Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of the embroidered daughter

"You're just too full. If you don't do a lot of more valuable news, you just come to ask us about such trivial things." Pan Yufeng was displeased and couldn't help but lash out at the reporter.

"Be polite and respectful to journalist friends." Ye Yuanshan deliberately raised his voice, expressing his dissatisfaction with her attitude.

"Did I say something wrong..." Pan Yufeng gave him a resentful look, still muttering.

Ye Yuanshan couldn't talk to her because of the reporter's presence, so he gave her a meaningful look, and in a blink of an eye he smiled at the reporter.

"My friends from the press, your questions keep coming up one after another. I think it will take a lot of time for me to answer them seriously. Why don't I hold a press conference another day and answer them in detail? Excuse me."

Ye Yuanshan obviously couldn't stand the reporter's offensive, if he didn't run away quickly, he was afraid that the reporter would find out about his Xianfeng era.

Pulling Pan Yufeng to turn around and walk back, seeing the reporters swarming to follow, the couple slammed the door shut with one voice, successfully isolating them from the outside.

"Mr. Ye, are you guilty of forging a will?"

"Mrs. Ye, won't your conscience hurt if you use ivory?"

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Even though they were far away, the voices of the reporters behind them were still heard.

"What's the matter with forging a will?" When he got indoors, Ye Yuanshan sat down on the sofa and asked her with a straight face.

He didn't believe that the reporters would come up with groundless rumors. Since they could mention the forged will, there must be something wrong with them.

When he questioned him sternly, Pan Yufeng glared at him with an aggrieved face.

"You ask me, how do I know? These reporters are just making things up. They are afraid that there will be no news, right? If you think of something, come and ask us!" Pan Yufeng felt guilty, she didn't dare to find Ye Rou. Tell him about the forged will.

Recently, Ye Yuanshan has been protecting Ye Junxin all the time, if he knows that their mother and daughter are against Ye Junxin, and even make a fake will to add to the chaos, she is worried that Ye Yuanshan will be furious.

"Not honest yet?" Ye Yuanshan knew her too well, the more she emphasized at length, the more it meant something was wrong.

Stared at him coldly, Pan Yufeng pulled the corner of her mouth slightly, looked at him guiltyly, and then sat down next to him in front of the sofa.

"Actually...it's Xiaorou...she doesn't want this little bitch to inherit the embroidery house..."

"What little slut? You keep saying "little bitch, little bitch, how decent!" Ye Yuanshan roared coldly, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he became furious as she expected.

Pan Yufeng was so frightened that she trembled, but she was still very upset.

Glancing at him sullenly, he felt even more aggrieved in his heart.

Protecting that little bitch like this, do you really think that a big tree is good for shade?I can't believe this little bitch has no bad intentions!

Pan Yufeng was dissatisfied in her heart, but she still acted very docile to him.

With a blunt smile, she took the initiative to take his arm and confessed to him, "Yes, yes, it's my fault, so I said Jun Xin can always do it, right? In fact, Xiaorou did this for our own good. If this embroidery village really falls In Jun Xin's hands, it's still uncertain what will happen to her, don't forget, once she marries into Huo's family, she will turn to her husband's family, so it doesn't matter how we live or die..."

Pan Yufeng tried her best to slander Ye Junxin, Ye Yuanshan was still angry, but after hearing what she said, he obviously relaxed a lot.

His brows and eyes sank slightly, his frowning brows relaxed a little, he turned his head to look at her, and said calmly, "If you don't handle this matter well, it will backfire, you two women..."

He shook his head helplessly and sighed, with an attitude of hating iron but not steel, "You can't discuss with me what to do? Whether Jinxiu Zhuang is in her hands, we can't touch it, do you still want to be able to get Jinxiu Zhuang make it their own?"

Hearing this, Pan Yufeng's eyes lit up, and he held his arm vigorously with joy, "Yuanshan, isn't our Ye family in a bottleneck period now? If the embroidery village belongs to us, wouldn't all problems be solved? And... ..."

"You're just dreaming! Do you think it's possible?" Ye Yuanshan suspected that she was out of her mind, and kept talking about impossible things.

He knew very well that Jinxiu Village was a miracle created by Granny Yingyue, and Ye Junxin was her most beloved disciple, who still treated her like a daughter. Now that she left, Xiuzhuang would naturally be left to Ye Junxin .

What's more, he had already seen related reports in the news that Ye Junxin had already gone through legal procedures to inherit Jinxiu Xiuzhuang based on Grandma Yingyue's will.

Seeing Ye Yuanshan's attitude of thinking she was crazy, Pan Yufeng was even more unwilling.

"It's because we thought it was impossible, so we have to create conditions to make this impossible possible." Pan Yufeng was eloquent, and she didn't believe that Ye Junxin would still be able to get her wish if she interfered with it.

As long as they can ruin Ye Junxin's succession plan, they can take advantage of it.

Pan Yufeng babbled, although Ye Yuanshan sounded a little impatient, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was not unreasonable.

At present, the Ye family urgently needs to get out of the bottleneck period. If he can rely on Jinxiu Xiuzhuang at this time, he will be relieved a lot.

The Huo family is a big financial backer for them, but what Jinxiu Xiuzhuang can provide is leveraged technology, which will be the core strength to support Ye's going further.

Thinking about this, Ye Yuanshan is tempted. If he can prevent Ye Junxin from inheriting Jinxiu Embroidery Village, it will undoubtedly be a great joy for him.

Seeing that Ye Yuanshan was thinking, Pan Yufeng stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and was about to say something, Ye Yuanshan waved his hand and said quietly, "Okay, please don't mess with this matter, don't make trouble for me."

"Distant Mountain..."

"Don't you think there are not enough troubles now?" Ye Yuanshan prevaricates her angrily, thinking that the reporter will come to interview him, he will feel bad all over.

Although he dealt with it patiently in front of the reporter, the reporter never came rashly. He had a premonition that he and the company would soon fall into a whirlpool of public opinion.

As a matter of urgency, he just wanted to keep a low profile, and Zhang Yang would often backfire on him.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Suddenly, Aunt Wang's voice came from outside the door, accompanied by light footsteps.

Ye Junxin looked a little tired, and pushed the door in with dark circles under his eyes.

Seeing Ye Junxin come back, Pan Yufeng pursed her lips, expressing concern in a strange way, "Jun Xin, are you okay? Is your mother-in-law Yingyue's funeral going well? When will she be buried?"

Facing Pan Yufeng's question, Ye Junxin didn't understand, his cold eyes flicked hurriedly, and walked in front of them.

"Jun Xin..."

Seeing her ignoring her, Pan Yufeng felt that she couldn't hold back her face, and before she reached the stairs, she suddenly got up and walked up.

"Jun Xin, your attitude is wrong. You didn't say hello to your father when you saw me?" Pan Yufeng was looking for trouble, even if it was just to put her in trouble, she felt much better.