"Who are you?"

"Get out of here, no one can bully my Nannan!"

The old man who originally knew Zhao Bingjun, the eldest son, slapped him at Zhao Bingjun at this moment.

Although the old man was already white, his skills were obviously not bad.

The slap was heard, and Fubao could feel a gust of wind blowing through his face.

Fortunately, Zhao Bingjun is not a weak hand, and he still avoided this sudden slap.

"Dad, I'm your eldest brother!"

Knowing that his father was not clear about his head and when should he say something work, Zhao Bingjun quickly spoke.

However, the words used to be very useful now are useless.

"Old liar, my elder brother is so beautiful. You don't look in the mirror. You are just your old face and want to lie to me. You think I'm stupid!"

As soon as the old man said this, Zhao Bingjun was stunned.

Well, this time he must have shot himself in the foot and suffered it.

When his father saw Fubao, he not only thought of his poor girl, but also returned to their childhood.

"Bao, it's up to you!"

He dared not use force on his father, so Zhao Bingjun could only let Fubao adapt to the situation.

What can Fubao say?

This is what she, a time traveler, has changed to a real little girl. No matter how precocious she is, she is afraid she will cry now.

At this time, Fubao could only follow the old man's thoughts.

But tragic, before Fubao could speak, the old man actually woke up by himself.

"You are not my daughter!"

"Who are you?"

No one knew how this old man recovered from soberness, but his ability to recover from soberness undoubtedly made Zhao Bingjun feel relieved.

"Dad, this is Fubao!"

"It's Bao Ge'er's little daughter!"

"It's the eldest sister's granddaughter!"

Zhao Bingjun took advantage of his father's recovery and quickly informed him of Fubao's identity.

"Brother Bao'er's little daughter?"

"Brother Bao found it?"

"Okay, okay, that's great. Dad didn't take good care of your elder sister, nor did he take good care of Brother Bao."

"You have to take good care of this little girl!"

"By the way, all the industries and things under my name will be given to the little girl!"

As the old man said this, Fubao was stunned on the spot and she became rich again!

"Grandpa Zeng, I can't ask for it!"

After being stunned, Fubao spoke quickly.

She has a lot of money now, and it is derived from the dowry and dowry of her grandmother. Although she doesn't know how much property the old man has, it will definitely not be a small amount.

"Girl, grandpa Zeng gave it to you, just take it!"

The old man looked at Fubao, "You are exactly the same as your grandmother when you were a child!"

"I've been confused for so many years. If it weren't for you, I would have to continue to be confused!"

The old man looked at Fubao drowningly, "Anyway, Grandpa Zeng gave it to you, you just take it, and no one dared to say a word!"

"Dad, grandfather!"

Just as the old man finished speaking, a group of people roared over.

These people are young and young, men and women.

Fu Bao looked at the group of people coming here and was slightly confused.

When these people got closer and saw them greeting Zhao Bingjun and the old man one by one, Fubao also confirmed the identities of these people.

"Grandfather, my grandson heard what you said just now. Don't you think you are too biased?"

The person who spoke was Zhao Yixuan, Zhao Bingjun's eldest son, and the eldest grandson of the Zhao family.

"I'm just biased, how do you stay?"

When the old man heard the words of this eldest grandson, he looked directly at him with a cold look.

"Grandfather, are you so confused?"

When Zhao Yixuan heard the old man's response, he was so angry that he shouted out.

But just as he finished speaking, Zhao Bingjun had already slapped him in the face and shouted angrily: "Rareless, is that what you are talking to your grandfather?"

"Dad, did your son say it wrong?"

Zhao Yixuan did not restrain his attitude because he was beaten. "At the beginning, because of my aunt, our family was worried day and night..."

"You evil son, shut up!"

Zhao Bingjun raised his hand and wanted to deal with his eldest son again.

But at this moment, a woman rushed out and stopped Zhao Bingjun.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Even if the boss said the wrong thing, you teach him, he is such a big man, why are you still taking action?"

"If you want to hit me, just hit me!"

"Grandfather, don't hit my dad!"

As Zhao Bingjun's wife Sun rushed up, Zhao Yixuan's sons also rushed up. Zhao Yixuan's sons were of the same generation as Xu and the others, and they were all strong young men. They stood up together at this moment, and the oppression was extremely strong.

Well, yes, Fubao and Zhao Yixuan's sons are of the same generation, but unfortunately, she is too young.

"Great-grandfather, you are too partial!"

Zhao Chenglian, as Zhao Yixuan's eldest son, has always been valued by Zhao Bingjun, thinking that he will be a pillar of the Zhao family in the future.

In fact, Zhao Bingjun has always attached great importance to his eldest son and grandson.

After all, he is the heir to the Zhao family, so he naturally needs to be cultivated vigorously.

"I'm just biased!"

Even though he was a Changsun and Zeng Changsun unanimously believed that he was biased, the old man still had his attitude.

"The Zhao family has been passed down for hundreds of years."

"The Zhao family's wealth is as rich as a country. As long as the descendants can defend this family business, they will never be used up for several lifetimes."

"As for you, you have that part of you."

"I am an old man, who do you want to give to whom I want to give to? This is my old man's own business. Are you not convinced? What qualifications do you have to be dissatisfied?"

"What? Do I have no right to deal with my own things?"

The old man looked at his son and great-grandchildren who were challenging him, "If you still don't agree, okay, get out of the Zhao family and you will be rebellious!"

The old man once supported the Zhao family alone, but he never complained about how many grievances he suffered. Because he knew that he was saving the family.

But now, the people from the side of the Old Zhao family have not yet jumped out, but the legitimate and great-grandchildren who have always been in mind have started to make a fuss.

His favoritism over the years has really been favored by dogs.

"Dad, don't be angry!"

Zhao Bingjun didn't expect that his son and grandson would be so slutty, so he hurried to persuade his father.

Fubao also spoke, saying, "Grandpa Zeng, don't be angry. You have to take good care of yourself, otherwise, the things you gave me will be snatched back soon!"

At this moment, Fubao didn't think about calming down the situation.

Of course, she was not deliberately targeting Zhao Yixuan and his sons. She was just using this matter to add some motivation to the old man to live.

What the old man did just now was clearly arranging the funeral.

If this person has no desire to live, he will be able to say goodbye to the world soon.
Chapter completed!