MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 32 Goddess of the young master of the night

Chapter 32, the goddess of the young master of the night

"One, you are a little white-eyed wolf, I am your aunt's aunt, who are you helping?" Night Feifei angered, "It seems that your father's coffin board is really unable to cover, the night family's property you I am willing to let go."

"I am an illegitimate child, what about it?" The night mausoleum swiftly swept to the night of Feifei, with a trace of my own domineering domineering. "If you have the ability, you step on my head and drive me out of the night, no skill, then Close your stinky mouth!"

The night mausoleum is a junior, and the night Fifi and the night leopard greet his eyes but shudder.

Old lady, "Enough, what is it?"

"Mom, do you just watch the illegitimate child come to the room and take our night house for yourself?"

"Brother, let me go, even if my grandfather's coffin board can't cover it today, I have to tear this rotten mouth." The night, whenever he picked up his sleeves, he would dry his rack and be thrown into the sofa by the night tomb. Shen Sheng said, "Sit down!"

The old lady thought about it and was a bit hesitant. "Night Mausoleum, AG Jewelry and Film and Television are the two companies controlled by the consortium. They are handed over to your uncle and aunt. The shares are also given to them. However, other industries of the consortium, You can't get involved, agree?"

"Mom, let us give us all the shares of the two companies." Night Feifei said.

After all, the old lady still hurts her son and daughter and looks at the night tomb.

Night Mausoleum, "I don't agree."

The old lady passed a touch of dissatisfaction and soon hid it.

"Lingyun Import and Export Trading Company can give you."

"Night Mausoleum, you don't want to bully too much. Import and export are hard to do now, and the profit is not high. What do you want to do?"

"I just wandered." Yuling patiently warned, "Do you want it or not!"

"Okay, then it's so decided. You go back first. I have something to say to the night mausoleum."

The night leopard and the night Fifi had no choice but to leave.

The old lady said, "Night Mausoleum, you have been in Europe for a few years, and you are not a ghost. Grandma can't manage you. Now come back, European family affairs, you should not intervene again, consolidate the domestic roots, you and Lu The marriage of the family should also be mentioned on the agenda."

At night, I was stunned and looked at the night mausoleum. I was happy to watch the drama. The night ridge was frowning. "Whoever promised the marriage, whoever went to get married, I never promised."

"Family, I personally promised the marriage, you let me an old woman to go to Lu's little granddaughter?" The old lady said with no anger, "Lu Jia has helped a lot in recent years, and he is trapped in Europe. There is no such thing as a family affairs, how can an old woman hold the AG."

"It has nothing to do with me!" The night sneer.

Night, "Mother, my brother, who has been chanting for a few years, is Miss Lu, willing to be a stepmother?"

"What little princess is not a little princess, an illegitimate daughter..." The old lady’s voice stopped, but the night brother could hear the disdain in her tone, and did not put the little princess in the night tomb in her eyes.

"Even if there is no little princess, my brother is also a goddess."

"Who?"

"It’s the genius jewelry designer of the Dream Star..."

"Shut up!" The eyes of the night **** swept over, and the night was trembled with his legs. He was most afraid of his brother's anger, but his brother was really a man who was irritated and irritated. Scratching from the lips is more than a gesture of shutting up.

"I don't care about your mess, the identity of the night parents, you must be the right person, have you heard it?"

From the hairline to the toes, the night mausole exudes an arrogance that the old man is the Emperor Laozi. "My wife doesn't sleep with you, you don't need to worry about it!"

The old lady is angry with heart disease.

He strode away, and the night chased him out and followed him with a smile. "Brother, I heard, you found the little princess? Good look, Meng Meng, what is the name?"

"Dead!" Night Mauss thought for a moment, "I will have it again."

Night, "..."

Brother, what are you talking about? Where is the logic?

(End of this chapter)