Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Now she comes to the door with great fanfare. She still chooses so many reporters. I'm afraid that the news of Miss yuan's return has been widely known. Even if he wants to kill yuan Shaya again, he doesn't dare to do it at this time.

Such a smart approach is not something that Yuan Shaya's kind of fool can think of.

The assistant said, "no, there is still a man around. It's a woman."

Mo Yuanhan felt a thump in his heart. When he got to the meeting room, he saw the figure standing behind yuan Shaya. His bad feeling was confirmed.

Flower language is coming.

Han Qiyue is also a Leng, but this burning eyebrow time also has no time to tube flower language why can appear.

As a leader in the circle, Fengyu has many shareholders and more than ten directors. Most of them are old people left by Yuan Su's generation. They are very familiar with Yuan Shaya, and they will inevitably have to ask for help when they see her.

Fortunately, although Miss yuan was arrogant, she was very polite to these elders and cried to several old people.

Originally, the directors were dissatisfied with Mo Yuanhan, who was suddenly on the top. The old people were always nostalgic. For them, Yuan Su was no longer there. The one sitting in that position must be yuan Shaya, Yuan Su's daughter, who they grew up with.

From the perspective of interests, Yuan Shaya was spoiled by Yuan Su since she was a child. There were not a few drops of ink in her chest. When she got to the position, she was not pinched by them?

Such a puppet is simply too good to use.

Filled with indignation one by one, they almost took a kitchen knife against his neck to threaten Mo Yuanhan's abdication.

Mo Yuanhan took a deep breath and then said, "uncles and uncles, I sit in this position according to my father's will. It is clearly written in my father's will. My sister can't use it any more. I'm..."

Yuan Shaya interrupted him: "a forged will also mean to take it out to say something?"

There was a quiet moment in the meeting room. One of the oldest directors looked at Yuan Shaya and unconsciously poked the sandalwood on his finger and said, "Ya Ya, do you think this will is a forgery? How do you say that? "

Yuan Shaya said, "Uncle Zheng, do you think my father may leave all his things to a son who has just recognized him, and let his daughter raised by himself not get any money?"

"Your father has always loved you most..." Director Zheng sighed, "at that time, I also thought the will was very strange, but you were not there, I was also powerless."

This has already made clear the position.

Flower language looked on coldly.

In fact, Yuan Shaya want to take back the wind and entertainment is no more simple thing, just need a gust of east wind.

At this time, the wind and rain are shaking, and most people are dissatisfied with Mo Yuanhan. No matter whether yuan Shaya's things are true or not, most people will support her.

Yuan Shaya took out a small bag that was close to her and took out a USB. Originally, she wanted to hand it over to Huayu for her to put it. However, she remembered that it was not right until her hands were handed out. She quickly stood up to play.

Yuan Shaya said: "when my father was in bad health, he needed to be watched all the time, but he didn't like that there were people in his room all the time, so he couldn't sleep. So he installed a camera in the room to facilitate the nurse to check his condition at any time..." Speaking of this, she looked at Mo Yuanhan and said: "I think my brother certainly doesn't know it, or I won't be so unscrupulous under the monitoring."

Mo Yuan Han's face changed, and Han Qiyue looked at each other.

But Han Qiyue had no choice but to shake her head.

There was a video on the big screen that was not very clear.

Yuan Shaya's eyes turned red: "this is a video of my father's dying. It was handed over to me by the nurse who took care of my father."

On the screen, there is a very luxurious room. In the center of the picture is a big bed, on which lies a bony middle-aged man, Yuan Su, the former director of wind entertainment.

The painting was quiet for a few seconds, and then someone pushed the door in. It was mo Yuanhan.

He stood in front of the bed for a moment and said, "father."

Even if it is a high-end machine, the recording will inevitably have some distortion, because Mo Yuanhan's "father" sounds so ghostly and frightening.

Yuan Su seemed to wake up, looked at Mo yuan for a long time, and said hoarsely: -- I know what you're thinking. I'm sorry for you. I've made a will. I've given you all the property in my name. "

Mo Yuanhan sat by the bed, tucking in his father's quilt corner like every filial son, and said with a smile," what about wind entertainment? "

“…… What about the most valuable entertainment? "

Yuan Su was silent for a moment, then began to say: "Fengyu belongs to Yaya. Don't think about it. I was sorry for Yaya's mother at the beginning. Fengyu is the painstaking efforts of me and her mother. It can only be Yaya's

The smile on Mo Yuan Han's face slowly faded away, "you're sorry for her mother, what about my mother?"Yuan Su said, "she gave up first. It is she who is reluctant to give up the identity of the first lady of the Yu family. I promised to marry her, but she did not agree

Mo Yuan Han crooked his lips and grinned strangely, "so, for so long, you always feel that my mother is sorry for you?"

"I didn't think so." Yuan Su sighed, "in the final analysis, it was young and frivolous Yuanhan, you are so big, you have to learn to understand. "

"I can't understand!" Mo Yuan Han said fiercely, "Why are all your children, but you don't want to leave wind entertainment to me?"

"Because..." Before Yuan Su finished, he was suddenly choked by Mo Yuanhan, and his eyes suddenly widened You You want to Do What... "

Mo Yuanhan said with a smile, "what do I want to do? It's killing you, of course

"I'll kill you now, and then I'll put the blame on your baby daughter..." Seeing yuan Su's eyeballs almost staring out, Mo Yuanhan laughed happily: "what do you think? Are you not reconciled? Then turn into a ghost and ask for my life. "

Yuan Su was a man who could not resist at any time.

Mo Yuanhan confirmed that he had lost his breath. He slowly took off his gloves and stood up to look at his dead father Don't blame me. It's you who are too partial. I have changed your will. You can see how I can make Fengyu develop. Yuan Shaya, that idiot, can't run Fengyu any more. "

After he finished, he left lightly. After a while, Yuan Shaya entered the room. Before meeting yuan Su, the servant screamed: "kill! Kill