Almost at the same time as Jiang Cheng's words fell!

Thirteen tens of millions of luxury cars under the Jiangshan Consortium were parked at the gate of the Xia family.

"This ...... This is the Jiang family's car?"

"How is that possible!"

"Why is Cheng Zhihui of the Cheng family here?" everyone stared at this scene in disbelief.

They read it right.

People who are not members of the Jiang family are not eligible for transfer.

"Crunch!" Led by Cheng Zhihui, groups of black-clothed people came down, all dressed in the costumes of the Jiangshan Foundation, and walked violently carrying thirteen coffins.

And then!

With a bang, the coffin was thrown in front of Mrs. Xia and the Xia family!

"Enlighten the Inheritance!"

"Gifts delivered. ”

"Please instruct—" Everyone, including Cheng Zhihui, the young master of the first family of the East City, was all saluting towards Jiang Chengbei, and the voice that shook people's blood boiled made the audience dumbfounded.

Xia Xinyi felt that her eyes were starting to darken.

Xia Mu pointed to Jiang Cheng's figure, looked at Cheng Zhihui's bowing action, and asked in shock: "Young Master Cheng, you, what are you doing?"

"He's a pauper, why are you saluting him?!"

"Don't be deceived by his appearance, he's a ......"

However!

Xia Mu's words are not finished.

"Huh-" Cheng Zhihui stood up straight, he raised his head, and sneered and swept over Xia Mu, Xia Xinyi, and all the Xia family members present who looked down on Jiang Cheng.

Suddenly, he slashed down a series of words that made them unstable: "Hehe, Jiang Cheng is just a waste?

"Jiang Cheng is the 25-year-old president behind Chengtian Group!"

"Jiang Cheng is the only heir of the Kyoto Jiangshan Foundation!"

"Jiang Cheng is the investment director of tens of thousands of enterprises in China!"

"Xia Xinyi, why do you think my uncle would be respectful to him? Why do you think those princes in Kyoto would come to give Xia Xi a birthday gift?"

"Why do you think the chairman of Huacheng Real Estate gave him a villa of 20 million?"

"Do you think, why did your dead grandfather try to ask you to marry Jiang Cheng?"

That's it.

Cheng Zhihui took out a will from his pocket.

This will was found in the room of the Xia family's old mansion the day before yesterday, and this will fell to the ground at that time, and Cheng Zhihui, who was found, put it away.

Now, just in time, it comes in handy.

He slapped the will on Xia Xinyi's face!

"Xia Xinyi, Aunt Xia, and everyone in your Xia family. ”

"Eyes wide open!"

"Look at your old man, what will he left for Xia Xi before he died!" After Cheng Zhihui finished speaking, he stood back to Jiang Cheng's side.

Jiang Cheng not only wants to destroy the Xia family today, but also wants Xia Xinyi to repent of not being at the beginning, and even more wants to make the powerful Xia Xinyi and the Xia family despair!

Jiang Cheng sneered like this, watching Xia Xinyi pick up the will with a twisted brow.

A bad premonition flashed in the Xia family's heart.

"Boom-" They all came to Xia Xinyi's face, and those eyes looked towards the will.

Catch your eye!

It's the handwriting that's too familiar to be familiar.

"This, this is Dad's word!"

"This is indeed the handwriting of the third uncle, that's right, this is the will left by the third uncle. Xinyi, what's written on it, let's see, let's look at ......" As he spoke, the Xia family couldn't say any more.

Because—

The will is clearly and unambiguously written-