In the eyes of the old lady, it's not even as good as Huo Jingchen's hair!

Why?

Just because she Huo Pengpeng is a woman, she can't compare to the old lady's golden grandson everywhere?

Where is she Huo Pengpeng, where is she not as bad as Huo Jingchen, who is a bad-tempered, fierce and domineering man!

Huo Pengpeng walked out of the bedroom quickly with a calm face, and slammed the door shut, but what always came to mind was Mrs. Huo's will.

In the future, if Huo Jingchen is in charge of this family, where will there be a place for them?

Wouldn't they all have to look at his face?

How could Huo Jingchen give them good fruits to eat?

Huo Pengpeng turned around and went to Mrs. Huo's study, and at the same time sent her a text message.

Ten minutes later, Mrs. Huo hurried over, looked at Huo Peng with some eagerness, and said, "How is it?" What was found? ”

Huo Pengpeng lowered her eyes and said coldly: "The old lady left all the shares, property, and real estate to Huo Jingchen. ”

"What did you say!" Mrs. Huo suddenly stood up from the sofa, obviously a little difficult to calm down.

"I see that she still spoils this grandson very much in her heart, knowing that her time is short, she thinks about making a will, and she doesn't forget to think about Huo Jingchen until she dies." Huo Pengpeng sneered and spoke.

Mrs. Huo frowned, but gradually calmed down a little: "So the old man really had an accident?" ”

Huo Pengpeng said slowly: "I'm afraid it's almost too much, if the old man didn't have an accident and the old lady has been sick for so long, how could there be no trace except for those two phone calls that we haven't seen." ”

After a pause, Huo Pengpeng continued: "If the old man hadn't had an accident, the old lady would probably not be in such a hurry to make a will." ”

"So what do we do now?" Mrs. Huo said slowly.

"After all, we can't let Huo Jingchen really become the master of the Huo family like this, otherwise where will we have good fruits to eat in the future, I'm afraid that I will have to pick up my tail and be a man from now on." Huo Pengpeng spoke slowly, his eyes full of calculations.

"What are your plans?"

Huo Pengpeng was silent for a few seconds, and said slowly: "Wouldn't it be nice to let her change the will." ”

*

On this day, Zhao Siqing came back from work and returned to the small restaurant with Huo Jingchen, planning to cook something to eat by himself, and then send it to Huo Jingchen to the company.

During this time, the mountain rain is coming.

Although she didn't know what was going to happen, she knew that as Old Madam Huo's body was emaciating at a speed visible to the naked eye, everyone seemed to be tightening the strings, ready to go.

It's like an old man guarding a mountain of gold, and suddenly he is about to die.

And these jackals, tigers and leopards around her are all waiting for her to rush up and fight when she can't support it.

Inevitably, Huo Jingchen has been busy recently.

The outside world has even gradually spread various rumors such as the Huo family's chaos and Huo Jingchen's decline.

Zhao Siqing didn't ask him what he was busy with, but just used his spare time to supplement his knowledge of financial current affairs and financial management, while thinking about cooking himself so that he could eat more.

Zhao Siqing was busy for a long time, made four dishes and one soup, and then put them into the thermos bucket, and the phone suddenly rang.

She hurriedly wiped her hands and turned to answer the phone.

The call was made by Huo Jingchen, who seemed to be nervous about whether she had arrived home smoothly.

Before Zhao Siqing could say a few words to him, he heard a 'bang', which was the sound of a porcelain bowl breaking.

She hurriedly turned around and looked back.

I saw that Huo Wanwan, who had been circling around her legs before, jumped on the operating table and accidentally knocked over the fish soup she had worked so hard to make.