good night warlord

After the servant finished speaking, the whole restaurant fell into a dead silence.

Zhan Shifeng's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Gong Yimian, and found that the other party's expression was far calmer than he had imagined, and there was nothing unusual about him.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Zhan Baicang stared with angry eyes, which were embedded in the deeply sunken eye sockets. The sharp cold light made people frightened. Pressed out between teeth:
"What did you say?"

The powerful coercion spread throughout the restaurant, making people breathless, and the servants around did not dare to breathe, let alone look up at the gossip between the masters.

Murongli was worried that the old man would be overwhelmed by the stimulation and die, that would be bad, and this matter needs the old man to preside over the overall situation, so she kindly warned:
"Grandpa, you can't be overjoyed with your body. Now it's just some rumors. It won't be too late for you to get angry after the investigation."

Zhan Baicang suppressed his surging anger when he heard Murongli's words, and asked the kneeling two people again:
"Say it again."

The servant was trembling with fear, and couldn't even speak coherently:
"I...I also listened...to what others said...that the young master's body is... not good at all, Miss Gong...Miss Gong is conceived with another man...it is the young master of……"

Zhan Shifeng looked at the servant kneeling on the ground with dark eyes:
"Did you hear someone else say it? Who?"

The servant's whole body almost fell to the ground, and he explained timidly:

"I... I don't know him, I just heard it by accident..."

Gong Yimian folded her hands, sat down on a chair in the restaurant beside her, raised her chin slightly and said with a sneer:
"I heard it by accident? I'm afraid, some people taught you to say that."

After Gong Yimian finished speaking, her eyes drifted past Murongli intentionally or unintentionally.

Everyone saw Gong Yimian's eyes, and Feng's heart trembled during the war:
"Did you arrange this on purpose, just because you don't want me to have a future?"

Murongli did not expect Gong Yimian to turn this matter on his own head:

"Gong Yimian, you are not allowed to talk nonsense, why should I arrange this?"

"I didn't say it was arranged by you, it was seated by you yourself."

"You..." Murongli realized that she had fallen into Gong Yimian's trap. Fortunately, she had thought of letting Gong Yimian marry Shi Yan's own daughter-in-law before, but she didn't expect Gong Yimian to turn her face and deny her in the blink of an eye:

"Hmph, I won't do this kind of thing. You can ask the two of them if I arranged this matter."

How dare the two servants talk nonsense, each of them shook their heads like a rattle drum.

"No, no, it has nothing to do with Madam."

"We were not instructed by Madam, we were overheard by Madam when we were talking about this matter, that's why..."

Zhan Baicang's temples twitched when he heard the messy words you said and she said, he patted the armrest of the wheelchair and shouted coldly:
"Enough, is it important who arranged it? What matters is whether it is true or not?"

Murongli also nodded:

"The old man is right. It doesn't matter who spread the rumors. The important thing is whether the child in your stomach is from the blood of the Zhan family."

Wartime Feng somewhat urgently clarified:
"Of course, the child in Yimian's belly is mine."

Murong Li retorted coldly:

"What you say doesn't count, unless she goes for a DNA test."

"I'm her fiancé, why doesn't what I said count?" Feng Yan's voice in Wartime raised its pitch and became a bit hoarse and harsh.

Murong Li looked at his angry look, sneered and said:

"Because, it is rumored that you and Gong Yimian planned this. In order to compete with Shi Yan for the position of heir, they deliberately said that your body is already healed and can be passed on to the next generation."

"You..." Zhan Shifeng was grabbed by Murongli's sore foot, and felt guilty, the words stuck in his throat naturally, and he managed to utter a sentence after a long while:
"Bullshit."

"I don't know if it's nonsense, but the blood of the Zhan family cannot be tarnished.

I remember that when I was born, Empress Yan also took a paternity test, and the old man let me stay in the Zhan family. I believe this should be the Zhan family's family rules to ensure the cleanliness of the blood and the honor of the family.

Now that such rumors have come out, if we ignore them, I'm afraid it will spread more and more viciously. Therefore, in order to silence everyone, Gong Yimian is also asked to cooperate and do a paternity test. "

Murongli's words made Zhan Shifeng no longer have any excuses to shirk. If he refused again, I'm afraid the old man would really believe those rumors.

After listening to Murongli's words, Zhan Baicang nodded slightly, and looked at Gong Yimian who was sitting with a pair of sharp eyes.

They were also sitting, and Gong Yimian's attitude couldn't be called respectful, which made Zhan Baicang frowned:

"You go to the hospital to draw blood for identification tonight."

Facing Zhan Baicang's old and sharp gaze, Gong Yimian looked leisurely and confident:

"Okay, no problem, but what if the result of the paternity test proves that the child in my womb is Shifeng's? What is the old man going to do?"

"What do you want?"

"People say that a mother is more expensive than a child. I want 30.00% of Zhan's equity, and my son wants 20.00%. The rest, you can distribute the rest yourself."

Murong Li stared at the boss, she would never have imagined that Gong Yimian would take this opportunity to brazenly ask for equity.

And even the lion opened his mouth, she and her stomach don't know if the child of the wild species wants to open his mouth for 50.00% of Zhan's equity?

Is Gong Yimian crazy?
"Are you dreaming? Why do you get 50.00% of the equity of the consortium?" Murong Li directly retorted without thinking.

She has devoted so many years to the Zhan Clan, and she never expected that Zhan Baicang would give her 50.00% of the shares. Gong Yimian directly asked for [-]%, how could Murongli bear it.

Zhan Baicang also had the same meaning as Murongli:
"Even if you are really of the blood of the Zhan family, I can't give you 50.00% of the shares."

The corner of Gong Yimian's lips curled up, and she said with a cold smile:
"Then what else should I do for a paternity test? Just call it."

In a word, Zhan Baicang's blood soared.

Wartime Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately said:
"Grandpa, such rumors are an insult to Yi Mian and me, do you have the heart to watch us be so disgustingly smeared?"

Zhan Baicang looked at his eldest grandson in surprise, raised his hand tremblingly, and moved his fingers back and forth between Zhan Shifeng and Gong Yimian:

"You...you also think I should give her 50.00% equity?"

"Shouldn't it be? Grandpa, Yi Mian is always going to marry into the Zhan family. From now on, it will be a family. Isn't what's hers mine, and what's mine is the Zhan family's?"

Zhan Shifeng saw the old man's face gradually turning purple and black due to anger, and finished speaking with a smile on his face as a matter of course.

The raised fingers of Zhan Baicang froze on the face of his grandson Zhan Shifeng:

"I...I'm not dead yet, you are thinking about dividing up the family property, you...you..."

Murong Li saw that the old man's hands were so stiff that he couldn't move, and he seemed to be unable to breathe, so he called out worriedly:

"Old man... old man?" She impatiently breathed out Zhan Baicang's breath, and found that there was only air in and no air out, so she was anxious:

"Come on, come on, call the doctor, call the doctor..."