Invalid refusal to marry: the young wife downstairs is hard to serve

Zhan Qulin was the first to stand up, and frantically rushed to the lawyer and stretched out his hand to pull over the will. It was just a thin layer of paper, but it contained more than one billion yuan of wealth.

"It's impossible. You guys forged it. It must be. How could Mom not give me a share? Zhan Heyan must have been made by you!"

He gritted his teeth and tore off the piece of paper in front of him, as if it wasn't enough, he stared angrily at Zhan Heyan who was not far away, as if he was about to pounce on him and tear him up at any time.

Yuan Yilan had a look of hatred on her face, looking at Qiao Yiqiao, she wished she could eat her raw, her eyes were about to pop out: "How is this possible, as for me, I have worked hard for this family all my life, so why can't I compare with you?" Qiao Yiqiao, Qiao Yiqiao, if you force the old lady to sign, I know you have no good intentions!"

"This is a fact. The will existed a long time ago. These are just copies. If you have any disagreements, you can sue directly, and we will accompany you to the end."

Lawyer Chen sneered and took out the photocopies he had prepared, one for each person, so that they could read the writing on it clearly.

"As for the shares donated to Ms. Qiao Yiqiao, Ms. Qiao Yiqiao signed the equity transfer agreement yesterday, and the beneficiary is her husband Zhan Heyan."

Immediately, Zhan Yulin's roar and Yuan Yilan's distressed voice could only be heard in the living room. Zhan Yuchen sat on the sofa and looked at the small villa given to him above, and smiled softly in his heart.

The shares that have been fighting for several years are over like this, and in the end they all fell into the hands of Zhan Heyan.

Zhan Qulin's eyes were red, but he had no choice but to smash things in the old house to vent his anger.

"Don't smash it, it's all money, don't smash it!"

Yuan Yilan crawled over weeping, grabbed Zhan Qulin's leg and tried to stop it, but was kicked far away by Zhan Qulin, vomiting blood.

The noise behind them can no longer affect them, goodbye at the old house!

For a whole day, Zhan Heyan locked himself in the study and could not come out, eating and drinking were brought in and out, even Qiao Yiqiao was not allowed to enter.

The two people are separated by a wall, each sad.

In the evening, Qiao Yiqiao finally couldn't take it anymore, walked into the study, smelled the strong smell of tobacco so disgusting that he wanted to vomit, and felt a sharp pain in his heart: "Uncle, let's have some food."

Zhan Heyan blinked his sour eyes, and then came back to his senses, his dim eyes flashed slightly: "Let's eat."

The two of them took a shower, changed their clothes, went downstairs, ate something casually, and then leaned on the sofa in a daze.

"I promised her that I would definitely find the real culprit who killed grandpa, but unfortunately she hasn't found it yet, so she..." Zhan Heyan pursed his lips, raised his head to prevent tears from falling, and there was deep grief in his eyes.

Grandpa is the person he respects the most, and grandma is the person he owes.

Qiao Yiqiao lowered her head, hugged his waist gently, and patted his back awkwardly to comfort him.

"After you find out, let's go to grandpa's tombstone and tell them. They will definitely forgive you. Grandpa will not be disappointed if you work so hard and are so capable."

After one night, Zhan Heyan completely restored his vigorous and vigorous style of work and rectified the company. In less than two days, as many as 50 people resigned from the head office of the Zhan Group. Appoint new people to replace them.

The Zhan Group has really changed.

In contrast, Qiao Yiqiao is much more relaxed and at ease. She draws comics during the day and sleeps at night. Don’t be too moist in life. Even if she lives, she will always feel a little boring, but before she gets bored, she has something to look for. It's time to come.

Qiao Aosheng, who hadn't seen him for a long time, called again to contact him.

Qiao Yiqiao glanced at the screen, the disgust flashed by, but he continued, sometimes life still needs some condiments.

"Is something wrong?"

The cold tone did not dampen the other party's enthusiasm.

When Qiao Aosheng heard her answering the phone, he yelled louder: "Your birthday will be in two days. Dad has ignored you all these years. Why don't you come back and let's celebrate your birthday together?"

Qiao Yiqiao couldn't help but want to vomit in the deliberately flattering tone. She took a deep breath and interrupted his hypocrisy in a cold voice: "We have already severed the parent-child relationship. I don't think I can call you dad now, right?"

"But the law doesn't recognize it." Qiao Aosheng said rascally, his voice couldn't help but be proud: "Come back soon, or I will go to the Zhan Group to find my uncle and ask him to take my daughter home with me. I think he will be very happy." willing."

Qiao Yiqiao suddenly turned cold, and wanted to speak again but was hung up on the phone directly. He had nowhere to vent his anger, so he had to slam himself on the sofa, beat and hugged to vent.

After Qiao Aosheng's trouble at Hogarth's gate last time, Qiao Yiqiao probably knows how shameless this person can be. As long as it is beneficial to him, he probably can do it even if he takes his face off. Responding with a smile, after such a long time, maybe the face is not so important to him anymore.

