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Things in Fengyichi Shopping Mall are becoming busier and busier. Xiaoxiao doesn't really understand business matters, so she really can't help in this regard.

night. It seems that the Feng family has an uninvited guest.

The atmosphere in the living room became very serious. Xiaoxiao, Feng Xinmeng, and Mumaomao were hiding upstairs and did not dare to go down to disturb them. They just secretly looked at the deadlock below.

Feng Yichi was sitting on the sofa. Opposite him, there was a man in a suit and tie. He was fat and looked like a tycoon. There were two people who looked like bodyguards standing behind him.

Mr. Zhang. This contract is indeed signed between me and your company. I have the right to use that property. Feng Yichi said coldly.

The fat man who was called was Mr. Zhang in Feng Yichi's words. He shook his hand: Our property company is responsible for ensuring all the property of the responsible person. Mr. Feng, when you signed that contract, you should be very careful. Clearly, our company will never transfer that property to anyone except myself, not even to my relatives or children. I can only handle it personally. And such a large amount... is really embarrassing. Do it. Fatty Zhang suddenly looked cunning and cunning when he spoke.

Xiaoxiao touched her chin and heard some clues upstairs. It seemed that there was friction due to some money relationship in the mall.

Mr. Zhang, don't force me to use other forces. Feng Yichi's eyes widened.

Fatty Zhang was not afraid, but he said politely: Mr. Feng, aren't you making things difficult for me? You said you have such a large amount. I really can't make the decision. Only your wife can use it! After all, What’s written on the contract is your wife’s signature.”

Feng Yichi frowned slightly and clenched his fists for a moment.

Fatty Zhang smiled secretly, and then said seriously: If your wife was killed, is there any suicide note that can prove that she has transferred the property back to you? We will transfer the property back to you immediately without saying anything. on the account.”

The atmosphere below became even more creepy. Feng Yichi's face had turned a little livid.

Xiaoxiao moved her head back and said to herself: What the hell is going on? That Mr. Zhang seems to be very treacherous.

Feng Xinmeng, who was standing aside, said with a straight face: I know what's going on.

The eyes of mother and son fell on Feng Xinmeng, and Xiaoxiao asked: Xinmeng, do you know what's going on? I was confused.

Xin Meng nodded: I heard Daddy say that a few years ago, Daddy transferred half of his property to my mother's name through a company. The fat uncle sitting below must be the boss of that company. .Daddy now wants to take the half of the property that will be given to my mother, but it seems that the fat uncle knows that my mother is dead and does not want to return the money to my father.

After Feng Xinmeng's instructions, Xiaoxiao immediately understood what was going on. Looking at the situation below, Feng Xinmeng's words are exactly the same. It's really hateful that he actually wants to use a dead person to drain other people's money!

Mr. Feng, how about it? We have already made the biggest step backward. As long as you can produce evidence that your wife said that the property will be transferred back to you, we will return the money to you immediately. Fatty Zhang said with a smile, already stealing in his heart. Very happy. He had already heard that Feng Yichi's wife had died. When the transfer contract was signed, it was clearly stated that only the parties involved could use the property. Even relatives and children are invalid and cannot use property! So...this can be regarded as God helping him. Be able to take this huge amount of money as your own in a fair and open manner.

Upstairs, Mu Xiaoxiao became angry after hearing this. If she hadn't taken the overall situation into consideration, she was really afraid that she would not be able to help but rush down and tear the fat man's face apart.

But she remained calm. His mind was spinning rapidly, his eyes flew up and he said, Xinmeng, I ask you a question, and you must answer me very honestly.

Um.

How much do I look like your mother? she asked seriously.

Feng Xinmeng touched her chin and looked at Xiaoxiao carefully: About sixty-seven, Aunt Xiaoxiao looks exactly like her mother at first glance. But after getting along for a long time, you will find that there are many things They’re all different.”

The corner of Xiaoxiao's mouth curled up: So what you mean is that at first glance, they are indeed very similar, and even people who are not particularly familiar with them can't recognize them, right?

Feng Xinmeng nodded: Aunt Xiaoxiao, what do you want to do?

Xinmeng, find your mother's clothes and some accessories. I'll use them. She clenched her fists and said, although it was very disrespectful to the dead, it was still a matter of course. The problems Feng Yichi encounters in the mall now must be related to money. Considering that the Feng family already has a lot of property, but they still need money, it means that the matter must be very serious and they urgently need more and more money. Things were very urgent, so the only option was to take a gamble.

In the living room, Feng Yichi lit a cigarette: Mr. Zhang, if you still want to get out of the Feng family alive, I advise you not to think about my wife's property.

Fatty Zhang was a little shocked, but he clenched his fists and tried to calm down: Mr. Feng, I am doing this out of respect for your wife. I made this clear when we signed the contract. Our company is based on integrity. . We will not do anything that violates the treaty. What I said is very clear. If your wife has accidentally gone to another world, as long as you provide proof that she intends to transfer money. We will definitely do what we say. Come, transfer the money immediately. Fatty Zhang still missed the point of not having any proof of transfer. Anyway, you will not see the person alive, and you will not see the body after death. As long as Feng Yichi's wife did not write a suicide note before she died, saying that she would return the property to Feng Yichi. You can swallow this money.

Feng Yichi's face became colder and colder. Just when he was about to speak.

Who said I died? I went to another world? A clear voice came down from upstairs, and Mu Xiaoxiao was seen wearing a violet dress. Her hair is long and she wears some exquisite accessories. She walked down with her head held high and her steps calm. Every movement she made carried the demeanor of a lady.

Feng Yichi turned his head suddenly and couldn't turn his eyes away when he looked at the person walking downstairs.

Fatty Zhang was also dumbfounded. His eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He rubbed his eyes with his fat hands and tried his best to glare at the woman coming down the escalator: You...you...

Xiaoxiao smiled, raised her chin slightly, and looked at Fatty Zhang sitting on the sofa: Mr. Zhang, I really don't know what you meant by what you just said. You kept saying that I was in distress. Ha... you are cursing. me?

The moment Xiaoxiao walked down the stairs, everyone was dumbfounded. Isn't that lady in a lavender dress and elegant manner Feng Yichi's wife?