Luo Junqi was ecstatic about the will.

She really didn't expect such a result.

Mu Zichuan hasn't come home all the year round. She thinks that her son has long lost the favor of Mr. Mu. Fortunately, the man likes children, so Luo Junqi always let his youngest son Mu Zening compete with Murong Cheng because she doesn't want Bai Wei and Murong. Cheng became the only favorite of Master Mu.

She worries about the property being divided by others every day, but she did not expect that her son will be the final winner!

Even if Luo Junqi didn't get a cent in the will, she has a son! Mu Zichuan's share, plus Mu Zening's share, more than 70% of the property!

Luo Junqile is crazy!

... This surprise did not last long.

Greed is always endless.

Luo Junqi, whose mother and son are expensive, straightened her back in Mu's house and was domineering. She looked uncomfortable with Bai Wei, and even more uncomfortable with Murong Cheng. When she thought of Murong Cheng's 15% of his fortune, it was as uncomfortable as a throat.

A wild species, why should she **** Mu's property from her son?

Luo Junqi tentatively discussed with her son whether to drive Bai Wei and Murong Cheng out.

Mu Zichuan smiled faintly, and said: "Okay, it just happens that it is very troublesome to hinder the reputation, you drive her out, I will marry her back again."

Luo Junqi's expression froze suddenly, staring at Mu Zichuan in amazement, her face interlaced with blue and white.

She observed Mu Zichuan's expression very vigorously, wondering if he was joking, but her son was always indifferent in front of her, and he was totally unpredictable.

"Don't... don't talk nonsense." Luo Junqi knotted her tongue and smiled reluctantly, "She is a few years older than you..."

Mu Zichuan glanced at her, and his tone was still faint: "Strange, compared to the age difference, shouldn't she care about her generation with me?"

Luo Junqi's heart twitched so hard that she couldn't say a word.

She was guilty.

Because she had an affair with Mu Rongxuan, she even suspected that her son was actually beating her when he said this!

After this conversation, Luo Junqi was depressed for a while, and no longer had any trouble with Bai Wei and Murong Cheng.

But the 15% share that Murong Cheng got was like a thorn buried in the bottom of her heart, stabbing her from time to time, making her feel uncomfortable.

In recent years, paternity testing technology has been introduced from abroad to China. With market demand, the number of relevant testing agencies has been increasing. Qingjiang City has also opened several.

Luo Junqi was moved.

Although Mr. Mu is dead, he was very sick during his lifetime. The hospital still preserves his pathological tissues during his lifetime, so he is fully qualified for a paternity test.

As long as it is proved that Murong Cheng is not the son of Master Mu, the 15% of the property can be taken back justifiably!

Luo Junqi started her own plan.

While using words to humiliate and suppress Bai Wei, while spreading rumors that Murong Cheng is not the biological son of Master Mu.

As expected, Bai Wei couldn't bear it. After Luo Junqi provoked her, she agreed to do a paternity test.

Luo Junqi triumphed: "Okay, just go together if you want to, lest some people cheat!"

She was going to tear off Bai Wei's innocent and weak fake face, and stomped on her feet!

Why?

Obviously they are all women, and they are all playing with men secretly. What are they pretending to be innocent women? !

Luo Junqi really hates Bai Wei.

It takes seven working days to wait for the paternity test. In order to prevent Bai Wei from falsifying, Luo Junqi accompanied him throughout the process.

On the day the results came out, she almost saw victory beckoning to herself.

Bai Wei and Murong Cheng were still waiting on the chairs in the corridor. Luo Junqi could not wait to walk in, urging for the paternity test report.

I heard that if it is a father and a son, the parental power value must reach 99.99%.

When Luo Junqi saw that the bottom value was incorrect, the corners of her mouth were raised, which was expected satisfaction and comfort.

But after a while, she frowned slightly and asked the staff beside her: "Your report...what does this mean?"