law of receptivity

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Liang Ziqianxin's long fingers slowly curled up together, he habitually shifted his eyes to the side, and then his brows twitched slightly.

"Well, you can do something for me." After Liang Ziqian said, he turned his head and glanced at Min Yu.

Min Yu turned around, looked at his brother and didn't dare to show his anger, so he quickly nodded to him.

"You work hard, and check for me those people who came out of the Xiao's house. The cook and servants can't also leave their homes with their families."

Min Yu immediately understood. "Okay, I see."

Liang Ziqian bowed his head and said 'hmm', and told Min Yu. "If you find something, tell me first, don't act rashly, and don't let others know about him, especially don't cause trouble." Finally, he emphasized his tone.

"Don't worry bro, I understand that, what about the will?" Min Yu asked. "If you want to check the will now, you can only start with Huiyin, but it is really inconvenient for you to go in and out of Huiyin. Do you want me to contact the people on their board of directors and see if I can find something."

Liang Ziqian's long eyes turned sideways, and the sharp eyes suddenly revealed bursts of danger, like a red fox staring at its prey in the field, cunning and dangerous, with an imposing manner.

"Those old guys in Huiyin didn't know how much benefit they had from Xiao Qian back then, and they didn't get involved in the slightest when the Xiao family fell. You go, I guess you won't be able to ask anything." The veins are dilated and blue. "If Xiao Qian really tampered with the will, then my mother will be in vain competing with the Xiao family for the rest of her life. She is not only entrusted to someone else, she is simply blind."

Min Yu was taken aback for a moment, his forehead felt cold.Seeing that Liang Ziqian's face was livid and fierce, he thought that his anger had finally reached its peak and was about to erupt.

One can imagine, the grievances between the two generations, and the countless blood paving the way, the will is no longer limited to a simple property.

Its existence can be said to be the only thing left in the life of the Guo family and his aunt Guo Wei during the 30-year fiasco.

The vicious struggle between the Guo family and the Xiao family, decades of never-ending strife, started with it and ended with it.

Apart from this, the Guo family can no longer recover anything from their 30-year defeat.

Therefore, his brother valued this will, no matter for any reason or purpose, regardless of how shady the means are, in Min Yu's view, it is a matter of course and should be shared.

Because Xiao Qian cheated it away from the Guo family, because it belonged to his brother.

But now that the whereabouts of the will are unknown, and even the value of the will itself seems to have become blurred, then I would like to ask his brother, can he not be in a hurry, if he wants to change someone, he might vomit blood.

But this time, the clever and intelligent Master Min Biao really guessed his brother wrong.

At this moment, the biggest reason that made his brother's eyes burst into flames, his chest filled with resentment, and his neck stiffened like a martyr going to the execution ground; it was not the stack of ancient A60 papers that might be worth 4 billion US dollars.

Maybe it's hard to be the pillar of the real answer, and it's hard for a real man. From time to time, I have to experience the noble tradition of eating Coptis chinensis for the dumb; The president went alone and slowly endured it.

Of course, there is one more important thing, which only he himself understands.After he killed Xiao Chengyue and overthrew the Xiao family, the sharp blade that hung in his heart to urge him and encourage him to take revenge, to fight, has actually been silently ground into powder bit by bit. As soon as the sun shines, it will be blown away in an instant.

Without the knife of hatred hanging high in his heart, it will no longer be like the past years, those unbearable days, living every day like a thorn in his back, constantly cutting his nerves, forcing him to keep moving forward, not allowing him to stop Don't think about other things when you step down...

Now that the big revenge has been avenged, does it mean that he can let go of the past now, and can take off the burden on his shoulders to do some things that he really wants to do and needs to do?

Liang Ziqian deeply felt that the balance in his heart was leaning more and more to one side.

There is no heavy and treacherous will on the other side, and no intertwined family interests;

——Some, just one person.

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"Ah - sneeze!" In the left front row of the cabin, in a seat with the curtain not yet drawn, Yan Ge suddenly sneezed loudly and loudly.

Seeing this, Cao Yu took out a piece of paper and handed it over, then leaned over with his hands on the chair, and looked at him with a fresh look and a smile. "Why, someone missed you just after taking off."

