He looked at the wound on his grandson's forehead and felt pain in his heart: "you want Mo Ruhai's daughter, and I acquiesced. Whether you are raised in New York or France, your mother and I are out of sight, but what is it now?"

"Do you want the empress of the Zhang family?" The old man gave a violent drink.

Zhang Boyan looked at the old man and smiled, "isn't the old man clear about whether the Zhang family will be the last?"

As soon as he said it, Master Zhang's heart jumped and stared at Zhang Boyan.

Zhang Boyan's voice was slow: "in this house, it's not just me and the old man surnamed Zhang."

Mr. Zhang's facial muscles began to shake violently... Because the scandal he had covered up for decades was about to be revealed.

This matter has been buried for so many years. How did Bo Yan know?

The old lips trembled and looked extremely fierce: "Bo Yan!"

"Zhang Hua is also surnamed Zhang, isn't he?" Compared with the old man's anger, Zhang Boyan seemed extremely calm.

He stared at the old man's expression and said slowly, "maybe I should call Uncle Zhang Hua."

"Bo Yan!" Mr. Zhang's face was deathly gray: "do you know what you're talking about?"

The last fig leaf of the Zhang family was stabbed by Zhang Boyan.

Zhang Boyan whispered, "I shouldn't have come today, because I believe in tiger poison and don't eat children."

When he finished, Master Zhang's face was very ugly.

For a long time, he sighed: "Zhang Hua is good, but it is only suitable to be the Lord of the city."

Then he paused and looked at Zhang Boyan: "the person I like in my heart is you. Bo Yan, you let Grandpa down this time. "

Zhang Boyan smiled: "can I go now?"

Mr. Zhang stared at him for a while and then said, "where did you come to ask for forgiveness? You obviously came to threaten! I don't agree with you and Mo Xiaobei. You're going to make a big fuss about Zhang Hua, aren't you? "

Indeed, Bo Yan pinched him seven inches.

Think about it. When he was revealed that he had a child with his brother's wife, would he like to have this face?

What would Ah Fu think of him?

Under infinite worry, Master Zhang seemed to be ten years old in an instant. He sighed: "take them away! I'll tell your mother. "

What does that mean, yes?

But the old man raised his head with a touch of sadness in his eyes: "Boyan, even if I don't stop it, I still object! Mo Xiaobei can be your wife, but she will never be the granddaughter-in-law of the Zhang family. "

Zhang Boyan didn't open his mouth, but smiled faintly.

When he walked towards the door, Master Zhang stopped him again and couldn't help asking, "do you cherish her like that? For she can abandon everything? "

Zhang Boyan's body paused and slowly turned back, "the heart of love!"

Master Zhang smiled bitterly: "it's really a good feeling!"

He waved his hand and felt a sense of decadence that the general trend was gone: "just go!"

Boyu, marriage... The grandson is firmly in control. Even the handle of his old bone is secretly held in his hand for years.

This grandson is really much more powerful and cruel than him and Wanshan.

But for Mo Xiaobei, he could go further.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhang is a little proud, but also a little lost.

Not the Zhang family, but his uncle's words are coming to an end.

Only one little girl for life——

The heart of love!

It's really excellent.

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