The intrigue of the wealthy, the counterattack of the secret marriage wife

"As long as you are willing to help, I will never mention this matter again. I will do my best to help you and make you the heir."

At this point, Xia Yuheng paused and continued, "In addition, I will give all of the Xia family's stocks to the Fang family as a dowry."

"I was forced to do this, so I came to ask Senior Fang for help. I will definitely thank you."

When the old man of the Fang family mentioned equity, he couldn't help but glance at Butler Yan.

This shows how determined Xia Yuheng is.

In the end, Mr. Fang decided to help the Xia family.

When Xia Yuheng returned, Butler Wang stood aside, looking puzzled: "If it wasn't for the old man bringing it up, Grandpa Fang might have agreed."

"Just think of it as a token of his appreciation."

"The most urgent task is to completely put an end to Nan Chu's intentions of harming others."

Xia Yuheng closed his eyes. He hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time and his head was aching.

"If he wants to attack, I have a helper here."

After returning home, she saw her father and Butler Wang. Although they didn't say anything, she guessed that these two people should be here to see Grandpa Fang.

Moreover, judging from the information of these people, Grandpa Fang should be an important figure and he should have agreed.

That night, Ji Yu suddenly rushed over and dragged her back to her bedroom.

"How is it? Did you find anything?"

Ji Yu thought to himself that the matter must have been thoroughly investigated, but on the surface he still had to pretend to be clueless: "This is an assassin group."

Xia Lili frowned and continued, "This company has a history of ten years. There are all kinds of people here, but most of them are wanted criminals and are on the list."

"I've been in Continent M for a while and just came back."

As time went by, his impression of the organization became deeper and deeper.

But why is this happening? How could this be the power she once belonged to? !

If that's the case, then Lisa and Jingyao are right?

Xia Li bit her lip. The more she thought about it, the more horrible it became...

Xia Lili frowned, fell on her bed, and stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yu lay beside him, leaned close to his ear and whispered.

"Nothing, just looks familiar."

Ji Yu was startled, and then remembered something: "You haven't been back for a long time?"

"Well, I haven't been home since I returned to the capital."

"Since you have doubts in your heart, why don't you go home and take a look?"

Xia Li stood up with a somersault, his eyes shining: "Yes!"

However, the next moment, her face fell, because she couldn't even get through to Jingyao and Lisa, and there was no way she could go home!

Fortunately, there is always a way. After a night of thinking, Xia Li finally chose to contact Lisa.

She must figure out what is going on with this action.

On the second day, Xia Yuheng made preparations in advance in case Nanchu attacked again.

Grandpa Fang made a special call to Fang Yanche today.

I don’t know what Fang Yanche has been doing these days. He looks absent-minded all day long.

Ever since Grandpa Fang left, he has become impatient and would glance at his watch from time to time while eating.

"What's wrong?" He asked with a smile in a surprisingly friendly voice.

"What? That's right."

Old Master Fang and Butler Yan looked at each other, with a hint of embarrassment on their faces.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that his grandson would admit it so readily!

I told you, this guy never plays by the rules!

He shouldn't have asked too much. Seeing that Fang Yanche had finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, saying in a stiff tone: "You unfilial son, you want to leave after just a few words. You really don't want to come back!"

"Grandpa, you always beat around the bush to get me to go back, and I know you have something to say."

In fact, Fang Yanche didn't really want to leave at all. He forced the old man out with just one sentence.

"you!"

Butler Yan lowered his head, avoiding Mr. Fang's gaze, and forced himself to suppress his smile.

Every time Grandpa Fang competed with his grandson, he lost.

You clearly want to say it, but you still pretend to be profound. How stubborn and cute.

Grandpa Fang's face turned red and he said nothing.

Manager Yan knew that it was his turn to take the stage.

"Mr. Fang, you can try some of the new dishes we have in our restaurant."

A faint smile appeared on Fang Yanche's lips, and his eyes followed Butler Yan's gaze.

Looking at the green cylinder, Fang Yanche took a bite of a small piece and his brows relaxed. Steward Yan took the opportunity to say, "Grandpa has had some stomach discomfort recently. We have to thank Mr. Fang for hiring a chef who cooked everything he likes."

"He is very happy."

Fang Yanche looked at Grandpa Fang. Of course he knew what Butler Yan was talking about.

"Of course, as long as you are happy."

As the two talked, they secretly looked at Lord Fang.

But this proud man turned his head away and didn't want to look at him.

Fang Yanche had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks and continue eating.

Even after he had eaten and drunk his fill, he spoke: "Uncle Qiu, can you take my painting out of my study?"

Chapter 448

The head of the Fang family also lost his patience.

Manager Yan was a little hesitant. This Third Young Master Fang was really full of tricks, making it increasingly difficult for him to figure out what these young men were thinking.

"what are you up to?"

Old Master Fang raised his eyebrows and glared angrily, looking very scary.

He looked like he was trying to protect his food, staring at Fang Yanche viciously, "How can I take it back from you?"

Fang Yanche raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't use this thing, how about I bring it back and give it to someone else?"

"What do you mean useless?! What else?!"

Grandpa Fang was so angry that he never accepted any gifts Fang Yanche gave him before.

What's more, this is a peerless painting that he collected with great effort. How could it be so easy to get it back?

"Don't I know who you want to curry favor with?"

After the meal, Fang Yanche wiped his mouth and sat down on the stool obediently.

When Old Master Fang saw this, he was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end and he sneered.

"So he's your father-in-law."

"Yeah, he came to see me last night. I bet he wants to return the painting to me."

An ignorant old man who doesn't know his place doesn't even know what he said.

"Uncle Xia is here to ask you for help?"

"Ah..." A shrill scream rang out.

Butler Yan really wanted to hold his forehead now. His father was too... He complicated the matter with just a few words.

"Is it related to Nanchu?"

Then, the two of them walked towards the main hall.

"You heard about it too?" The head of the Fang family was stunned.