

Zhang Hua was silent. Xiang Yirou said again: "If something happens, it's mine, now you can rest assured, right?"

"Fifty percent is too much, and the stocks are in my dad's hands. Up to 30%. Zhang Hua said. For the first time, the two agreed.

Yizhen went to the hospital again that night and relapsed for the fourth time. She didn't expect to be healed, the air was full of twilight, and death was floating on the rooftops, facing her.

Yizhen grinned, his lips were skinned, and he frowned in pain. The phone rang.

"Yizhen, I have something to talk to you about. "Xiang to judo.

If she doesn't look for herself, she will look for her. Yizhen didn't readily admit it, and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Ms. Xiang made a mistake when she said she was considering selling some of her shares.

"I don't have any money. "Yizhendao, and at the same time, he also reconnoitred Xiang Yirou's tentative thoughts, and if he didn't have money, he would break off with Yeshen. It doesn't matter, Yizhen's current mentality is to completely regard death as home.

Xiang Yirou was really stunned and smiled: "Don't you have a letter?"