The wife escaped and the president sent people to block the entire city

Lu Xiaoyao immediately went back to share the good news with Ma Xianglan, "My father didn't make a will, let's pick a day to register!"

"What did he say?" Ma Xianglan thought, even if the old man in his eighties did not think about making a will, Xia Qianqian beside him was so smart and cunning, and the eldest son of the Lu family was cruel, cold and domineering. The Lu family was rich and powerful, it was impossible that they did not remind grandpa to make a will.

This question stumped Lu Xiaoyao. His grandfather did not give him a definite answer, but just asked him to guess.

"My dad asked me to guess, and I guessed he didn't make a will."

After hearing what Lu Xiaoyao said, Ma Xianglan felt like someone poured a bucket of cold water over her head.

Ma Xianglan didn’t know whether she should take the risk and register with Lu Xiaoyao?

After registering, she would be the daughter-in-law of the Lu family and could live a life of luxury, but she was afraid that her grandfather would not give Lu Xiaoyao any property.

If she doesn't register, she will never have a name and will never be able to hold her head up.

No matter what Ma Xianglan did, it was all for her son. Thinking of Lu Zichen, she suddenly remembered something.

Before, Lu Xiaoyao told her that all descendants of the Lu family could get one million pocket money every month.

Grandpa has known about Lu Zichen's existence for some time, but he has not yet fulfilled his promise.

Ma Xianglan asked Lu Xiaoyao to ask her grandfather for money.

Grandpa agreed to give Lu Zichen one million pocket money every month because he was of Lu family blood, but the prerequisite was that he had to have a meal with grandpa every week.

Grandpa didn't want Lu Xiaoyao and Ma Xianglan to know about the triplets, so he chose his own big hotel as the venue for the family dinner.

Anyway, the big hotel is our own, and there is no difference between having a meal in the big hotel and at home.

Ma Xianglan also came along.

As soon as Lu Xiaoyao saw his grandfather, he pulled him aside and asked, "Dad, why did you lie to me?"

"When did I lie to you? What did I lie to you about?"

"It's about making a will. Do you have a will?"

Grandpa knew that Lu Xiaoyao would not have so many thoughts, and Lu Xiaoyao had never asked about the will before.

Asking this question every day is definitely not Lu Xiaoyao's wish, but Ma Xianglan's intention. Ma Xianglan has forced Lu Xiaoyao into a corner, so Lu Xiaoyao is forcing his grandfather.

"Coward!" Grandpa cursed and then went back to the private room angrily.

With so many people from the Lu family gathered together, Lu Zichen only called him grandpa and then kept his head down playing games the whole time.

Looking at this second-generation rich kid who is hopeless, grandpa's face is darker than Bao Gong's.

Lu Yichen has no feelings for this half-brother, and whether his brother is good or bad does not affect his mood.

The more Lu Zichen degenerates, the happier Lu Yichen becomes. This is a kind of revenge against Lu Xiaoyao.

Because Lu Xiaoyao has always held Lu Zichen in the palm of his hand, Lu Yichen wants to know whether his younger brother, who was raised in the palm of his hand, will become a dragon or a worm in the end?

If it was a bug, Lu Yichen would only gloat over its misfortune. If it was a dragon, he would let his younger brother have a place in Fengchen Group in the future.

Ma Xianglan tugged at the corner of Lu Xiaoyao's clothes and asked quietly, "Did your father make a will?"

"He doesn't say."

"Don't you have any way to get some information out of him?"

"He walked away angrily. Should I grab him, pry open his mouth, and force him to tell the truth?"

Ma Xianglan: “…”

She didn't dare to force Lu Xiaoyao to register anymore. She thought that if she wanted her grandfather to accept her, she could only do something to move him.

Seeing that her grandfather looked unhappy, Ma Xianglan guessed that he must be dissatisfied with Lu Zichen.

The ordered dishes have been served one after another. Ma Xianglan asked Lu Zichen to put his phone away and play games after dinner.

Lu Zichen was unwilling to do so because he was at his peak and could not withdraw at will.

Ma Xianglan picked up a few pieces of meat and put them in Lu Zichen's bowl. He held the phone in both hands and kept tapping the screen. He couldn't stop at all, and the pieces of meat remained in the bowl.

Grandpa glared at Lu Xiaoyao, meaning to say, look at the son you raised, he is willing to degenerate.

In order to show that he was not a loser, Lu Xiaoyao said something to Lu Zichen. "Will playing games fill your stomach? Put your phone down and eat."

Lu Zichen always treated Lu Xiaoyao as if he were air and never listened to him.

Seeing that Lu Zichen didn't react, Lu Xiaoyao reached out to grab his phone.

Lu Zichen was busy tapping on the screen with his hands and didn't hold the phone firmly, so Lu Xiaoyao snatched it away.

Lu Zichen was having the most exciting time and couldn't stop at all. If he quit, he would have to start all over again.

Lu Zichen hated it most when others stopped him from reaching his peak. He stood up and pounced on Lu Xiaoyao like an angry lion. "Give me back my phone."

Everyone was looking at Lu Xiaoyao and his son Lu Zichen. Lu Xiaoyao felt embarrassed for failing to subdue Lu Zichen.

In order to save face, he toughened up and yelled at Lu Zichen: "I will return your phone after you have eaten your fill."

"I'm in the peak game and can't stop. Can't I eat after I finish?"

"Is your game more important now, or is eating more important?"

"Of course the game is important."

After hearing what Lu Zichen said, Lu Xiaoyao felt very disappointed. This son was spoiled by Ma Xianglan.

Oh, I'd better return the phone to him.

However, Lu Xiaoyao pressed the screen-off button and returned it to Lu Zichen.

He did it on purpose.

Lu Zichen took back his phone and saw that he had exited the game interface. This round was wasted and he had to start over again.

Suddenly, with a "bang", Lu Zichen slammed his phone on the table, and the screen shattered immediately.

Enraged and humiliated, Lu Zichen glared at Lu Xiaoyao, wishing he could strangle him to death.

Lu Xiaoyao was afraid that the young and strong Lu Zichen would strangle him to death if he got impulsive, so he quickly kicked Ma Xianglan's feet twice.

Lu Zichen was very angry and Ma Xianglan didn't dare to speak.

The last time Ma Xianglan went to Qingyun Shopping Mall was to buy a new mobile phone for Lu Zichen.

He bought this cell phone last time, and after using it for just over a month, he broke the screen again.

The phone he used for the longest time was the one he used last year, for a full three months.

After the mobile phone screen is repaired, the sensitivity is not as good as the original one.

Needless to say, once the phone is broken, you have to buy a new one.

This phone is not cheap either, it costs more than 10,000 yuan.

The clothes and shoes that Lu Zichen wore were all branded. The clothes cost hundreds of thousands, and his outfit today cost over a million.

Ma Xianglan has spent a lot of money on him over the years.

Lu Yichen had never worn such expensive clothes. Looking at Lu Zichen was like watching someone playing with a monkey. He sneered in his heart.

He was afraid that his grandfather would listen to Lu Xiaoyao and let Lu Zichen be the president, but now he is no longer worried.

Lu Zichen can't even be a good person, so how could his grandfather hand over Fengchen Group to him?

"Humph, if you think you can snatch the position of CEO from me, you can just dream on!"