Chapter 917
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Di Anran was right. If Di Jingqian was willing to return to B Country, her great-grandfather would definitely welcome her. Their first branch didn't need to look at anyone's face to get Yang Wu.
Thinking about how Di Jingqian, that b * tch, had made her lose face at the Chole competition, Di Zhangle's eyes were close to madness.
She had never been humiliated like this in her entire life. And all of this was brought to her by Di Jingqian.
She humiliated her and took over the man she adored. Just based on these two points, Di Jingqian had to die.
Di Anran pulled the suitcase and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Towards a fool like Di Ming Le, she had always been disdainful.
From the beginning to the end, her only target was her great-grandfather.
She wanted to use her excellence to prove to her great-grandfather that her father was very powerful.
At 94 years old, he was already very old. She didn't know if her second grandpa had been punished by the heavens, but his health wasn't as good as her great-grandfather's. That left her two uncles, Di Jingcheng and Di Jingan, from the second branch …
If only one of them could stand up, her great-grandfather wouldn't have been so desperate for the first branch to return.
Her father, other than his low status, was much more outstanding than the other two.
Just wait and see. Di Jingxuan's family didn't care about the B Country's royal family at all. One day, her father would become the heir of the B Country's royal family.
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Cheng Shuyu came to the entrance of the Zhan family's villa and couldn't enter.
She had been here more than once, but she had only entered once. That time, it was Old Master Zhan who had received her.
Cheng Shuyu had a fear of the Zhan family's villa that seemed to be suppressed by their bloodline.
The security guard recognized Cheng Shuyu. Seeing her loitering at the entrance, he went to her and asked her to leave. "Our madam has instructed that the Jing family and dogs are not allowed to enter. If you know what's good for you, scram. If you don't, I'll call the police. "
Cheng Shuyu's eyes widened in anger.
"What do you mean the Jing family and dogs are not allowed to enter? You guys … You guys are simply going too far! In any case, I've raised her for 20 years. It's fine if she doesn't repay me, but she actually compares me to a dog! "
The security guards were all special bodyguards hired by Zhanli River. They were all over 180cm tall. Hearing Cheng Shuyu's words, they all laughed mockingly.
"Repay a favor? Have you ever seen anyone in their right mind repay a debt of gratitude to their enemies? Our Madam didn't send you to prison, which is already very kind to you. You still have the face to walk around in front of the Zhan family? "
"A despicable person is invincible. Shameless people like them don't even know how to write the word 'shame'. "
"No wonder Madam said that the Jing family and dogs are not allowed to enter. I think our Madam has learned her lesson."
The security guards all had nothing to do, so they came to humiliate her. Cheng Shuyu was so angry that she almost shouted that her daughter was the princess of B Country and she was the future Princess Consort of B Country.
However, when she thought about how the relationship between her daughter and her daughter's father couldn't be exposed, Cheng Shuyu could only curse the ancestors of these people in her heart. However, her face remained calm as she said, "Don't worry. I'm not here for Jing Qian. Since she already has her own parents and doesn't want to acknowledge me anymore, I won't disturb her anymore. But I can't contact my son. My son is Jing Jie. I have something important to talk to him about. So go and tell Jing Jie that his mother wants to see him. It's fine if you don't let me see Jing Qian, but you can't even let me see my own son, right? "
(End of chapter)
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