After admitting the wrong person and getting the wrong certificate, the heir of a wealthy family bec

After hearing what the mediator said, Wen Rao wanted to ask her?Was your brain short-circuited from being beaten?Having such a mediator will undoubtedly make things worse for the party being mediated!

"Auntie, do you still want to say that since your husband stopped domestic violence against you, your waist no longer hurts, you are out of breath, and you can go up to the sixth floor in one breath?

How many deaths would a person like you have to kill to be satisfied as a mediator? "

Wen Rao made no secret of his sarcasm towards the mediator.

The other person frowned and looked at her, as if he didn't understand.

"As for you young people, you are so angry! You don't know how to make concessions in everything! You see, your grandma has already given in, and if you give in too, won't this matter be done? Do you have to keep this stalemate to be satisfied?"

"Yes, Sister Tiezuiniu spoke to my heart! She is indeed a gold medal mediator! Raorao, if you don't give me face, you must also give face to other people's gold medal mediators!

I have mediated hundreds of family disputes!There are banners hanging all over the house! "

Grandma Wen Rao took the opportunity to flatter the mediator.

The mediator raised his head slightly, talking about something, but with a proud and satisfied expression on his face.

"That's right! Rao Rao, you won't even deny your own grandma, will you?"

"Hey! She's here!"

Aunt Wen Rao was scolding Wen Rao one second, and was shouting something the next second.

As the elevator door opened, a man who looked like a staff member of the column team came out supporting an old lady in her 80s or [-]s.

The old lady wore very simple, coarse gray clothes and black cloth shoes on her feet.

His face was wrinkled and his skin was dark.

But the spirit looks good.

Although he was dressed plainly, he tidied up neatly.

Grandma Wen Rao saw the other party and called her "big girl" affectionately, but her eyes showed contempt and disdain for the other party.

Wen Guihua also hurried over to help, but was pushed away by the old lady. Wen Guihua was embarrassed.

"Mrs. Liu, come and take a look! This is your eldest granddaughter Wen Rao!"

"Wen Rao, call grandma! This is your grandma!"

Wen Guihua and the alias grandma shouted excitedly.

Her eyes were shining as if she were their own grandmother.

Wen Rao looked at the other party calmly.

No joy, no worries, no waves.

Grandma Wen Rao also looked at her, her eyes trembling for a moment, looking her up and down, tears shining in her eyes.

Seeing this, the fictitious grandma whispered in her ear, "Your grandson-in-law is the richest man in Qing City! You can't let her go! Let her support you in your old age!"

At least I’ll give you a few villas, and then I’ll give you a few hundred million!You are her grandma!If I don’t give it to you, you’ll make trouble! "

Grandma Wen Rao's eyes fell on the face of the titular grandma, she glared at her fiercely, and the next moment, she pushed her away.

The titular grandma failed to stand firm and fell to the ground.

"You...ah yo...why are you pushing me? I have good intentions and you still push me!

You old lady is so vicious... If I hadn't brought you here, you would still be eating chaffy vegetables at home! "

The alias grandma shouted angrily.

Wen Rao's grandma didn't know where she got the strength to kick the alias grandma in the leg.

She was in pain again and cried out for her father and mother.

Wen Guihua wanted to help, but didn't dare to touch her. After all, the other party was old and she couldn't afford to pay for it if he fell.

"Are you crazy, old lady? Even if your grandson-in-law is the richest man in Qing City, there is no need for you to be so domineering!"

Wen Guihua made a fuss and tried to change the subject.

Grandma Wen Rao took out a mobile phone and a notebook, unlocked the phone in the order written in the notebook, found the gallery, and clicked on a previously recorded video.