Chapter 272

"OK." miman belongs to the type of high cold imperial sister. He is 1.7 meters tall. His combat effectiveness is explosive. Zihu is lively and likes to laugh. After listening to Zihu's words, miman nodded.

Then he said to Zishu, "I need to report one thing to Lord Shu and go back to hell."

After that, miman looked at the skeleton man, frowned unconsciously, and asked Ziyu, "who is he?"

She has a bad hunch that this handsome and gentle man is with purple

"I don't know him. Let's go."

Zixuan didn't want miman to know that she had been done by mojue. She deliberately wore a loose dress so that miman didn't find out that she was pregnant. Her original intention was not to let the two fight.

Holding miman's hand, Zihe leaned close to miman's shoulder, didn't look at Mo Jue anymore, and walked downstairs.

There is a fan man. Even if Zi Shu is out of the boundary set by this adult Shu for her, skeleton male stranger formula can't take her away.

Unexpectedly, just two steps, something that made Zixuan worried happened.

Mo Jue came forward and grabbed the purple wrist. On the outline of that handsome and elegant face, there was a dark face.

"She's mine." Mo Jue looked at Zihe and refused to let go.

Miman originally thought that Zi Jue didn't know Mo Jue, so he ignored Mo Jue and wanted to take Zi Jue with him. Where did he know that Mo Jue said such a sentence.

Mimanton's feet.

"She is already my person." Mo Jue suddenly drew an arc of evil laughter. He grabbed Ziyu's wrist, which was clearly Qingjun's face, but he smiled with some bad talents:

"I took her, imprisoned her, lingered day and night, and she was pregnant with my child, so now she... Is my man."

......

Mrs. Wen was born in a famous family and surrounded by reporters. She didn't look flustered at all.

With her straight back and radiant face, she didn't look like an ordinary old man at all. Looking at the reporter, she said solemnly:

"My grandson, who has been separated for many years, has found it! My grandson will inherit my great family business and become the heir of my family!

"And my grandchildren, my literary family will train them into people of high society. You can spread this report! My literary family has successors!"

The old lady said this with pride and hope that she had not seen in decades.

Since the death of Si Weimin's biological parents, her Wen family has a huge family fortune, which is supported by the old lady and the old man.

Not long ago, even the old man fell ill. After all, people in their nineties don't know how many days they can live.

This makes the relatives of Mao who already occupy all the group companies of Wenjia even more restless. Several have even bred the idea of taking all the property of Wenjia as their own.

After all, the old man's only son is dead, his grandson is still missing, and there are no people in the connecting class below. This is really a chance given by God!

All the reporters, all of them sensational, spread the news as quickly as possible.

At this time, Mrs. Wen had got rid of the press group and came to the Secretary's house with Si Weimin and Wu Jinhua.

Si Tong also returned home. She didn't listen to old lady Wen and Si Weimin's nostalgia. After going upstairs, she went straight back to her bedroom.

......

Two hours later, Zezhou City, located under Wen's group, the largest Shenglin entertainment company.

This Shenglin entertainment company, the largest company under Wen's group, has the most revenue and almost monopolizes the whole Wen's group.

Father Wen's only son and daughter have been killed in a car accident due to a landslide. Shenglin entertainment, the largest company of Wen's group in recent decades, is in the hands of outsiders.

It can't be counted as an outsider. Old man Wen has a brother. The huge family business of Wen's group was started by old man Wen himself when he was young. The descendants of old man Wen's brother had no place to take away the family business of Wen's group.

But master Wen has no children and grandchildren for the time being. In this case, all the descendants of his brother have poured into the Wen group.

Now in control of Wen's largest company, Shenglin entertainment company, is the descendant of old man Wen's brother, that is, his nephew, Wen Tianxiang.

At the moment, Wen Tianxiang is sitting in his office chair.

Holding a newspaper in a gloomy color.

The old lady's words above were clearly printed in the newspaper, as if they were talking to him.

"Dead old woman! What if you find your grandson! Wen is mine!" Wen Tianxiang pushed down all the documents on the table angrily.

Looking at the corner with gloomy eyes, he said to himself:

"Hehe! Si Weimin, isn't it? There's a way to heaven. You don't go. There's no way to hell. You have to come. Your family will die of gas poisoning this time, okay?"