Domineering president's special love

"This..."

After hearing this, the housekeeper was very embarrassed.

Shi Qinghuan kept kowtowing, "please, my grandfather has only my granddaughter! I won't go. No one cares about him! "

Shi Qinghuan's eyes turned red and tears fell down.

The housekeeper looked sad, "but, young master, he..."

He is really afraid. Who can stand the young master's temper?

"Mr. housekeeper."

Shi Qinghuan knew what he was worried about.

"Isn't he out? He's back. Call me and I'll be right back, okay? I swear in the name of my grandfather that I won't lie to you. I don't want to run! I just want to see my grandfather. "

"Hey..."

The housekeeper couldn't help sighing. Young master, I'm not in Haicheng these two days. What should I do?

Or let her go?

The little girl is very filial and pitiful.

The housekeeper's heart was horizontal and relaxed, "that's... Good."

"Ah!"

When Qinghuan was happy, he thanked repeatedly, "thank you, thank you."

The housekeeper helped her up. "Go and come back quickly."

"Yes."

……

After two years, Shi Qinghuan didn't expect that she would return here!

——Wen's old house.

Qinghuan gritted her teeth and rang the doorbell.

"Who?" Qi Meizhen's sharp, thin and extremely impatient voice sounded.

"I... Shi Qinghuan."

"Oh... Here we are."

With a click, the door opened. Shi Qinghuan clenched his hand and went in.

In the living room, Qi Meizhen held her arm and was obviously waiting for her.

The corners of the mouth smiled, but the smile was malicious. "The eldest lady finally came to the door. Please sit down."

"Elegant." Qi Meizhen glanced at her daughter. "Go and pour your sister a glass of water... What's the matter? I don't even know how to treat guests?"

"Oh." Shi Qingya shriveled his mouth and turned to the kitchen.

The mother and daughter sang and talked, and Shi Qinghuan really didn't want to see it.

However, for Grandpa... She can only bear it.

Shi Qinghuan sat down on the sofa, "what do you want, don't you give a public funeral? So, what are you doing with his ashes? "

"Yes." Qi Meizhen sat down opposite her, looking like an old God.

"We're not going to give him a funeral now! We brought the ashes, but we won't give them to you! What about? The Wen family's old house is very big. Just throw it in a corner? "

"You!" Shi Qinghuan was so angry that he stood up. "Qi Meizhen, the deceased is great. Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"

Qi Meizhen sneered, "Oh, scourge? That's ridiculous! You'd better worry about the present! "

As she said, she took out a document from under the tea table, "here... Sign it and naturally return the old man's ashes to you. Do you think we like to keep such unlucky things at home?"

This is

Shi Qinghuan guessed what it was and took it over. It clearly says... Equity transfer!

What a big appetite!

"Oh." Shi Qinghuan lost his smile.

"Do you want me to give up all my inheritance and hand it all over to Shi Jinsong?"

When Qingya just came to deliver water, she said sarcastically.

"Shi Qinghuan, aren't you a top student? One mouthful at a time... Are you cultured? That's your father! "

"Yes." Qi Meizhen is arrogant.

"Your father hasn't died yet. Why did you inherit all the property? If you want to inherit, you have to wait until your father dies... What else do you have to hesitate? Sign quickly. You can't be so greedy. Anyway, don't you want to share these properties with Qingya in the future? "

"Ha ha!"

Shi Qinghuan laughed. It was the funniest joke she had ever heard!