*1V1｜Age difference｜Revenge｜Development｜HE
*Careerist revenge daughter x cold elite guardian
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That night when the news came that the eldest lady of the Qishu Group had returned to China, the entire upper class was in a panic.
Everyone said that the eldest lady Lan Xi's return to China was called attending a funeral, but in reality she was seizing the inheritance.
Those illegitimate children hiding in the dark, facing a formidable enemy, hurriedly hugged the last big backer - the vice president of the group, Jiang Jianlu.
The woman who raised the eldest lady Lan Xi with her own hands and then abandoned her like a pair of worn-out shoes.
They believed that only this woman could drive the eldest lady out of the Qi family again.
Until the day of the family meeting——
The eldest lady, Lan Xi, walked directly to the main seat, but in full view of everyone, she leaned down and got close to Jiang Jianlu's ear:
"I want the inheritance."
"I want to inherit you too."
There was a bit of venomous hatred in her words.
"I will repay you tenfold for everything you have done to me."
Jiang Jianlu raised his eyes, put a finger on the eldest lady's forehead, and smiled coldly: "I'm always waiting for you, whatever you ask for."
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Jiang Jianlu knew that Lan Xi hated her, but she didn't care. She thought she could continue to win.
Until a thin agreement changed her from a person in power to a person in the palm of the eldest lady's hand to vent her hatred.
Lan Xi asked her to crawl in front of him, stretched out his hands to play with this high-altitude flower, as if playing with a beloved obedient toy, and smiled evilly:
"Mr. Jiang, I said, I will peel off a layer of your skin first, and then slowly return that humiliation to you."
Jiang Jianlu's shoulders were trembling, his temples were wet, and his lips were bitten with blood, but he refused to reveal a trace of weakness and emotion.
Many years ago, she held young Lan Xi's hand and whispered softly:
"Miss, from now on, I will be your mother, okay?"
Now, Jiang Jianlu raised his sweaty face, his eyes still showing contempt and disdain:
"Miss, I have taught you to kill your enemies to death. Now with this intensity, haha... Are you afraid that I will be hurt?"
Intention: Continuous self-improvement
