She killed her eldest sister, maybe it was because of love that she hated her, and because she couldn't love her, she killed her sister in anger.

Zheng Hua had no evidence to prove that Feng Yue killed his sisters. As Feng Yue's bed partner and they had been married for dozens of years, he knew about Feng Yue's ruthless nature. Moreover, he heard the people in the clan talking behind their backs. .

As the saying goes, there is no smoke without fire. Maybe Feng Yue really got to the position by killing her sisters.

What can't someone like her do?

Fengyue truly loves a man, and is she still alive now?

Maybe she found the other party's graveyard and Feng Yue felt uncomfortable, so she stayed away from them?

Zheng Yifan and others were told by their old father, you look at me, I look at you.

The two younger brothers looked at Zheng Yifan.

After Zheng Yifan thought for a while, he said: "Dad, you ask Feng Qing for money. Feng Qing has a lot of money now, and her mother trusts her and treats her well. She can even scold her, even if her mother knows about her. Mom won�t do anything to her even if she gives you money.�

"After all, she is your daughter. If you ask her for money, will she still give it?"

"As long as Dad doesn't ask for too much, if he asks for tens of thousands of dollars at a time, Mom won't say anything if she knows. However, you can't ask for it often, otherwise Mom will suspect that Dad has some agenda."

Zheng Hua became angry when he mentioned Feng Qing, his biological daughter.

"Don't mention it now. She is just like her mother. I don't want to look for her. When I see her, I think of my Aruo. My only daughter is Aruo!"

The brothers stopped talking.

After a long while, Zheng Yifan took out his wallet. After opening it and looking at it, he took out all the cash in the wallet and handed it to Zheng Hua. He said apologetically: "Dad, I don't usually use cash. I only have so much cash, so I�ll give it to you.�

Zheng Hua took a look and saw that it probably cost several thousand dollars.

He immediately took the thousands of dollars.

Yes, better than no.

Zheng Yifan was given the gift of being the eldest brother, how could he not give it to the second and third sons?

So, the two brothers also gave all the cash they had brought to their old father.

Zheng Hua suddenly had ten or twenty thousand yuan in his hand.

Success meant money, so he felt more comfortable.

He put the money into his trouser pockets, continued to smoke, and said to his three sons: "From now on, you can give Dad a few hundred yuan a day for cigarette money. It doesn't take much pocket money. Each of you can give it to me." Five hundred dollars will do."

"If you are willing to give me one thousand yuan, that would be even better. If you can give me more, it would be even better." JrNovels.com