lure her into deep

"Ha..." Cen Jia couldn't help laughing after listening to his words, "Responsibility and rights are equivalent. Identities that do not control rights are called puppets and chess pieces. So grandpa, since you are talking about identity with me, What rights have you given me?"

Mr. Cen looked back at her unfazed: "Xiaojia, any rights are not given by others, but must be earned by oneself..."

"whispering sound!"

A disdainful scoff suddenly occurred to him, interrupting him.

Cen Jia's beautiful eyes flashed with sarcasm: "Relying on the Y chromosome? Grandpa, I am no longer a child, and everyone knows the truth. Or you are old and confused. You can only kidnap your children and grandchildren by saying some high-sounding words. , can’t think of any other way?”

A trace of gloom finally appeared on Mr. Cen's face.

Cen Jia's reaction was already within his expectation and was not worthy of his anger.But the older the person is, the more he cares about others saying he is confused.

In fact, Cen Jia wanted to persuade him that if he can't live for a few years, there is no point in struggling. No matter how big the country is, he can't take it away.The last moment I closed my eyes was to leave the unscrupulous descendants in ruins.

However, he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips.Forget it, if she really made the old thing angry, she would be in trouble herself.

As long as she is broad-minded enough, she will not have breast hyperplasia.

Neither the old man nor the young man spoke again, and the room fell silent.

After looking at each other for a long time, Mr. Cen looked away and put the two medicine bottles in his hands on the table.

"Okay, you are indeed my good granddaughter. I didn't expect that among so many grandchildren, the one with the most similar temperament to me would be you."

"Since we don't want to talk about responsibility, let's talk about business."

Cen Jia's eyelids bulged, and she had an intuition that what he was about to say was not good.

Mr. Cen walked behind the desk and sat down. He slightly curled his lips at her and said, "Don't you always want to know who was responsible for your parents' car accident?"

Cen Jia stared in shock.She heard a "gud-dong" sound coming from her heart, and then the rhythm became frantic and numerous.

The old voice was still scratching my eardrums.It was obvious that her whole figure was covered by a transparent cover, and the world became hazy.But every word that follows is extremely clear: "Cen is my grandpa's life-long effort. As long as you are obedient and help me survive this crisis, grandpa will personally give that person to you and let you deal with it." "

Cen Jia froze on the spot.

The hazy world gradually appeared cracks and fragmented.

"You...what did you say?" Her difficult voice was full of disbelief, and she thought there was something wrong with her ears just now.

"You actually...actually knew that the car accident was not an accident."

"You already knew who the murderer was!" Cen Jia finally lost control and couldn't help but became hysterical, "Which son of yours is it?!"

If that person wasn't in Cen's family and wasn't someone close to him, the old man wouldn't keep pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Even if they have different ideas, Cen Haifeng and Cen Hongan are still father and son.If he could make him feel wronged by his own son and keep silent, it must be another biological son.

"Xiaojia..." Mr. Cen sighed, and softened his tone for a moment, showing dejection and helplessness, "When you become a mother, you will understand how I feel. The palms and backs of your hands are all flesh."

Cen Jia's eyes turned red with anger, and he wished he could just pick up the horn ornaments on the shelf, smash this partial and hypocritical old man to death, and die with him, "Yes, the palms and backs of the hands are all flesh. It's just thin and thick."

After speaking, she took a deep breath, turned around and left.What can I say to the old beast?
"Cen Jia!" Mr. Cen suddenly called out to her.

The slender figure paused.Cen Jia hesitated for two seconds, then turned to look at him: "Do you have any last words to confess?" Mr. Cen frowned, but did not argue with her because of these words.

He raised his hand and nodded at the two bottles of medicine placed on the corner of the table, and said with some sincerity: "Grandpa is a man and has been through it all. He may have selfish motives for doing this, but he will never lie to you. Whether it's marriage, Even love is a temporary novelty. Children who are not connected by blood are your eternal bonds."

"Zhou Heng is an emotional and responsible person. Listen to me. Even if it's not for Cen's sake, it won't do you any harm."

Cen Jia pursed her lips, then stared at the person behind the table for a moment, then turned back and picked up the medicine bottle.

Mr. Cen looked at her actions with a satisfied look.But in a second, all his expressions froze on his face.

The sound of shattering glass resounded in the study, sharp and ear-piercing.

Cen Jia smashed the medicine bottles against the wall behind him. After seeing them fall apart, he smiled, but his eyes were bone-chilling: "Grandpa, do you know why you have been in business all your life, but Cen can barely maintain a second-rate position?"

Mr. Cen's relaxed facial muscles twitched and his chest heaved violently. This time he was really angry.

Seeing how breathless he was, Cen Jia felt happier than ever before: "Because you have a low profile, a narrow mind, and your only IQ is not yet on the right path."

Locking up men by having children?

No educated new-age woman would have such thoughts.Fortunately, Laodong worked in the mall for most of his life, but his head was still tightly bound by the feudal footband.

Whatever you get by yourself, no matter how small it is, it is still yours.

It is true that her relationship with Zhou Heng was transactional in the beginning, but their marriage will definitely not be mixed with interests.

Especially her children.If it comes into this world, it must be because its parents expect it wholeheartedly.Rather than being used as a tool.

This old guy is really not qualified to be a businessman or a parent in this life.

"You...you..." Mr. Cen's face was livid. He held his chest with one hand and raised the other hand tremblingly to point at her. He said "you" several times but could not say anything else.

Cen Jia "hummed", strode over, opened the door, and shouted outside: "Come quickly, where is the medicine? Grandpa seems to be ill!"

Not a second after the words fell, there was the sound of "thump thump thump" footsteps.The old housekeeper, who seemed to be standing nearby, soon appeared with an anxious look on his face: "What's the matter? What's the matter with the old gentleman?"

Cen Jia didn't answer a word, just turned sideways to let him in.Then she left this disgusting place without looking back.

The old thing can't die now.

He had to open his eyes and see how his life's hard work was poured out.Look at how she pulled out the murderer he wanted to protect and cut the flesh on his palms to pieces.

It doesn't matter if you can't pull it out.

They all have the surname Cen, right?As soon as Cen fell down, she would beat the drowned dogs and attack them indiscriminately.

Anyway, those uncles of hers looked sanctimonious.Actually none of it is good.

Want to threaten her?

get out!

Fairies are not threatened by others!