I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

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Chen Ping nodded silently and said nothing.

"By Chen Shao, these days when I'm away, I want Chen Shao to help the old man take care of Ling Xuan's girl." Zhou Changping said slightly bowed.

Chen Ping quickly pulled Zhou Changping and said, "How many days?"

Zhou Changping said lightly: "In four or five days, I haven't planned to come back alive. If the old man has an accident, I hope Chen Shaoduo will carry the Zhou family."

Chen Ping frowned, saying, "So serious?"

Zhou Changping said: "Chen Shao knows too little about the martial arts circle. I am old. I hope I can use my life to calm down these families and seek ten years of stability for the martial arts."

"I let Fu Daoren and Pan Maodian go with you."

Chen Ping said anxiously that he could see that Zhou Changping already had a death wish.

"No need." Zhou Changping shook his head: "Thai fighting characters must not shoot against Chinese martial arts families and forces. This is a death rule."

After hearing this, Chen Ping looked at Zhou Changping in a daze for a moment, and said, "Then are you?"

Zhou Changping shook his head and said, "I'm old. Those fake names are nothing to me. Throw them away. And, the Chinese martial arts community must have a fighting power to deter mulberry and other martial arts forces."

So far, Chen Ping said nothing.

After leaving Zhou Changping, Chen Ping returned to the hotel.

The only thing that surprised him was that Yang Guilan actually came in a wheelchair...

Chen Ping wondered, how could she come?

Jiang Wanzheng accompanied Yang Guilan and saw Chen Ping coming back, laughing: "Are you back?"

Yang Guilan was drinking the bird's nest porridge served by Jiang Wan, and when he saw Chen Ping appearing at the door of the suite, his face instantly became cold and grunted: "Waste."

Although the voice was low, Jiang Wan heard it and glared at Yang Guilan, who was cast on the wheelchair with hands and feet.

Chen Ping was also very helpless, and all of them were on this post. Yang Guilan still had such a temper and did not know how to converge.

"How did mom come?"

Chen Ping originally asked Jiang Wan, but when Yang Guilan heard it, she felt harsh and angrily shouted: "Why, now you are not welcome to come over me, right? Chen Ping, is it now in your eyes, I sit In a wheelchair, you can’t move your hands and feet. Is it a waste? So, you look down on me?"

"Mom, Chen Ping doesn't mean that."

Jiang Wan was busy explaining.

However, Yang Guilan didn't listen at all and stared at Chen Ping unreasonably, asking, "Do you mean that?"

After all, she was still crying and crying: "It's no reason, the son-in-law began to despise the mother-in-law. Waner, you said, if the mother is paralyzed in bed, will Chen Ping care whether I am dead or alive?"

Jiang Wan was very helpless and quickly said: "No mother, don't think about it, Chen Ping is not that kind of person."

After all, she glanced at Chen Ping, who was helpless and said: "Mom, don't think about it, I won't care about you, but how come you come suddenly, you can't be discharged now?"

Yang Guilan saw Chen Ping's eyes that seemed to be able to see through, and immediately guilty, said: "I... I don't want my daughter and granddaughter, I'll come over and see. Why, don't you welcome me?"

With that, Yang Guilan started to make trouble again.

In desperation, Chen Ping had to give up.

The next day, Jiang Wan was the plane in the morning. Chen Ping sent her to the airport. After separating from her, she hurried to Zhou Changping's small villa in Shanghai.

Did not see Mr. Zhou Lao.

There are only six giants standing on the balcony on the second floor, looking out at the sunrise on the horizon.

"Mr. Zhou?" Chen Ping asked.

Pan Maodian worriedly said: "It's gone."

Chen Ping was silent in his heart, looking out where they were looking.

Perhaps, many years later, someone will remember this scene.

Mr. Zhou Lao, who has won the white clothes and wins snow, gave up all his reputation for the cornerstone of national art and inheritance, and embarked on a road of fighting alone.

After a long while, Chen Ping asked: "Is Mr. Zhou this difficult?"

Fu Daoren shook his head, sighed, and said, "Nine ninety-one, eighty-one is difficult, Senior Zhou, already eighty-four."

Yu Rong, Sister Emei, seemed to be very angry, arms around her chest, and angrily said: "Those big **** families have been hindering the development of traditional Chinese art, no, I will go with Senior Zhou!"

Another old man, who is about sixty years old, has a long eyebrow sword, has a decent style, and said: "Don't forget what Senior Zhou told us before leaving, the overall situation is important."

Tai Dou Yin Buwei, walker, Yin Yang gossip, feng shui secret art, divination calculation hexagram, very proficient.

Yurong gritted his teeth bitterly.

Chen Ping did not speak, and watched the distant figure with the six people.

Victory and tall.

This back view has propped up the backbone and future of Chinese martial arts!

After leaving here, Chen Ping returned to the hotel.

After seeing Chen Ping coming back, Yang Guilan directly shouted four times: "Chen Ping, I am thirsty, pour me a glass of water."

Chen Ping answered, poured a glass of warm water and passed it.

Then, he played with the rice grain.

"Chen Ping, I want to eat an apple and cut me an apple."

Yang Guilan looked at the TV and shouted.

Chen Ping got up, sat down, cut the apple and handed it to Yang Guilan.

"You are blind! How do I get it? Cut it into small pieces and feed me with a toothpick!" Yang Guilan said immediately.

Chen Ping nodded and said well.

He cut the apple into small pieces, and then slowly sent it to Yang Guilan's mouth.

Yang Guilan seemed to enjoy being served by Chen Ping, full of joy and pride.

At noon, Chen Ping pushed her downstairs and went to a nearby restaurant.

Perhaps it was the mother-in-law who was unable to move. In the restaurant, Yang Guilan had a very bad attitude towards Chen Ping, and all kinds of shouts.

Even those who eat around can't stand it anymore.

Of course, there are some of them who watch gossip and gossip

"Look, that silly boy, like a babysitter."

"It's pitiful to be so called by my mother-in-law, it's me, I certainly can't do it."

"It's not, at first glance, it's a man who hasn't had a good time.

Chen Ping listened to the comments of the people around him and said nothing.

Yang Guilan was very cool. On the contrary, he even more intensified Chen Ping.

After leaving the restaurant, Yang Guilan was pushed to the front and said sarcastically: "Chen Ping, don't think I can't cure you in a wheelchair now. I am your mother-in-law, and some means to cure you. Why did you come to Shanghai , I have heard others say, is it right to raise a small three?

Chen Ping pushed Yang Guilan, frowning.

Raise Primary Three?

Yang Guilan came for this?

"Mom, who do you listen to, I have my own business when I come to Shanghai," Chen Ping explained.

However, Yang Guilan didn't listen at all and scolded: "You still quibble, okay, wait for me to get the evidence, you'll wait to get out of my Jiang family!"

"There is also the rice field that I don’t want from the Jiang family. My daughter can’t bring a tow oil bottle. When the time comes, she will have to get out!"

"I tell you Chen Ping, with me Yang Guilan in one day, you don't want to have a good life!"

Yang Guilan said more and more unpleasantly, and the chill on Chen Ping's face grew stronger and stronger.

Exactly, the intersection.

Not far away, there was a truck approaching quickly, and Chen Ping pushed Yang Guilan to cross the road.

Suddenly, Chen Ping looked at the car, then looked at the wheelchair in his hand, his hand suddenly loosened.

Beep!

The truck desperately honked!

Yang Guilan was scared and pale at that time, shouting loudly: "Chen Ping, you are crazy! Pull me back! Pull me back! Ah! Help!"