You Are My Rare Passion

"That's right," someone echoed: "You said that you could have married a gentle and considerate husband, but Lao Xiang had the opportunity to marry a step-sister who was happy with each other, but you ruined it for life."

"Yes," another person said, "It's you who cling to Lao Xiang with a stern face, kneeling and making noise to marry Lao Xiang, and it's not that Lao Xiang is not going to marry you."

Someone else said: "Xiang's is the property of Lao Xiang's first wife, and the house and shop are Lao Xiang's pre-marital property. Even if you go to the court to file a lawsuit, the court will not support you in dividing the property of Lao Xiang's first wife and your pre-marital property." , Old Xiang is willing to give you half of your post-marital property, which is considered kind, but for someone else, a person like you is only worthy of leaving the house without leaving the house, and don't even think about taking a dime away."

Everyone is blaming Mrs. Xiang.

Mrs. Xiang's eyes swept over the faces of these people one by one, and her whole heart was flooded with anger and despair.

What a life of failure she has lived?

It took a lifetime to catch up, but in the end, it was nothing to fetch water from a bamboo basket.

The Xiang family is as rich as a country, and the Xiang family's houses and shops add up to hundreds of millions.

But she could only get Xiang Xiongyi's deposit of hundreds of thousands in desperation.

She laughed miserably, and stared at Mr. Xiang with bloodshot eyes: "Okay! Okay! All the relatives and friends of Xiang Xiongyi who are here today, I can't say enough about you, let's not talk about me, talk about my two daughters, my The two daughters are the flesh and blood of your Xiang Xiongyi, and they are entitled to inherit everything in the Xiang family. You have to divide the Xiang family and the Xiang family into three, my two daughters account for two-thirds, and Ling Yue accounts for two-thirds. One third, otherwise, let me tell you, even if I die here, I will not get a divorce!"

Her two daughters knelt on the ground and supported her, looking at Mr. Xiang with anticipation.

"Don't dream," Mr. Xiang said lightly: "There is no law that stipulates that my property must be left to my children, your property, whoever you want to give it to, my property, and whoever I want to give it to. Your two daughters have grown up, and I have no obligation to raise them, so they don't want to take another dime from me in the future."

Mrs. Xiang was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She pointed at Mr. Xiang with trembling fingers: "You are so cruel! My daughter is your own flesh and blood! You don't even have any pity for your own flesh and blood, you So ruthless and ungrateful, aren’t you afraid of going to hell when you die?”

Mr. Xiang sneered, "A person like you is not afraid of going to hell after death, so why should I be afraid?"

Hearing Mr. Xiang say that they don't want to take a dime from Mr. Xiang in the future, the hearts of Mrs. Xiang's two daughters are cold.

They knew that their father didn't like them, but they didn't expect that their father could be so heartless.

Obviously they are all the daughters of the Xiang family, and their father can get all the property of the Xiang family and the Xiang family with the blood of their wives.

And they couldn't get anything.

The riches and honor of the splashing sky are right in front of their eyes, within their reach, as long as Mr. Xiang says a word, they can share one-third of it.

But Mr. Xiang just refused to say that.

They get nothing.

At this moment, their hearts are as anxious as if they were being cooked by burning oil.

I hope that their mother's fighting power can be stronger, so that their father can be forced to give them two-thirds of the Xiang family and the Xiang family.

If they can share two-thirds of the property of the Xiang family and the Xiang family, they will become the most beautiful and noble people in the capital.