Chapter 557： Fight for property

Mime private 557

Wen Xi glanced at the wine, then held it up, hesitated for a second, looked at the woman, "Excuse me, what do you call it?"

"Ah, look at me, just remember to welcome you, forget yourself, my name is Li Manman, my cousin's wife, that is, your cousin."

Wen Xi smiled, "When we meet for the first time, I respect my cousin with this glass of wine."

As soon as she finished speaking, she held Li Manman's head in one hand and stuffed the wine glass into her mouth. In less than two seconds, a glass of wine had been poured into Li Manman's mouth.

Li Manman coughed violently, then pointed at her, still maintaining the last trace of disguise, "Cousin, what are you doing!"

She asked, trying hard to spit out the drink. Suddenly, before Wen Xi could respond, she couldn't wait to run away, either to induce vomiting, or to find medicine.

Originally, Wen Xi only suspected that there was medicine in the wine, but now looking at her reaction, he can conclude that there must be something wrong with the wine.

After Li Manman ran away, the butler appeared, led Wen Xi in, Yin Lan followed her, and finally stopped in front of the front hall door, waiting outside.

Walking into the front hall, I saw my grandmother sitting on the grandmaster's chair. The two sides of the center of the hall were full of people, who were in good order and the sitting position was very particular.

She stepped forward step by step, quite a feeling of "Lin Daiyu first entered Jia Mansion".

Before she came in, there was no lively here, and it was quieter after coming in.

He looked at her with a pair of eyes.

"Old lady, the watch lady is here."

The old man in the grandmaster's chair was kind-looking, his old eyes narrowed slowly as Wen Xi approached.

"Good boy, come, come here, let grandma take a good look at you."

Wen Xi had very little impression of her grandmother. The last time she called her this way, it was about ten years ago.

In recent years, the Rong family did not send anyone to the Wen family to ask her once.

Therefore, she has almost no feelings for this grandmother in her heart.

The old man held her hand and asked several questions with a smile. Tears gradually appeared in his eyes, thinking of Wen Xi's mother.

After a while, she let Wen Xi sit down beside her.

"Come on, you are sitting next to grandma. You haven't come back for so many years, grandma will take you to recognize people first."

"Okay, grandma."

As soon as Wen Xi sat down next to the old man's house, the people below immediately changed their expressions. You look at me and I look at you one by one, and they all start to feel calm.

Grandma took her hand all the time, pointed to a man in his forties and said, "This is your third uncle, and the one next to you is your third aunt. You saw it when you were a kid, remember?"

Wen Xi nodded and nodded with a smile.

She had seen these people when she was a child, but they were very vague.

When the grandmother introduced her, their information appeared in her mind one by one——

The third uncle Rong Zhifang, a soldier, has a relatively mild personality, and has a biological daughter and an adopted son. Daughter Rong Lingxuan and adopted son Rong Jinghan.

I heard that Rong Jinghan's parents died because they saved Rong Zhifang, so Rong Zhifang adopted him as his biological support.

When she was thinking, she suddenly felt a gaze staring at her.

As soon as I looked over, I saw Rong Jinghan's slightly smiling eyes.

He seems to be much more "behaved" today than when he saw him yesterday.

She kept her eyes away and ignored him.

Immediately afterwards, the grandmother pointed her finger to the woman wearing a light yellow long-sleeved skirt.

"This is your aunt."

After saying this coldly, the old lady stopped saying anything else.

There was information about this aunt in Wen Xi's mind--Rong Xian, she ran away from home for true love and family favor when she was young, and didn't even come back when the old man was trending. It's no wonder that the old lady didn't look good to her.

"That's your uncle's son, your cousin, Rong Enli, hey, where did Manman go?"

As he was talking, an urgent footstep ran in from far and near.

Wen Xi looked up and saw Li Manman, who had stopped her at the door, hurried in, her cheeks were suspiciously red.

It looks very much like taking that kind of medicine.

It seems that her original intention was to give her this medicine so that she could get embarrassed here.

"Sorry grandma, something happened to me, I'm late."

"They're all that old, they don't have a sense of time at all! What is it like!"

"Grandma, Manman is wrong, don't blame her." Rong Enli hurriedly spoke to his wife.

The old lady swallowed the words irritably, paused, and faced everyone, saying, "I'm calling you all today, not only to welcome Xi'er back, but one more thing to announce."

"Rong Xin, this girl suddenly had an accident, and the Rong family must not be left alone for a day. According to the old man's wishes, Xi'er is the heir."

"Mom, I don't agree with this matter. Dad just said it verbally back then. How can it be true? Even if it is written in the will, he may be confused and remembered the names of other people by mistake." Xian hurriedly said.

"I think what my aunt said makes sense, grandma." Granddaughter-in-law Li Manman agreed.

The old lady did not reprimand, nor agreed with them, but turned to ask the third son, Rong Zhifang, "What do you think?"

Rong Zhifang thought for a while and said, "According to the will, Xi'er should indeed take over the company, but she is only in her early twenties. She is too shallow in terms of qualifications and experience, and I am afraid it will be difficult for her to shoulder this important task."

The old lady sighed, "I also have this concern. Therefore, I want you to take turns to manage the company and change it every three months. The company will be handed over to whoever has good results."

"Grandma, I...I give up." Rong Jinghan suddenly said.

He sits behind Rong Zhifang, his head is a little trussed, and he looks very weak.

"Grandma, just like my dad, I have no talent in business. It's okay to help, but let me control the whole Rongshi. I, I'm afraid."

"Puff!" A laugh came out of my aunt Rong Xian.

She said, "Adopted children are adopted children, and they don't have the boldness that a Rong family child should have."

Everyone looked at Rong Jinghan with disappointment and contempt. Only Wen Xi knew that he was pretending to be a pig and a tiger.

The old lady said, "Since you have entered the Rong family's registered permanent residence, you are a member of the Rong family. Your dad is unable to do business due to identity restrictions. This responsibility falls on you. From today onwards, Xixi, Jinghan, and Ling Xuan, Enli, you juniors, just enter Rongshi to learn, let the company's elderly teach you, one year later, I will accept the results."

Rong Xian was not reconciled, "Mom, I also have children. They also called you grandma. How can Wen Xi be able to compete, but my children can't?"

The old lady was sullen, "Xier is the heir in the old man's will. Has your child been mentioned? Huh?"

"In this case, let's talk about the distribution of Rong's assets first. As the daughter of Rong's family, I must have a share in the property of my father. I don't care who the president of Rong is. I want to get what I deserve now. Shares."

"I think that my father's shares and I and the eldest brother, the second sister and the third brother, will be divided equally first, and then we will share it with our children."