"Did you find it?"

Chevrier asked with a cold face.

The subordinate nodded and handed the box in his hand to her: "Madam, only you know the contents of this will. ”

There is no second person in this world!

In other words, the people who should be dealt with have already been dealt with!

"You go down first and call Mu Han over!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

The bodyguard respectfully stepped back and led the door.

The room suddenly fell silent, and Chevrette placed the box on the table, staring heavily at what was in front of her with dark eyes marked by age.

I didn't expect him to draw up a will really early!

She didn't dare to open it, afraid that she would be disappointed when she saw the contents.

After sitting for a long time, knowing the sound of footsteps outside the door, Chevle opened the box, and in addition to a will that had been prepared, there was also a delicate but age-rich box.

When I opened it, there was a delicate ring.

She had seen this ring on Ning Chu's hand before, and it was a wedding ring given to her by Zhan Bei.

It's just that Ning Chu was carried away by love at that time, and said innocently: "As long as I am with you, even if it is a woolly straw ring, I want it." ”

Therefore, she has been wearing the silver ring given to her by Zhanbei.

On the day she left, the sky-high ring was smashed in Zhanbei's face by her.

I thought I couldn't find it, but I didn't expect it to be put away by Zhanbei himself and hidden for more than 20 years.

For more than twenty years, he must have been thinking about that woman day and night!

Amusing!

Chevrier threw the box into the big box, opened the will with a slight tremor in her fingertips, and saw the lines of words inside, her eyes slowly turned red, and her breathing became more and more rapid because of anger......

She had a string in her head all the time, and when she saw the last few words, the string broke with a "bang"!

Chevle's body took two steps back, and her body slammed into the corner of the table, about to erupt.

It won't be like this, it won't be like this!

Zhanbei, how can you be ruthless to this point!

She's his wife!

"Bastard, bastard—"

Chevle's body collapsed to the ground, and she grabbed the will on the ground, her scarlet eyes a little colder.

In the next second, the will with the seal was torn to shreds by her!

"Zhanbei, I hate you, I hate you!"

In three or two clicks, the will turned into a pile of waste paper, like snowflakes falling from the sky.

It's hopelessly beautiful!

——

When Zhan Muhan pushed the door open and entered, Xue Fu'er was sitting on the sofa, with a pair of red eyes as if she had just cried, staring at him coldly and indifferently.

"Mother!"

Zhan Muhan's hair was a little messy, his eyes were tired, and he still had the slap marks on his face today.

The whole person looked decadent, without a trace of the second young master of the war family in the past, who was high-spirited, noble and clear.

It's only been a long time since he left the castle before he made himself look like this!

Chevle pursed her pale prismatic lips, her fingertips scratched by the hard paper, and the blood had dried up.

stood up and walked directly to Zhan Muhan, wanting to raise his hand to touch his son's beaten face.

But before he could touch it, he was pushed away by Zhan Muhan.

"What is Mother looking for me?"

The tone is cold, worse than to a stranger.

But she was his mother!

She really doubted that this child was not the meat that fell from her body, otherwise why would she be so cold to her!

"Now that your father is dead, you have nothing left of the Zhan family. Zhan Muhan, what are you going to do? ”

Zhan Muting has the identity of the heir, and Zhan Muqing holds most of the power of the Zhan family.

Zhan Muhan, nothing!

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I'm going to stay up late and write two more chapters, even more at a little or so.