After passing through the book, the CEO of a wealthy family is a vicious female supporting character

System: [Host, I just asked the headquarters, and the background shows that Mr. Zhao’s inner mood fluctuations have indeed been detected.

The data fed back by the headquarters shows that Zhao Fucong really likes his nominal son and treats this child sincerely.

...Host, your human emotions are too complicated. I'm just a high-dimensional virtual big data, I don't understand. 】

Ruan Qiao: [9527, it’s not just you, Cousin Cong is like this, even a human like me can’t understand it. 】

The Zhao family was noisy like boiling millet porridge, and Zhao Zhiguo ignored what was going on outside the window, focusing only on Ruan Qiao. His eyes were like a demon, and he could only see Ruan Qiao.

He is useless, but he knows that now only the Ruan family is willing and able to save him!

Zhao Zhiguo: [My niece is the life-saving straw of our Zhao family! ! 】

Zhao Zhiguo burst into tears and crawled to his knees in front of his niece. He cried and held Ruan Qiao's arm, crying and begging:

"Xiao Qiao, help uncle, give me some money. Uncle's capital chain is broken, 8 million, no, 5 million! As long as you give me 5 million, I will pay you back double after I get over it!

Xiao Qiao, I beg you as my uncle.

...The property that the Zhao family has on hand was built by your mother back then. This is the hard work of your deceased mother, my only sister. You're not willing to see your mother's last career in this world go up in smoke, right? Right? Xiao Qiao! "

"Shut up! Zhao Zhiguo, you still have the nerve to mention my mother! If it weren't for you, would my mother have died?"

With one sentence, the whole audience was shocked!

Ruan Qiao was really angry. She was disgusted by Zhao Zhiguo's shamelessness, and she threw away Zhao Zhiguo's hand.

After the words were spoken, Ruan Qiao had no intention of acting and instead stared at him fiercely.

"Xiao Qiao, you...you know?"

"I'm not stupid! Do you think I won't investigate it myself if my dad doesn't tell me about it and you don't dare to say it?

Back then, Mrs. Ruan suffered a massive hemorrhage during childbirth. Do you think you could hide it? ?

When I was a child, I was always confused: How did my mother die? All medical data showed that she was in good health during the pregnancy and that the baby was in the right position.

I was born at full term, not too big or too small, not too early, not too late, everything was suitable for a natural delivery. However, I was just a little bit noisy, so why did I have a hemorrhage that was hopeless?

Looking at today's scene now, can't we think of those years ago?

Back then, all members of your Zhao family knelt down to beg my mother! Excite my mom! Grab my mom! Drained all her blood! Drain her life! "

Ruan Qiao almost shouted the last sentence. There was an unspeakable bitterness and soreness in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes.

System: [Host, the original owner’s mood swings have been detected. You are now in a state of empathy, please control yourself.

Otherwise, it cannot be ruled out that the original owner's consciousness controls this body. 】

Ruan Qiao: [...Okay, with your words, I calmed down instantly. 】

"Xiao Qiao! I'm sorry for you, uncle is sorry for you! Sister, I was wrong, I am a sinner! I am a sinner of the Zhao family!"

Zhao Zhiguo cried loudly. The 50-year-old man collapsed on the ground and hit his head hard with both fists.

Zhao Zhiguo has always felt guilty about what happened back then. He knows that he directly forced his sister to death and it was his own uselessness.

He hated his own.

In the past, when Zhao Xue was still there, she was a married woman who supported the Zhao family's business; after his sister's death, his entire family and career had to be supported by his brother-in-law.

He understood very early that he was not good at doing business - but he couldn't fail, and the Zhao family's business couldn't fail.

If the Zhao family enterprise collapses, Zhao Zhiguo will be nothing.