Yan Ge rubbed his nose vigorously, and muttered something in his mouth. "It's not thinking, it's scolding me..."

Cao Yu wondered. "scold you?"

"Well, scold me."

Cao Yu seemed to be asking the truth, and gave Yan Ge a long beep, and then picked up a French book, regardless of whether he could understand it or not. Anyway, Erlang turned his legs and turned the pages shaking his head.

Yan Ge pretended not to see him, and didn't answer his words, throwing off the blanket and going to sleep.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Cao Ershao suddenly raised his head high, spread his right hand and shook it three times in a row, and a great poetic expression came to the luggage rack.

"Ask what love is in the world, whatthef**kido?!"

...7000 meters of climbing altitude, Air France flight 257; a gift of astonishing attention from a first-class passenger at the front of the plane gave them both an unprecedented public execution of shame in broad daylight. Covering his face in a muffled voice, he silently closed the curtain under the watchful eyes of everyone, while mouthing ten times silently "I don't know him, I don't know him", then turned over and lay down, and quickly wrapped himself in a blanket into a rice dumpling.

Cao Yu sniggered behind him and reached out to turn off the overhead light for him.

Yan Ge lay on the seat, covering his mouth and coughing softly.

Suddenly he bowed his head for a moment, and slowly withdrew his hand from his mouth. It turned out that just now, a smear of blood was still warm——with a 'poof', it sprayed horizontally on the palm of his hand.

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At night, London.

It began to rain lightly in the night sky.

Liang Ziqian personally led people to look for it all night in the rain, and searched all possible places for Yan Ge to hide. He went to Mitsui's temporary residence in London alone three times in one night.

However, Yan Ge seemed to have evaporated from the world, no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find any clues.

Of course, he didn't forget to ask someone to find a way to transfer the departure records of the airport that day to him, but when he got the scanned copies of hundreds of Chinese passports, he refused to believe it.

Since he did leave the UK, why is there no record? !Then how did he go, no matter how he went, it was impossible to bypass the customs, no matter how he went, it was impossible to go without a document!

Right now, Liang Ziqian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He came all the way with a full heart, and to put it bluntly, he came here for courtship.

As a result, he arrived, and his heart also arrived, but the person he wanted to seek was nowhere to be found.

What a joke, what a testamentary inheritance!Is it important to have the eldest daughter-in-law whom he met with a lifetime of luck? !

Now he doesn't care about those messy things at all, all he thinks about is where his daughter-in-law went, whether she will come back, and which wild man he ran away with!

Didn't you say you would wait for him? Didn't you say you would always wait for him to come?

I'm here, I'm here to pick you up; Liang Ziqian is anxious in his heart but has nowhere to complain.

He kept thinking, I didn't miss the appointment, I obviously didn't miss the appointment, but how could you leave?How could you leave me and go away without a word!

With a loud bang, Liang Ziqian threw the tea cup away, and then punched the wooden tea table with his fist.

The handwritten materials printed with Huiyin's letterhead flew from the table to the ground, and some of them happened to fall into the water stains from the overturned teacup, and they were immediately soaked.

Kat hastily moved over, knelt down and picked up one by one and dried them.

"Don't pick it up, take it to pieces."

Kat heard the sound and immediately turned to look at Liang Ziqian.

Liang Ziqian covered his eyes with the back of his hand, leaned back into the sofa with his head raised high, and repeated. "Go ahead, it's all broken, and don't mention that inheritance in the future."

Kat was startled, and when she stood up, her high heels slid down with a click.

"But President, although the inheritance is gone, it is good for us to keep the confessions of these people."

"Don't stay." Liang Ziqian made a decisive decision, his tone was calm but indisputable. "With today as the boundary, all matters related to the Xiao family will end here, and no one is allowed to mention it again. Tell Xiao Guo and the others to take care of their business and live their lives well, and stop holding on to the past. Give up."

Kat looked at him and paused for a moment, then nodded several times, indicating that she understood.

Liang Ziqian stopped talking and closed his eyes full of thoughts.

In the dark shadow at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, Xiao Guo was standing against the wall and trembling all over, his face was red and then white, and finally it was frozen in a smoky gray.

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