Chapter 2032

"You..." Duan Xiuhui, half crying, suddenly stops. She looks up at her eyes with a strange look. Her face is still weak, but her eyes are no longer the innocent and wronged daughter of the past.

"Jiaer What do you say You let me kill Ruan Mengmeng? But But if you do, your father will hate me

How can Duan Xiuhui not understand this truth? As long as Ruan Mengmeng is gone, no one can take everything.

However, she understood and understood, but she had never really dealt with Ruan Mengmeng.

Why?

Because no matter how vicious she is, she loves Zhanyang after all. She knows his ambition and his ideal.

Therefore, even if she wanted to get rid of Ruan Mengmeng quickly, she did not start to harm Ruan Mengmeng's life.

Duan Xiuhui can find ways to make Ruan Mengmeng unable to win the favor of Zhan Yang. She can hope that Ruan Mengmeng died prematurely on the operating table, but she dare not really hurt Ruan Mengmeng.

She is not conscience, but fear, because of his step on the boundary, and let Zhan Yang completely hate her.

"Dad won't hate you, even if you hate him, you can't hate him!" Zhan Jia'er pulled back Duan Xiuhui's thoughts in a vicious voice, "Mom, think about it If there is no Ruan Mengmeng in the world, who will inherit his father's career? He can only leave it to my brother and me. With this, Dad can't even dare to hate you

Zhan Jia'er gently shakes Duan Xiuhui's arms, as if to shake her awake.

Duan Xiuhui lifted her eyes with tears: "I dare not hate me But his beacon fire group, his whole life effort. "

Zhan Jia'er: "and my brother and I, we can inherit our family business and carry forward the Fenghuo group for him."

Duan Xiuhui frowned You? "

Her eyes are full of distrust. If you say Zhan Mo, Zhan Jia'er

Duan Xiuhui looks up and down at Zhan Jia'er with unabashed eyes. Not to mention the frail character of her daughter since she was a child, she is only half disabled now.

Even Duan Xiuhui doesn't believe that Zhanyang will hand over the company to Zhan Jiaer without complaint.

"Mom, I'm really good, I'm..." Zhan Jia'er's voice stopped a little, and suddenly she looked to the left and right sides.

Duan Cheng and qighton, who were originally standing behind her, received her look and immediately withdrew.

It seems that Zhan Jiaer has something secret to tell Duan Xiuhui.

After they left, Zhan Jiaer showed a mysterious expression: "Mom, you have to believe me. If you don't have Ruan Mengmeng, dad will definitely choose me and my brother..."

Say it, she leans close, whispers a paragraph in Duan Xiuhui's ear.

"What, you..." Duan Xiuhui's eyes were wide open, and Zhan Jiaer covered her mouth the next second.

"Shhh -" Zhan Jia'er put her forefinger to her lips. "Mom, you can't say anything about this. It's our killer's mace. Now, let's first think about how to arrange for tomorrow so that Ruan Mengmeng can get the complete news. "

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That night, the light in Duan Xiuhui's room was on until midnight.

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in a flash, the next day's press conference will be officially held.

Fenghuo group has sent out invitation letters to important media and journalists from all over the world, which is enough to prove the grandness and solemnity of this press conference.

Before the press conference was held, it was said that the chairman of the group with real power behind the Fenghuo group would attend the meeting. Not only that, but also he would announce the future successor of the group.