Ex-wife is not allowed to run: Satan's chief favor

In winter, everything loses its brilliance, but the "Taoyuan", which is full of peach blossoms all year round, is still amazingly beautiful.

"Father, as you wish, I will bury you under this thousand-year-old peach tree. I promise you, I will protect this place for you and the Kang Corporation well. Go with peace of mind. Rest here!"

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the child wants to support but the relative is not there, there is nothing more sad than this in life.

Rao Mengyu wore black sunglasses with a cold expression.

The fluttering peach blossoms mixed with the dazzling white snow covered the fresh soil, where her father was buried, which hurt her eyes.

Maybe, if her father is not dead, she will not say what she said even if it is rotten in her stomach, but now that she has said it, her father is no longer there.

Now, the only thing she can do is to protect the Taoyuan for her father, and protect the Kang family, which her father has devoted her life to. war.

"Hello, Lawyer Chen, it involves the ownership of Kang's takeover right. I have to talk to you about something."

A solemn black body outlines a woman's capable and ruthless figure. The peach blossoms all over the sky are like a well-made set, setting off the woman's pride and self-confidence. Under the sunglasses, Rao Mengyu's cold mouth raised a certain arc.

Well, it seems that the sleeping little wild cat has woken up and is eager to try with its sharp claws, but until the last moment, no one knows who is the real winner!

--------------------------The dividing line of the fingertips------------------- -----------A quaint tea room with an exquisite layout sits three people on the ground, and the cinnabar and red sandalwood stove rises to curl green smoke, just like a graceful and mysterious woman is swaying and waving her long sleeves Dancing lightly, the scent of tea filled the room, and the tea ceremony maids in kimonos were performing professional tea art for the three guests with all their heart.

Of the three of them, Shangguan Yu sat directly above him, with cold eyes and unpredictable expressions, showing the natural kingly demeanor.

On the left side is a beautiful woman with tall green hair, slender long neck and fair lotus root, wearing a light purple wide-waist full-length versace dress, with a faint smile on her face, noble and dignified.

Chen Shiquan has been very nervous since he came in, slurred his speech, and even spilled a cup of tea just now.

In fact, he didn't want to be so petty, but facing Shangguan Yu, the president of the 'Yu' group with a strong aura, he couldn't help but feel bad.

"Mr. Shangguan, this... This is what Ms. Rao showed me when I met me today, and this document was just drafted. It seems that she has made a lot of determination to fight for Kang's takeover Quan, here is the 10 yuan in cash she used to bribe me, it's all here, you see... what should I do next?"

Chen Shiquan obediently handed a kraft paper bag to Shangguan Yu, with the appearance of trying his best to please him, and he completely sold Rao Mengyu who was kneeling in front of him this morning and begged him to help her.

I can't blame him for being too small, but I can only blame this society for being too realistic. It's not as good as Shangguan Yu's words to win a hundred lawsuits. Of course, he won't offend this big man just because of a little orphan!

Shangguan Yu picked up the purple sand teacup and took a sip of the fragrant tea calmly. With his usual unpredictable expression, he turned to the beautiful woman on the left and said with a half-smile.

"Guess what's in it?"

Lan Tong looked at the kraft paper bag in his hand in confusion, then smiled softly.

"Lan Tong is not as powerful as Mr. Shangguan. Lan Tong can't guess."

Shangguan Yu put down the bag with a smile and a sneer on his face.

"You have done a good job. Next, I want you to use all means to help her win the Kang Corporation's takeover right. Now you can go."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Shangguan, don't worry, Miss Rao is actually very smart. With the bag she gave me, this case is absolutely secure."

There were originally three people in the tea-colored and fragrant room, but now there are two, one male and one female, in the same room, the atmosphere is full of ambiguity.

The tea ceremony maid was ordered by Shangguan Yu to retreat, and no one was allowed to enter the room without his permission.

"You look beautiful in this dress."

