100 catties of dog food: the cunning wife is petted

Chapter 162 After You Sing, I Come On Stage (Part [-])

The more Pei Xianhua thought about it, the more anxious she became, but with Rong Jin in charge and Ai Weidong's warning, she really didn't dare to make trouble on the spot.

But if you don't do anything, the 20.00% shares will really belong to that dead girl.

With so many shares in that dead girl, wouldn't she want to shit on their mother and daughter in the future?

Back then, she did everything possible to kill the main family, and stepped into the house to become the throne of Mrs. Ai's family, just for the sake of a bright future, and for her children to have a good background and a good life.

But right now, with a word from Ai Weidong, the plan that she worked hard for so many years has all come to naught, how can she be reconciled?
Not only was she unwilling, but Ai Mengya was also unwilling.

She has worked hard to make money for so many years, and she is afraid that his father will leave everything to a son in the future, and she will get nothing.

But today, what Ai Weidong did changed her three views.What about patriarchy?The promised daughter is a loser?Why did everything change when Ai Xiaomeng came back?
Ai Mengya was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and her eyes were about to burst into flames, wishing to burn two holes in Ai Xiaomeng's body to relieve her anger.

Regardless of the situation, she stood up and questioned her father loudly.

"Father, you can't do this. She has been away from home for many years and has never done anything for the family. Why should she take away so many shares of the company as soon as she comes back? I don't accept it!"

However, what I didn't expect was that Ai Weidong didn't even stutter, and directly replied to her: "Don't accept it."

Ai Mengya, who was about to give a long speech, was choked to death, turned her head and ran out crying.

Pei Xianhua looked at his daughter who was running away in anger, and his heart turned over and over.If the daughter can't do it, then I can only rely on the son.She quietly took out her mobile phone and called her son.

Today is Ai Weidong's birthday, and Ai Feng should not have been absent.

But because of his own arrangement, Pei Xianhua was afraid that his son would be implicated if he made a mistake.

So Ai Feng was asked to celebrate his father's birthday early, and sent him away on the pretext of preparing a special gift.

She made an appointment with her son, and when the matter was over, she would make that dead girl miserable before calling him back.

On the one hand, he can be removed from the whole thing; on the other hand, his appearance with a gift can also relieve Ai Weidong's lost mood.

However, she didn't expect that things would turn into such an unbearable situation, she had to let her son come out to save the situation.

Pei Xianhua knew Ai Weidong very well, and knew that as soon as his son appeared, his heart would immediately turn to his son.

At that time, let alone the 20.00% shares, it is estimated that even a dime will not be distributed to that dead girl.

Ai Feng, who had been hiding in the hut all night playing video games, finally appeared at the door.

Holding an exquisite box in his hand, he shouted happily as soon as he entered the door: "Dad, let's see what gift my son has prepared for you!"

After speaking, he handed it to Ai Weidong as if offering a treasure.

In front of Rong Jin, how could Ai Weidong have the nerve to look at the gift?

He directly slashed his son's head, stared and said: "Didn't you see Mr. Rong is here? Why don't you hurry over and salute?"

Ai Feng was bewitched by his father, so he turned his head to look at Rong Jin, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Hi Mr. Rong, I'm Ai Feng."

From the moment this kid entered the door, Rong Jin guessed his intentions.

He looked at Ai Weidong and sneered in his heart.I don't know if he can continue singing this play in front of his son.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Seeing this scene was a little strange, Ai Feng couldn't help asking.

(End of this chapter)