The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Faced with Xiong Wei and those men, the lady boss did not flinch at all. Even though her legs were trembling with fear at this time, she still stood in front of the men holding tools and wanted to remove the plaque, with arms outstretched and her eyes open. crimson.

"Yes, Xiong Qiang is indeed gone. But even so, you are not qualified to take the plaque! This belongs to the inheritance, belongs to the heirs of the Yanjia cuisine, and you are not!" The proprietress shouted loudly, regardless of the face. What kind of person is it? In short, she is bound to protect this plaque.

Xiong Wei frowned and said maliciously, "You said, this heritage and plaque belong to my elder brother, and now my elder brother is dead. Today, the old father is still alive. And I am the only younger brother of my elder brother. This inheritance is naturally the inheritance of our own brother, our surname Xiong."

"Not bad." The old man in sixties agreed with Xiong Wei. Looking at the proprietress, Xiao Wei and sister Xiao Fang, there is no feeling in the slightest, and there is disgust in his eyes.

"If you say that, then Xiaofang and I are also surnamed Xiong. Xiong Qiang is our father, and he inherits his father's business. This restaurant and plaque should belong to our sisters!" Xiaowei directly responded to Xiong Wei's words. Before, obviously, I hated this place and that plaque. At this moment, he stood by his mother's side and maintained the plaque.

However, as soon as Xiao Wei's voice fell, she was mercilessly mocked by the group of men.

"Hahaha, I really laughed! You two women, what qualifications do you have to talk about inheriting your father's inheritance!"

"Yes, you also said that the son inherited his father's inheritance, if only the son would do it! Girl, it's all money-losing goods!"

Father Xiong's eyes widened, and he scolded Xiao Wei angrily, "It's just a wish! You two girls, still want to inherit the things from our Xiong family? In the future, if you get married, then this plaque will follow you too. I changed my surname!"

"Even if I don't marry for the rest of my life, I won't give you the plaque that my dad has cherished for a lifetime!" Xiaowei clenched her fist. At this moment, she protects not only the plaque of the world's number one cook, but also His father’s last wish, and the dignity of their mother and daughter as women.

"Don't marry?" Xiong Wei sneered, "How can you multiply if you don't marry? How can you have children without a man? What will you do with this plaque when you die?"

"I..." Xiaowei didn't know how to answer for a while, and after thinking about it, she blurted out, "I can adopt a child..."

"Adoption? Isn’t it still not related to the Xiong family? The property of our Xiong family can’t be handed over to someone with a surname. Besides, I’ve never heard of a woman in charge. You women, besides having children, also What can you do!" Xiong Wei spared no effort to belittle the proprietress, mother and daughter, and by the way, belittle all the women.

There are many people on the other side, and they are all men. The wife, mother and daughter, even if they were full of mouths, they weren't their opponents at all.

What's more, they are still a group of men who are supreme in patriarchy, and women are useless and conservative in their thinking.

"This plaque does not have the surname Xiong."

At this moment, a soft girl's voice sounded among the crowd.

The men looked over and saw Yan Chenxi standing under the plaque. At this time, Lin Xiao had already walked to her side, staring at the men sternly.