Just go, could they still eat themselves?
Qiao Yiqiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his face was full of coldness.

On her birthday, early in the morning, Qiao Yiqiao was waiting to see Zhan Heyan to surprise herself, but she didn't expect that he went to work early, leaving behind a bed that was slightly warm, showing that someone had slept here just now.

"Uncle, you will lose me if you do this!" She touched the warm place with her hand, snorted softly, got up and got out of bed to eat.

After eleven o'clock, Qiao Aosheng called twice, urging her to go back quickly.

It was after one o'clock that Qiao Yiqiao packed up, dressed like a queen, and drove home in the car.

Qiao's villa is quieter than ever.

There are one or two leaves hanging from the trees on both sides of the road, hanging in the air if they can't fall off.

Qiao Yiqiao reached out and took a piece gently, put it in the palm of his hand and blew it, it was gone.

"Why do you have time today to remember my birthday?"

Qiao Yiqiao walked into the door with her head down, sarcasm, and was about to change her shoes when she saw a figure beside Qiao Aosheng: "Hey, isn't this Qiao Yiyan? Didn't you move out with your mother? Why are you still living here?"

This was really a slap in the face, Qiao Aosheng's face sank, the smile just now had disappeared, and he was about to get angry, Qiao Yiyan who was beside him quickly took over the words: "How could it be possible that my sister is not here for her birthday, today I will personally order it!" The chef cooks what you like to eat."

Do it by hand?

Could there be poison in it?
Qiao Yiqiao frowned, walked in unhurriedly, and said coolly: "Then I dare not eat it, maybe there is something in it."

Does she look like an idiot?

Qiao Yiyan smiled awkwardly, helped Qiao Aosheng to sit at the table, and greeted Qiao Yiqiao with her backhand: "Sit down quickly, there is only one last dish left."

This kind of hypocrisy is completely useless to Qiao Yiqiao, she doesn't need to look, she knows that this person must have thought of something in his mind, but she just doesn't know what is behind this flattery.

Halfway through the meal, Qiao Aosheng remembered, patted his head and waved his hands: "Yiyan, you forgot the cake."

Qiao Yiyan was stunned for a moment, with an apologetic smile on her face, she quickly ran into the kitchen and came out after a while: "I made this specially for you, it didn't look good the first time."

"Today is your 23rd birthday, let's hurry up and light the candles."

"22 is old."

Qiao Yiqiao corrected lightly, with a vague smile on his face, raised his brows, and spread out an air full of flamboyance: "Tell me, what do you want today?"

This time, both of their faces were not very good-looking, and the fig leaf on their faces was completely lifted.

Qiao Aosheng still wanted to maintain his image of a loving father, but his face was livid, and he said calmly, "I just want to celebrate your birthday."

He was courteous for nothing, raped or stolen, Qiao Yiqiao felt that he had such a kind heart, and watched him change from anger to sadness to embarrassment, and finally there was only silence in the air.

"Can you talk now?"

She felt that she was running out of patience, and this false appearance made her sick.

"Eat and talk."

This one-man show was still sung by him like this.

Qiao Yiqiao narrowed his eyes, leaned back on the chair, and listened to him.

"Your sister has nothing to do at home now. I heard that you plan to set up some charitable foundation. You see, if you want to draw comics and no one manages it, let your sister help you. That's not very good."

Qiao Aosheng stopped his chopsticks, and looked at Qiao Yiqiao with burning eyes. Even Qiao Yiyan stopped, full of anticipation.

foundation?
How do they know the news?

"How did you know that?"

Qiao Yiyan and Qiao Aosheng looked at each other, and a smile flashed across their faces.

"Madam Zhan left you all the cash before she died. Everyone knows it. By the way, what else did the old lady leave for you? You have to hold it tightly in your own hands. my own."

Qiao Aosheng's face was already happy, as if thinking of the future where Qiao Yiqiao gave him all those properties.

Qiao Yiqiao snorted softly, and couldn't help but feel relieved. It seems that the people behind this still know that they can't disclose the shares.

"These have nothing to do with the Qiao family, right? The matter of the foundation has not been settled yet, and I don't know when I will hand it over to He Yan. Otherwise, do you have time to go over and ask?"

She didn't believe that he really dared to ask!

Qiao Aosheng's face froze for a moment, and Qiao Yiyan lightly touched the angry reprimand before turning back.

"Then you will take your sister to the charity auction held by the Song family in a few days. Your surname is Qiao. Don't forget, if the Qiao family is not good, your life in the Zhan family will not be easy."

Qiao Yiqiao ignored these words, but in his heart he was thinking about what he meant, why did he bring Qiao Yiyan with him everywhere?
"Okay, call me when the time comes, and I'll take you in."

As for going in, it's none of her business.

The meal was tasteless, and Qiao Yiqiao walked out of the villa with a sigh of relief.

As soon as I got in the car, I saw a phone call.

It's Zhan Heyan.

Why are you calling at this time?