Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

Ouyang Yi struggled fiercely, with pain on his face.

Ouyang Yun stopped looking at her, and curled his mouth, revealing a hint of sarcasm, "It's useless if you kill me, I've left a will, except for my wife and children, no one will get half of my money."

No matter how good other people's calculations are, what's the use?In the end, it was nothing but a void.

Shen Qing'er's anger surged up, "Your money? It's funny, why should the Ouyang family's property be given to you alone? If you die, of course it will all belong to our brothers and sisters, and we are also members of the Ouyang family."

"Hahaha." Ouyang Yun burst out loudly, laughing so brightly, so proudly, so arrogantly.

Shen Qing'er's heart skipped a beat, and that bad feeling came up again, "What are you laughing at?"

Ouyang Yun crossed his arms, calm and composed, not like someone in a dangerous situation, "It's ridiculous to laugh at you, the old man didn't tell you anything, that's right, he can't say it."

He was disgusted in his heart, even refused to call his father, and called out old man in one mouthful.

Shen Qing'er's face changed drastically, "What do you mean? Say it clearly."

Ouyang Yun's expression was calm, but he revealed a shocking secret, "The old man only has 5.00% of the shares under his name, which is pitifully small, and it's only the shares of one of the listed companies. He also has tens of millions of cash, two villas, which can be divided into two. It’s just such a little money, by the way, the card he swipes every month is still my supplementary card.”

In other words, Ouyang Yun is the one who holds the property of the Ouyang family. The transition of power has been completed long ago, and there is no other person's business. Even Ouyang Wen is not qualified to be a core shareholder.

Ouyang Wen usually relies on his son to support him, so of course he depends on his son's winks.

The situation in Ouyang's family is completely reversed from that of other families. It is not the son who is begging the father, but the father begging the son.

Ouyang Wen is just a small shareholder, living on the dividends. Although the annual dividends are several million, they are only enough to maintain his usual expenses. If he wants to support the outside house, he has to find another way.

Shen Qing'er was stunned as if hit by a bolt from the blue, "Impossible, you are talking nonsense, Daddy is the only heir to the Ouyang family..."

Only Daddy is qualified to divide the Ouyang family's property, no one else can.

Ouyang Yun smiled coldly, chilling to the bone, "Really? Then why isn't he the person in charge of the company? Let me tell you the truth, my grandfather left most of his things to me before he died, and you have no share. By the way, even if I If you die, you people won't get a dime, and the old man won't get a cent."

He had already made complete preparations, and he would not take advantage of these sluts who plotted against him.

Shen Qing'er was hit hard, her head went blank, she yelled frantically, "No! I don't believe it! Go to hell, go to hell."

Her marksmanship was inaccurate, and even a few shots missed her.

Talking fast, talking slowly, Ouyang Yun pushed Ouyang Yi in front of him down, rolled on the ground, and shot a few bullets from nowhere, "Bah bah."

Shen Qing'er was shot twice and fell into a pool of blood, her eyes widened in disbelief, how could she be shot?

Others fell in a pool of blood, blood flowing.

A group of policemen rushed in, holding weapons and shouting loudly, "Don't move at all."

Shen Qing'er's face was ashen, it's over, it's over, she lost, and she lost so badly.

She reprimanded weakly, "Ouyang Yun, you actually brought someone here secretly. You don't care about your sister's life at all. You are so ruthless."