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

The Fang family is so powerful that no other family dares to provoke them.

Could it be... Butler Yan was slightly startled, looked up at his grandfather's expression, and then curled his lips.

Her voice trembled a little, and she asked cautiously: "Grandpa, what are your plans?"

"So this is why she hasn't taken action all these years?"

"As I said, his greatest weakness is his heart."

"But those people in front..." Manager Yan turned his head and didn't mention it again.

You have known Mr. San since you were a child, and you have also seen how Mr. San was bullied. The head of the Fang family was suppressed by them.

Why? With Mr. Fang's temper, how could he let them succeed?

At this critical moment, she didn't think her kindness could do much.

"Don't think too much. Have a good rest. We will set off tomorrow morning."

Manager Yan responded, packed up Grandpa Fang and left the room. Grandpa Fang woke up from his sleep, his bright eyes sparkling in the dim light.

His eyes were alertly staring around, as if he was expecting something. It was not until the second half of the night that he slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

On the other side, in Shangjing, Fang Yan Chexi received a notice from Grandpa Fang saying that she would return to Shangjing the next day.

"Have you discovered it a long time ago?!"

Fang Yanxi suddenly asked his confidant.

"Well, now that things have come to this, this is all we can do! We should start implementing our plan."

"But..." Even though Fang Yanxi had arranged it in advance, he still felt that he couldn't do it when it was right in front of him.

She is his sister, his biological sister, his biological sister.

"Chairman, didn't I tell you, don't seek the far away, those who are close to vermilion will be red, those who are close to ink will be black."

"Xia Shu is an example of how so many people are planning for the final victory."

After thinking about it, Fang Yanxi nodded.

"So, you should stay in the company tonight. You don't need to tell the young lady that we have a tough battle to fight."

Fang Yanchexi nodded expressionlessly. On the other side of the Fang family, Fang Zhiyan lay comfortably on the hospital bed, typing quickly to inform his friends that he was leaving soon!

On the second day, under Fusu's protection, these people finally could not hold back, and overnight, the number of people who came exceeded that of any previous year.

Old Mr. Fang sat in the carriage, looking ahead with a puzzled look on his face.

Fusu stood at the corner and watched the car go farther and farther away.

On the flight, since Fusu got on the plane first, he could be considered a very close protection.

When he got off the plane, Mr. Fang was almost at Fang's house. Fusu then turned around and headed in the opposite direction.

Just as Manager Yan was helping Mr. Fang walk inside, Mr. Fang stopped, turned around and gave him a look of gratitude.

There was no one behind him, but the ancestor of the Fang family clearly felt something strange.

If it weren’t for that person, they would not have been able to return to the capital during their trip to Changbai Mountain these days.

Although he didn't say anything, the old man saw it clearly.

"Chairman, he's back."

Fang Yanche nodded. She had already gotten off the plane and was heading towards the Fang family.

"Don't worry, he hasn't come to the backyard yet."