The man propped up his body lazily and half-lyed on the tatami mat. He lifted a strand of lustrous hair from his blue eyes and brought it to his nose to sniff carefully, his expression full of fascination and enjoyment.

He is obsessed with the smell of Lantong, which is slightly like the melancholy of tulips. It is exactly the same smell as "her". He really misses her smell, because that "smell" can always calm his impetuous heart relieved.

"'She' also had such a long purple dress. The first time I saw her wearing this dress, my eyes almost popped out."

He fell into fond memories, unconsciously stroking the woman's graceful body along the long skirt with his big palm, which made Lan Tong's heart beat fast like it was electrified.

"It's hard to imagine 'her' in a long dress, it must be stunning."

Lan Tong admired, but she was very jealous in her heart, even a dead person would be jealous.

"Oh, 'she' usually always wears 'leather clothes' and makes her look like a killer. She has no feminine taste at all, and asking her to wear a skirt will kill her."

"'She' is a killer herself, dressed as..."

"she is not!"

The man who had fallen into warm memories suddenly became angry, and he coldly interrupted Lan Tong's words.

"sorry."

Lan Tong has no intention of stepping on a land mine, and can only talk about the topic of "her". It is best for anyone not to get involved in front of him.

Shangguan Yu coldly pushed away the blue pupil in his arms, and his mood that had just calmed down became inexplicably irritable again. He glanced at the bag lightly, and his mood was even worse.

If 'she' hadn't met him, 'her' life would have been pink like all daughters, but damn it, it was all because of him that 'her' ended so tragically!

Lan Tong watched Shangguan Yu's handsome face turn chilly little by little, and she quickly took out a small delicate glass bottle from her purse.

The glass bottle was small and filled with a light green liquid, which was the fruit of her three nights of sleepless nights as a 'hypnotist'.

"Don't be angry, come, drink it, it will make you forget your troubles."

Lan Tong handed the vial to Shangguan Yu, and she looked at him with sincerity.

Without even thinking about it, Shangguan Yu picked up the bottle and poured the light green liquid down his throat.

As Shangguan Yu's psychiatrist, Lan Tong is different from other women. He is trusted by Shangguan Yu, and she has the right to prepare Shangguan Yu's requiem water.

Now, Shangguan Yu is inseparable from the requiem water and hypnotic incense prepared by Lan Tong. With these "specially prepared" requiem water, Lan Tong believes that he will gradually be inseparable from her in the near future. …

Seeing Shangguan Yu drink up the liquid little by little, the woman's heart was already filled with joy.

Perhaps, the dead 'she' will never know that 'her' best friend in this life will use this despicable way to replace 'her' in Shangguan Yu's heart.

Lan Tong not only took advantage of 'her''s trust in her, but also took advantage of Shangguan Yu's trust in her. She called it love.

Shangguan Yu took a long breath, and suddenly felt that his heart was really not so heavy anymore.

He looked at Lan Tong and said with emotion: "Thank you, 'she' said you were a miracle at the beginning, but now I know, I think you are the best gift 'she' left me."

"I hope so......"

Lan Tong was originally full of confidence, but when she saw the kraft paper bag, she suddenly became unconfident...

Rao Mengyu, who came out of nowhere, had exactly the same eyes as 'her', and had already captured too much attention from Shangguan Yu, so she couldn't help but not worry.

"Do you know? From the beginning to now, what I'm most curious about is what's in it?"

------------------------- ps: I was under a lot of pressure when writing this article. There are many commercial elements, and it is not written because of the tastes and preferences of readers, so it is expected that the popularity is deserted, but sometimes I can't help but feel sad, because no one reads the things I have written so hard. The feeling is not good, until yesterday I saw 4162131 (Khan, dear, you should choose a nickname anyway), hug, kiwi and other messages and encouragement from dear friends, I have the motivation to continue to create, thank you, Fingertip is not related to you, but you are willing to encourage Fingertip like this, Fingertip is really touched, I will continue to work hard! !