When Ma Yushi heard it, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.
"When did it happen?"
"Just last night! Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm a little hungry. Come with me to get something to eat!"
After Hong Yuanqing finished speaking, he took Ma Yushi, who had not yet recovered, and left.
…
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Xia Xiaoyu can move freely now, and all the injuries on his body have healed.
In the ward of this heavily guarded military hospital.
Xia Xiaoyu stood in front of the window, silently looking at the scenery outside.
"Xiaoyu, what are you going to do next?"
Xia Kangsheng sat behind him and asked softly.
There were only two of them in the room.
"Grandpa, I can't do it, but I have to do it. I've given him a chance, but he still wants to kill me! His methods are so scary, he can even arrange for people to come in here
!”
Xia Xiaoyu slowly turned around.
Just last night, a nurse entered Xia Xiaoyu's room in the middle of the night and injected a small bottle of poison into Xia Xiaoyu's fluid.
The nurse thought she had succeeded. After confirming that Xia Xiaoyu was dead, she ran away.
However, she didn't know that Xia Xiaoyu and others had already been prepared for this.
After the nurse left, she contacted people and passed on the news.
"You can do whatever you want! I won't care. If possible, I really want to kill him myself." Xia Kangsheng said.
"Grandpa, spread the news of his death. I believe he won't be able to bear it."
"Okay! Just do as you say!"
Xia Kangsheng stood up slowly and walked towards the door.
When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, sighed deeply, and said softly: "Will you spare his life? After all, he is..."
"As long as he can let go, I will let him go."
Xia Xiaoyu interrupted Xia Kangsheng directly, with no emotion in his voice.
Xia Kangsheng trembled and nodded slightly, "I understand!"
Xia Kangsheng left, and his straight waist was no longer visible. What Xia Xiaoyu saw was an old man with a bent body.
Three days later, Xia Family Courtyard.
Everyone in the Xia family gathered here, and Xia Kangsheng's sad expression swept across everyone's faces.
"Xiaoyu is gone! But we are still alive, and he still has children."
Having said this, Xia Kangsheng looked at Qin Zimo and the other girls.
"So, I decided to hand over the Xia family to Xiaoyu's children, and Zi Ling and Zimo will immediately take over the management."
"I object!"
As soon as Xia Kangsheng's voice fell, Xia Zhihong stood up.
"Dad, if you leave the Xia family to my sister-in-law, I have no problem with it, but you leave the Xia family to an unborn child? Are you kidding me?"
"Do you think I'm joking?" Xia Kangsheng snorted and glared at Xia Zhihong, "Zhihong, your elder brother and Yuan Zhou don't have any objections, why do you object!"
"Why? Just because I, Xia Zhihong, am your son and a member of the Xia family. And they are all outsiders! Dad, are you too partial?" Xia Zhihong roared loudly.
His eyes were cold, and there was a malicious look in his eyes. He was very terrifying, and his body exuded a faint murderous aura.
"Then I insist on handing over the Xia family to them? I'm not dead yet? I still have the final say on the Xia family!" Xia Kangsheng roared.
The crutch in his hand hit the ground hard.
"You have said no more! Dad, you are old!" Xia Zhihong turned to look at all the Xia family and said loudly: "Do you have the same idea as me? We have paid so much for the Xia family, why should we
Are we going to hand over our hard work to outsiders?”
"Yes, the third child is right! Uncle, even if you are partial, can't you be like this? Zhihong is stronger than Zhixiong and Zhicheng in any way, but you don't hand over the Xia family to him. We don't accept it!"
"Yes, we are not convinced!"
…
Many Xia family members began to boo loudly, and their voices became louder and louder. Their faces were full of dissatisfaction, and they felt that Xia Zhihong was not worth it.
Xia Yuanzhou was very angry, and when he was about to accuse Xia Zhihong, he was grabbed by Xia Zhixiong.
"What are you going to do?"
"Dad, don't you care?"
"What do you care about? What do you care about? This is their internal matter and has nothing to do with you or me. Just stand here and watch."
"Dad, how can you say that?"
"What else can I say if I don't say that? Things are not as simple as you think on the surface. Have you ever seen a house that uses color photos of dead people? And didn't you realize that the photo should have been taken recently?"
After listening to Xia Zhixiong's words, Xia Yuanzhou turned around and saw that it was exactly what Xia Zhixiong said. He couldn't help but frown, and he was filled with doubts.
"Honey, this is a trap! Xia Xiaoyu is probably not dead. Didn't your third uncle see such an obvious hint?"
At this time, Jiang Wanrou reminded Xia Yuanzhou in a low voice.
Xia Yuanzhou hurriedly turned to look at Jiang Wanrou, "You mean to say that Xiaoyu's assassination, including the previous events, was all caused by my third uncle?"
"That's probably it!" Jiang Wanrou took a breath and looked forward.
The water in the Jiang family is already deep enough.
But Jiang Wanrou did not expect that the water in the Xia family was deeper.
However, she could understand that among the children of a big family like them, who could be so open-minded and not keep an eye on the family's assets?
There are many examples of brothers killing each other and turning against each other. Isn’t this the case even among sisters?
I usually smile when I meet you, but behind the scenes everyone has the same face, a sullen face, and all I think about is how to design others.
Isn’t that what Jiang Wanrou is like?
"Dad, did you hear that? Listen carefully, this is everyone's opinion!" Xia Zhihong shouted loudly.
"You..." Xia Kangsheng pointed at Xia Zhihong extremely angrily, with a strong look of disappointment in his eyes.
"Dad, leave the Xia family to Zhihong! Our own industry can support people like us."
At this time, Mu Ziling walked forward slowly, then turned to look at Xia Zhihong, "You want to get everything in the Xia family, it's not just a day or two, the Xia family belongs to you."
"Sister-in-law, what do you mean the Xia family belongs to me? The Xia family should have been mine! Also, should your property be handed over too?" Xia Zhihong looked at Mu Ziling with cold eyes.
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Mu Ziling.
"Zhihong is right. Xiaoyu is from the Xia family, and his company should also be owned by the Xia family!"
"Hand over the company, otherwise you will never leave this compound!"
"Yes, hand over the company!"
Silently watching the faces of the Xia family, Mu Ziling couldn't help but laugh loudly.
"Hahaha... let me be Xiaoyu's company? Are you dreaming? Remember, I am Xiaoyu's mother, and I am the first heir."
When Mu Ziling said this, he shouted loudly: "Come here, drive them all out. Although this courtyard is named Xia, it is my home. You are not welcome here, so get out of here!" (To be continued)