Chapter 542 I have three personalities! Hey, I’m pretending (87)

Fu Qiran raised the corner of his mouth. He slowly wiped the blood on his hands with the hem of his clothes, then carefully hugged her and embraced her with a smile.

"Jiaoyang, remember, as long as it is done for you, even if it is wrong, it is still right."

We only have each other.

But, fortunately.

we still have each other

She was stunned for half a second, looked up at him, and finally a smile appeared on her face.

That afternoon, Jiaoyang went to the cemetery to pay homage to her mother.

Pay homage to the great mother who everyone thought loved her dearly.

Jiaoyang smiled, came to the tomb, and gently touched the stone with her cold fingers.

"Mom, your daughter is not useless."

This was the first thing she said when she came here.

"Soon, the daughter you once thought was useless will take away everything that belongs to her. There is only one last step left. This step will be completed by me personally.

That man who hurt you so deeply, caused you to leave early, and caused us to be separated from our flesh and blood, will be punished soon. Your daughter will avenge you personally. I think you must be under Jiuquan.

I’m so happy.”

Jiaoyang raised the corners of her mouth and twisted her face.

"Soon. Soon I will ask him to accompany you. Don't be angry if I let you wait alone underground for a few more days."

After doing all this, she put her beret on her head and left in a special car.

Not long after Jiaoyang left, a man appeared from a short distance away. Looking at the overturned fruit plate and trampled flowers in front of the tombstone, he sighed helplessly.

He squatted down, picked up the fruits in the fruit plate one by one, and arranged them.

He lifted the flower up again and tried to straighten out the branches inside.

"The deceased is the elder. Children are willful. Don't argue with her."

"This is the company's transfer of rights. Dad sees that if there are no problems, just sign it."

Jiaoyang turned the pen in her hand, her legs resting on the glass table, and her brows were filled with carelessness.

Sheng Xianglin lowered his head and saw the share points between the two people displayed on it. He looked up in disbelief: "This is impossible!"

He understands the old stubbornness in his company very well, and there is no way he can delegate power no matter what!

"Nothing is impossible," Jiaoyang shrugged, put an elbow on the back of the chair, with a mocking look on his face, and slowly uttered a few words: "Dad, it's you who are getting old."

Sheng Xianglin still started to call in disbelief, but no one answered the call.

Jiaoyang didn't pay attention to his actions and just said to herself.

"The future of the Sheng family has been injected with fresh blood. The Sheng family will be handed over to me sooner or later anyway, so why do you have to resist so much now? If you sign it obediently, you can still be an emperor in name only, which is better than being exiled."

"What did you do? What did you do?" Sheng Xianglin suddenly glared at her, "All of this was the result of my hard work with them back then and fighting with my life! No matter what benefits you promised, they would never

Maybe I can hand over my shares to you!"

"Dad, you are so naive again." Jiao Yang raised her lips. Compared to the emotional Sheng Xianglin, her mood was calm and almost abnormal.

"The country they fought for with their lives may be more important than their lives. What if they lose their lives?"

Her eyes were deep and deep, and when she said these words, she was so calm that she had no emotion, and she was so indifferent that she was numb and cruel.

"What."

Sheng Xianglin was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened in shock.
Chapter completed!