My Sweetie,You're so hot

The negotiations reached an impasse for a time.

Fu Shenyan's face is gloomy and frightening. Shen Yu is still flirting with Sang Yun, who is not afraid of death. On the one hand, he is a lonely person who can't be touched by his lover, and on the other hand, he is a loving husband and wife with Wen Xiang nephrite in his arms. In contrast, Fu is angry and has a lot of internal injuries.

At this time, Murong Jin, who had been nearby without interrupting, put down his chopsticks, and everyone's attention drifted past intentionally or unintentionally.

He calmly wiped his mouth. His action was gentle and elegant. He was not worried at all. Just when everyone thought he was still outside the situation, he spoke slowly, "it's no use talking more. It's better to ask the meaning of the party directly."

The box fell into silence again, each with his own thoughts. It seemed that no one understood the meaning of this sentence.

Murong would like to put the napkin cloth back on the table and look up in my direction. The corners of his mouth are slightly tilted up, but his eyes are cold. "Since you don't want to see the most close people say evil words to each other, it's better to make another will and decide to ultimately own the shares. As a professional lawyer, it's not difficult for you, is it?"

"Hmm..." out of guilty conscience, I didn't even open my mouth for fear of exposing my tension. After all, this is the will authorized to Shen Yu before.

Murong Jin is worthy of being an opponent that even Fu Shenyan is afraid of. I can even think of this. Fortunately, I am a step earlier than him, otherwise I won't have the opportunity to play an opponent with Shen Yu today.

Seeing this, Shen Yu reacted and began to play.

He looked warily at Murong Jin and then at me. There was a furrow between his eyebrows. "You want to use that dirty means to deal with your brother, don't you?"

This is good-looking, coupled with the expression of being betrayed and forced to endure injury, it's just a burst of guilt.

If it hadn't been for collusion, I would have to kneel down for him and beg him not to be sad.

Therefore, there is a reason why ancient kings did not love beautiful people. Who can be cruel to the beautiful face.

But who let me play a desperate role for love now? Murong Jin's eyes kept biting. I pretended not to see. I opened my red eyes and looked at Shen Yu with heartache. "According to the current law, testamentary inheritance really depends on the last. As long as Fu Shenyan can take it out, your inheritance status will be invalid, and he is legal..."

"Say it again?" Shen Yu lowered his voice, tears twinkled in his eyes and laughed mockingly. "You tell me the law? Without my support, you can live to take the lawyer qualification certificate. Even the law firm was prepared for you. Now you use the law to pressure me?"

Watching his tears fall from the corners of his eyes, I was also infected. As soon as my nose was sour, I couldn't stop my tears. Timidly, I stood up and tried to appease Shen Yu, "I don't. It's not like this. Shen Yu, as long as you hand over your shares and turn a blind eye, they won't embarrass you. When you leave China with your sister-in-law and children, there will be nothing, I promise."

Shen Yu shook his head in disappointment and said sarcastically, "I can take everything I give back. What can I trust your guarantee?"

"I......" I knew I was wrong and lowered my eyes. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Murong Jin, who was watching coldly, and directly fired at him. "Don't you want to take everyone to bury you together, promise!"

God knows where I got the courage when I said this, but now that I've said it, I don't have to consider whether it's reasonable or unreasonable. When a woman is angry, she doesn't make sense.

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